A/N: Thank you to all of you who reviewed and to those who added this story to their alerts. Because Scat210 asked for a little trouble this is what my muse came up with.

He knocks on the door jam before entering. "Hey Baby you have my information yet?"

She turns half way not looking at him at all handing him a file over her shoulder."

He knows her well enough to know that something is bothering her. So he tries a different tactic. He glances at he newest photo of her cat, he can't help but shake his head seeing an orange kitten sitting on a white pillow looking so regally. "Marmalade is getting big how old is she now?"

"Almost five months. She's a good companion and I like not having go home to an empty apartment. How's Clooney?" She asks as she continues to work.

"He's good, getting older but then aren't we all. I was wondering if you'd like to go out to see a movie tonight I bet we can get Reid to go with us, as long as we feed and buy him coffee."

"Sounds like fun, But no horror or zombies, something like a comedy light and fun."

He looks at her seeing the stress in her body language. "I'll see what we can find if all else fails we rent and watch a move here, pop corn and the round table. I even give you a let you put you feet on my lap. How's that?"

She turns completely and smiles and she look her him. "Best offer I've had all year, now scoot I've got work to do, team C, and Coop need information. Not to mention the lot in the bullpen. And it might be better if we stay here, Coop is going to be needing me."

"Okay." He replies understand the workload that she has, but he can also see telltale signs of stress lining her face. That is something that he does not like especially on her.

Two hours later he looks up when he hears her footsteps in the corridor, keeping his office door open has it's advantages this being one of them. He can't help but chuckle when she waves at him with one finger as she passes by with a bunch of folders in the her arms.

She drops off folders at some of the agents desks as she makes her way to Hotch's office.

A knock on his door jam she enters his office after he waves her in.

" Here is the last batch of paperwork you wanted, as well as the information for the cases you are doing."

"Thank you." Hotch nods his head and waits for he knows she has more to tell him.

"Team C is down for lunch they are waiting for the results from the local ME. Coop and his team are going to bed, they are going unsub hunting later. I gave them all they wanted and a little bit more."

"Anything else?"

"I need to step away, I ordered a sandwich for myself, I'll be back in fifteen minutes. I need to get out of my office for a little."

Understanding perfectly what she is trying not to tell him, he does the only thing he can, he reached for his wallet.

"Already ordered one for you too sir, chicken salad on wheat with carrots and celery on the side. Next time you pay." She tells him easily.

"Carrots?"

"They're good for you." she tells him as she walks out leaving him with a small smile on his face.

Hearing a knock on his door he looks up only to see Rossi. "I saw our Kitten leave she looked a little off."

"She needs a break she'll be back soon."

"See looks very nice today that peach blouse is lovely on her."

Rossi frowns when he sees Hotch trying to fight a losing battle over his actually laughing out loud.

"What? I notice things like that I like it when the women in our unit are looking exceptional good."

"I've never hear you say anything about JJ or Blake."

"They're both married and I tell them all the time they look nice."

"So why don't you tell Penelope. I'm sure she'll like the compliment too."

"Because I like my face just like it is thank you. Morgan has a temper he already told me not to play in that sandbox, that with my reputation if I wasn't serious about her, she would get hurt and he doesn't want her hurt again. Especially after the fiasco with Lynch."

"But you like her." It wasn't a question, just a stated fact. "Then your not the man I though you were." Hotch tells him, then stands. "The man I know goes after what he wants be it an unsub, a reporter or a real woman, not the plastic ones that you have been known to keep company with."

"I have no idea if she has any feeling for me other than a co-worker." Rossi says as he sits down on the couch and huffs.

"Dave, what is your favorite color?"

"I like, no laughing now, a yellowish-pink I find it soothing. A have a shirt and a tie that color."

"Oh, I think they call that color Peach, Dave." Hotch says as he hands him a file then joins him on the couch. Laughing as he watches his friends face light up.

She makes sure she leaves her Id in her car, she grabs her a twenty out of her wallet and takes her cell and slips into her pocket then she put her hands free set into her ear. After locking her car door she calls Tony a quick late afternoon chat is just what the doctor ordered.

"DiNozzo."

"James." she says with her best breathy voice.

"Moneypenny, how are you."

"Okay just getting some late lunch."

Tony looks at his watch, seeing it is after two in the afternoon he purses his lips tightly. "Busy day?"

"That would be an understatement. I needed to get out and breathe real air not stale office recycled air. I'm just picking up some food at Sally's"

"Gillian is working tonight want to go out to eat then a movie?"

"Derek beat you to it, we will more than likely stay a the BAU, I'm working with the special ops team today."

"Can I come? I'll even spring for the popcorn." He tells her sounding like a little boy that doesn't want to share his favorite toy.

"Call and ask Derek." She tells him with a laugh.

She opens the door and gets in line continuing to talk softly to her friend as the line moves slowly forward. Looking around the small sandwich shop she sees a eclectic mix of people old and young, some mothers with small children, and two uniformed LEOS sitting at a table eating a late lunch as well.

It is the shouting then the screams quickly followed by gunfire that brings Tony to his feet and talking loudly into his cell. Soon the cries of frighten children joined in as well.

"Penelope answer me, now damn it. Penelope?" He orders her as he puts his phone on speaker.

She doesn't answer him but he does hear her voice. "Just take the money and go, go now. The police you shot will have already called in the robbery, I saw the older one double click his mike."

"How the hell do you now that bitch?" one of the robbers asks sneering at her. As he watches his partner take the money from the register and then demand the wallets from everyone in the shop as well.

"My brother Tony told me he is cop in Baltimore. Just go now please, or the policemen are going to die. You don't want that, just go." She pleads with them.

The two robbers start to turn getting ready to leave when a squad car pulls up only to be quickly followed by three more.

While they were distracted Penelope gave Tony a description of the men as best as she can. Talking as softly and calmly as possible all the while her heart is racing a mile a minute.

The older of the two turns and sees her talking. He rushes over to her, he hits her hard sending her wireless flying off of her head. He pulls her right arm hard twisting it as he yanks her. Making her cry out in pain when she feels and hears a snap at the same time

"Who the hell were you talking to bitch?" He screams at her.

"My confessor" Is what Tony hears as she cries out just before a loud crunch then nothing at all.

"DiNozzo." Gibbs says.

"Already calling." Tony says cutting his boss off from saying anything else.

"Morgan."

"It's DiNozzo, we have a problem. . . .