Hotch breaks his staring contest with Morgan to turn to focus on the flustered nurse.
"Please limit one person at a time, she needs her rest." The nurse says "Her room is the last one to the right."
The first thing Penelope realizes when she wakes up is that everything looks blurry. She reaches her hand over blindly to find her glasses. When she cannot feel them she looks over. The second thing that goes through her head is that this isn't her room. It suddenly hits her that she is not home, this is not room. Thoughts suddenly go through the head and she remembers the event leading up to correct condition.
Spencer stands awkwardly at the door, holding her glasses in his right hand.
"You probably need these."
"Reid?"
He walks in the room and gives her the glasses. The fuzziness in her eyes goes away and Garcia can now focus in on things. She notices that Spencer looks tried and wonders when he last slept.
"The others are waiting outside, we were all scared." She nods but it's not the information she wants, needs to know.
"Gamila?"
"Is fine." It's quiet for a while.
"Remember that time I got shot." Garcia whispers. Spencer tries not to winch; it's an event the whole team would rather. Penelope is their technical analyst; she's not supposed to get shot at.
"This is ten times worse, my chest hurts."
"Do you want me to get a nurse?"
"No, I just want things to go back to how they were." She's crying now and Spencer doesn't know how to deal with crying women.
Penelope gets so worked up that her monitors start going off and Spencer is soon pushed out the room by a nurse. He's never felt so helpless and just wants his friend to get.
The team sees him come out the room and Kate yells, "I'm next."
Spencer shakes his head at her. "What happened?" She asks, but he just looks at the floor.
"Spence." JJ says softly.
"Her monitors went off. They're checking her again. The silence that fills the room is suffocating and the silence had never felt so loud.
"We should all go home and get some rest they'll call when she's stable." Rossi says being the voice of reason.
Everyone mumbles their agreements and heads out leaving Hotch, Morgan and Rossi standing in the waiting room.
"I think I'll stay." Hotch says sternly.
"Me too." Morgan joins in, causing Rossi to roll his eyes.
"You guys can have a pissing contest later; you both have children at home." Reluctantly both men make their exit.
"How is she?" Savannah asks when Derek comes stumbling in the door its late or really Savannah's not sure anymore, he just shrugs. She sighs nervously twisting her wedding ring.
"Derek."
"I I messed up, she was my best friend."
"Derek, this wasn't your fault." She goes to wrap her arms around his waist but je just shrugs her off.
"I did her wrong." Then taking her hands in his and he looking her in the eyes, "I did you wrong."
"What are you saying?"
"I've made a mess of things, and I don't deserve you."
He's crying and Savannah can only count one time she's seen him cry.
"Hey, I chose to stay with you and you decided to stay, we'll be okay."
Her words sound comforting but Derek is not so sure. He wonders when his world starting falling apart, no he knows when. The exact moment when he's world came crashing down, it was when he decided to push Penelope out his life.
Hotch sighs as he hears Gamila's cries through the baby monitor calling out fir her mother. It's the fifth time she's woken up this hour. He walks in the room and heads towards her.
"Daddy." He's shocked for a moment and then realizes she's probably calling for Derek but then she mumbles daddy again and reaches her tiny hands out to him. He doesn't have time to process this because she's calling for him again tears running down her face.
"Daddy." She mumbles into his chest.
"Dad?" He turns around to see Jack standing at the door. "Is she ok?"
"Yeah she just misses Penelope, why don't you go back to bed I'll be there in a moment." After calming down the infant he walks to his son's room.
It looks as if Jack is asleep so he just stands their watching him." He turns around to leave when he hears Jack mumbled voice.
"Is Penelope dying?"
"why would you think that."
"Because last time you looked this sad mom died."
Holding his eyes shut he tries to push out the images of a dying Hayley that are slowing transitioning into a dying Penelope.
He slowly swallows his own feelings, noticing the tears forming in Jack's eyes.
"Hey, buddy, Penelope's not going anywhere, ok?"
"Ok, because I like her here."
"Me to buddy, me to." Its silent for a while before Jack speaks up again.
"Dad?, is she like my new mom." He must take longer than he realized to say something because before he can form a fluent sentence Jack's asleep again.
A/N: Sorry this took so long I got a new laptop and didn't have microsoft word for awhile . I also graduated last week. My school high school is really being embracing different cultures so they had students do greetings in different languages. I got to do the Arabic greeting and since i have mobility issues they let me sit on the stage so I wouldn't have to keep walking up and down the stairs.
oh and I learned i'll forever be in physical therapy because my core and back don't work like they should be. Anyways all this to say updates might take awhile in between chapters, but this story has not been abandoned.