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"So Tamara, how did you find out all the information about the Morgan family?" Hotch asked, sitting across the cool metal table from her. She had her arms folded stubbornly across her chest and her eyes were set in a vicious glare at the surface of the table. She stayed silent. "You had to find out that information somehow. Derek knew you weren't following them, so how did you find out all this information?"
She looked up at him with a look of supreme hate. "Does Derek know that I'm in here being…violated by you people? I think he'd want to know."
"No, Derek's in the hospital, where you put him after you shot him," he said dryly. "And I doubt he cares. He probably does want to know that the woman who kidnapped his sons is in custody, but he doesn't truly care that you're in here."
Her fists hit the table in a rage. "He does care!"
"Ms. Barnes, let me make this perfectly clear for you," he said. "You're facing some very serious charges against you. You almost killed a man, you kidnapped his sons, and you tried to kill his wife." Hotch stared at her hardly. "You'll be going to jail for an extremely long time…unless you tell me where you got the information about the Morgans. You have to tell me who or what gave you the information."
Tamara glared at Hotch. She was quiet for a moment. "I want to talk to Derek," she murmured. "And Sammy and Dean."
Hotch shook his head. "I don't know if Derek will talk to you, but talking to the boys is out of the question," he said harshly.
She was silent again. "I will give you the name of the person who helped me," she said finally. "I want reduced jail time and I want to talk to Derek. Alone. For this I'll tell you who helped me."
Hotch nodded. "We can work with that," he agreed. "Tell me the name of the person who helped you get the information on how to find and harass the Morgan family."
"The name of the person who helped me is Kevin Lynch," she muttered. "He told me he wanted Penelope back, that Derek had stolen her from him and that was why she broke up with him. So we agreed that I would seduce Derek into coming back to me and he would pick up the broken pieces."
"Except neither of you anticipated that neither of them would want you two back," Hotch said dryly. He was furious that Kevin Lynch had done something like this. Apparently he didn't realize he was getting into bed with a crazy woman. "So you two made a deal? What exactly were the terms?"
She rolled her eyes. "I just told you," she mumbled bitterly. "I was supposed to get Derek out of the way for him, while Kevin got Penelope out of the way for me."
"How were Sam and Dean supposed to fit into this?" Hotch asked.
Tamara smiled faintly. "They would live with Derek and me," she said. "As a family."
Hotch rose to his feet, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. "Well, Ms. Barnes," he said. "I'm going to make sure everything is taken care of. Your lawyer will be able to discuss everything with you when she arrives."
She sat forward desperately as he was heading for the door. "And when can I see Derek?" she asked.
"You may see him when he's ready to leave the hospital," Hotch said, not glancing back and shutting the door behind him. He ran into Prentiss and said, "I want you to go pick up Kevin Lynch."
With a stony glare on her face, she said, "With pleasure."
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Penelope had been checked out by doctors and her cuts bandaged. Rossi had sat through the entire exam with her and through the scolding the doctor had given her for being in a fight while three months pregnant. But she'd done nothing too extraneous that there was any problem with the baby.
"You feeling okay, Kitten?" Rossi asked, moving some of her hair out of her face. "You've had a long day."
She nodded tiredly. "It's been way too long," she said. Sitting up straighter, she said, "Let's go to your place. I want to see my sons." She scowled momentarily. "They told me I can't see Derek until tomorrow. So let's go to your place so I can see my boys." She smiled and rose unsteadily to her feet. "Please. Can we go?"
Rossi nodded. "Let's go see your babies." He put his arm around her shoulders and supported her out the door to take her home.
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The early hours of dawn were setting in as Rossi helped Penelope up the stairs to the room where Reid and JJ were still watching Sam and Dean. Penelope's heart lifted and she smiled widely at the sight of her sons sleeping away like nothing was wrong.
JJ and Reid looked up and smiled at her as she entered the room. They rose from their respective places on the floor and came to pat her gently on the shoulder. "Rossi called us to let us know what happened," Reid said anxiously, hugging Penelope just loose enough that he wouldn't hurt her in her sore condition. "Are you okay?"
She patted his cheek momentarily. "You, Boy Wonder, are a gem," she said with a smile. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for watching my babies."
JJ pulled her into a hug next. "No problem, PG," she said. "You must need some rest. Go ahead and sleep. Sleep tight."
"Thanks Jayje," Penelope said warmly as they shut the door behind them. Taking off her coat, she kicked off her shoes and climbed into the spacious bed next to her sons. Kissing their foreheads, she wrapped both of them in her arms and nestled her face against Sam's back. "Sleep tight, loves," she whispered before she closed her eyes and fell asleep from her deep exhaustion almost instantly.
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Prentiss pulled up to Kevin Lynch's small house at five in the morning, more than ready to arrest the asshole for threatening her family. She practically hissed when she walked up his slightly dilapidated steps. Knocking loudly on the door, she hollered, "Kevin Lynch, it's Agent Prentiss! Open the door!" He didn't answer immediately and she knocked louder. "Open the door!"
"Coming!" his nasally voice called. "I'm coming!" When he opened the door, he blinked several times. "What are you doing here, Agent Prentiss?" he demanded. "It's five in the morning." His face grew frightened all of the sudden. "Oh my God, is Penelope okay? Is she hurt?"
"What makes you think we would come and tell you?" she sneered. "Come out here," she ordered.
"Wait, why?" he asked frantically.
"Because Lynch, you're under arrest," she seethed. "You gave information to Tamara Barnes on the Morgan family so you could try and get Penelope back. And let me tell you something…when something like that leads to both Penelope and Derek being killed and their little boys being kidnapped, that can lead to some serious jail time." She pulled both his arms behind his back roughly and handcuffed his arms together. "You're going down you son of a bitch!"
"Wait, you've made a mistake! I love Penelope! I would never let her be hurt! Ever!" he shouted as Prentiss dragged him towards the SUV.
"Oh believe me, we haven't made a mistake," she gritted. "Your partner gave you up. We'll see how you like a little cell. Because believe me, when Penelope finds out it was your fault that her sons were kidnapped because of you, she'll make sure you're locked up for a long, long time!"
"I love her!"
"So you've said," Emily said sarcastically. "Now shut up. Because you're going to need that jail cell for protection."
"From Agent Morgan? He'll not be able to get out of that hospital bed for at least a week," Kevin spat.
Emily laughed as she started the car. "No…you'll need protection from Penelope."