AN: I have had so many of you ask me to continue this story. This was my first ever FanFiction, so I think I owe it to myself to complete it. That being said, I know this story has tons of spelling and grammar mistakes. When I get the chance, maybe during Christmas break, I will go back and fix them all. Thank you for bringing this story back to life. I need to thank Karen LaManna, without her and some other I would have never started this story up again.

Thanks evgrrl09- without this story we would have never been friends. You rock!

As always, you all are the best.

-PolHop

"What did you find, Reid?" Hotch asked as Reid flew into the room.

"The contract becomes invalid if the Director sees she has lived out the roll of her terms, with no disciplinary action. The only thing is her being forced to relocate might be some form of disciplinary action," Reid rushed.

Rossi looked at the out of breath agent. "What do you mean?"

"In clause 2.54.615-4 it states: The current Director has the ability to make this contract null in void at anytime if they feel the Agent has completed their requirement in regard to the plea agreement. If Agent at anytime disagrees with a sanction brought upon them, the Agent can formally protest, by submitting a written request 10.204 and staging a hearing on the matter." Reid handed that part of the contract to Hotch.

"So that part says if we can prove she has lived out all requirements of this contract the Director can cancel it and she would be a free women. She can continue to work for the FBI if she wants, but it would be on a contractual basis just like all the other techs. She would be reevaluated every year." Reid continued.

"Okay, so does it have the requirements she needs to fulfill?" Rossi asked.

"Yeah, there are all right here, and to be honest she fulfilled all of these within the first month of being in the BAU. So she had to have done it everywhere she was. She just never knew about the clause."

Hotch looked at the requirements, "You're right, Reid, she has met all of these. Okay so that answers how we can cancel the contract, but we still need to find out why she keeps getting transferred and who sent the email.

"Mrs. Soon-To-Be-Morgan, we've worked up quite an appetite. You sure the pasta is gonna be enough?" Derek asked with a cheeky grin.

"It'll do for now," she said, smiling back at him. "I love you, Derek. I never knew I could be this happy. I thought back when I was with Rickey I was pretty happy, but I never knew what happy was until I met you."

"P," he said, putting his plate of food down. "When I met you on the case in Boston, I knew there was something special about you. Sometimes you have a connection with someone that's so strong, it's like two magnets being pulled together, and that's what you are to me."

"You're incredible, Handsome."

"I'm just telling you the truth." He moved to kiss the side of her neck.

"You're also insatiable," she said with a laugh as she picked up a fork full of past and shoved it in his mouth.

"You're gonna get it!" he laughed as he went to grab his own plate and fork to shove food in her mouth.

"Uncle," she laughed, knowing he wouldn't push it any further right now. So instead she sat back into the couch and tried to relax.

"There is something I don't understand, P," Derek said.

"What's that, Sweet Cheeks?"

"How is it that whenever you settle down or at least attempt to, you get hauled away? Is it like they have tabs on you, and if so, who wants to see you suffer that badly?" he asked, turning towards her.

"I really don't know, Baby," she said as she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think I have made any enemies along the way. Well, other than Rickey and Helen at this point."

Then she stopped talking and shot up. Oh god, it was all making sense to her now. She had told Rickey about everything, even Anderson being her handler. John didn't even know that information. There would be no one else that would be able to get ahold of Anderson to tell him she had settled down again, or at least was attempting to. There was no one else that would want to cause her pain. Rickey knew she was in a serious relationship with Derek now and he was still dealing with the falling out of the last time they were in Boston. She knew it had to be him, and with Helen helping him, they would have no problem locating Anderson.

"What is it, Baby?" Derek asked, concerned as he watched his fiancée's face contort.

"I think Rickey did this," she said, looking at him.

"What do you mean, you think Rickey did this?"

"Derek, I told him everything. I really mean everything; he is the only other one that knew beside my handler and the people that gave me the job about my conditions. He would have knows Anderson's name, and if he had Helen helping him, they would have easily found him," she told him.

Derek sat back for a moment as he tried to control the anger he was feeling. He hated Rickey. Not only did he attempt to rape Penelope in her old office, but he now had the balls to try and get her relocated when he knew she had finally found happiness? That was probably the reason why he did it. Penelope was happy finally, and he was suck with shitty Helen in a job that would go nowhere now after all the allegations brought against him.

"You know, baby, I think you might be right. Rickey was an asshole and I wouldn't put it past him to do this," Derek agreed with her.

"What does that make me? I dated him."

"Pen," he tried to assure her. "You didn't know Rickey was a prick before you dated him,"

"Actually I did," she looked away ashamed. "I was his best friend before we ever slept together. I knew how he was but I thought when we finally got together things would be different, but then I got moved to the BAU and all hell broke lose."

He pulled her into his arms. "You being apart of the BAU was meant to be. Look at where it has gotten you. You have me now, your fiancée."

She relaxed into his arms for a brief moment. "How are we going to tell the team it was Rickey?"

"We can't, baby. First we have no way of communicating with them, and second you are technically a fugitive right now. We have to trust the team. You know as well as I do. They are going to find the answer."

AN: Sorry for the long wait. And yes, I know this is not one of my best stories, but it was my first so gosh darn it I am going to finish it!