A/N: I don't know how I feel about the finale of Season 14. I love Jeid, but I hope this wasn't a way to fuck with the fans and say, "Sorry, we just did that for drama, it's not happening." Now, I hope Jeid happens.

So this chapter is named after one of my favorite Beatles songs. I think you really should listen to the song, it's just so good. If you didn't know, the Beatles are like so precious to me and are my favorite band of all time :-)

It was all so fucked up.

Derek, who really jinxed himself, gulped as he stared at the tall man that had gotten in the way of his path home. It was just how Shane told it. And, to be completely honest, it wasn't doing wonders for Derek's mental health just seeing someone like that. So he couldn't imagine how it's taken a toll on Penelope. Well, perhaps Penelope was mentally stronger than he was. She had to be, after all.

Yellow teeth, cold, and his eyes were preying on the adolescent. This, without a doubt, was the man that was tormenting Penelope. Derek didn't have any proof, but he was sure. Why else would he be stopping here? Because he had seen him with Penelope. For now, Derek was scared for his life and Penelope's.

"Hello there," the man grumbled, smirking so deviously. "What do we have here?"

Derek stood his ground. "Leave me alone," he says, trying to push past him but was easily blocked. "I said, leave me alone or I'll call the cops."

The man had the balls to laugh loudly. "And do what? What are you going to say? You're a small black kid wandering around the streets, I could simply say that you tried to mug me."

"No. Way," seethed Derek, his eyes narrowed in defiance. "No one would believe you. So I won't say anything, you don't say anything, and we'll pretend this never happened." Just as Derek was about to walk away, a familiar click stopped him dead in his tracks. He didn't even have to turn around to know that the man had a knife. He turned around away, to already know that he was right. The man had a pocket knife in his hand, looking particularly malicious.

"Let's go somewhere more private, eh?" He cooed, keeping his smirk up because he knew he won. "It might save your life."

Haley pressed her lips together in annoyance. Penelope, Emily, and Derek swore that they'd be home before three in the afternoon. She found herself glancing at the clock on the wall every five minutes. She watched from her chair as the clock was at three o five, then three ten, and so on and so forth. Finally, when it was four o'clock, she couldn't take it anymore. "Aaron, they are over an hour late!"

"Kids are kids, Haley," Hotch tried to dismiss, but even he felt a little off. Normally, they respected their curfew. "Maybe give them ten more minutes."

"Something is not right," said Haley, shaking her head in disapproval. "Something happened."

"What do you want from me?" questioned Derek, looking the man dead in the eye. He knew most people would've followed the man, but truthfully, Derek has seen much worse, and he wasn't going to back down yet.

"You know what I want," the man said, grinning as he looked him up and down. "I normally don't like little boys, but you're the exception."

Derek felt tremors down his spine as he gulped. "N-no," he stammered. "Not doing that."

The man held up the knife higher. "Let me remind you of your options," he says, his eyes mischievously grinning. "It's either I fuck you, this knife, or..." he began to ponder, frowning on what to do. Then, an idea came to mind as that sick grin grew large. "I go after that girl of yours."

Derek's eyes went wide. No, no, no... not Penelope.

Penelope didn't know where she was going. Hell, she never did. It was preposterous for her to think that there was a family for her. Shane was right. In fact, she would not be surprised if the Hotchner family was angry since they probably all knew the truth about her and what she did. Then again, they would be thrilled knowing she wasn't going to come near them again.

She had successfully dried her tears. She wouldn't be crying anymore. She can't cry anymore.

Settling by a stoop that Penelope's always known, she wrapped her arms around herself and shuddered against the heinous winter, like she had done many times before.

"Aaron, I don't like this," says Haley, getting nervous as she glanced at the clock again. "It's going to be dark soon." JJ and Spencer, nearby, exchanged a nervous look. This goes unnoticed by Haley, who was too worried about the other three. Hotch, however, caught it and tried to be reassuring.

"I know this is odd, but..." Hotch trailed off, figuring out what to say that would console his two youngest. "I'm sure they'll be home shortly." He jerked his head over in JJ and Spencer's direction, a way of signaling her to not worry them.

Luckily, she caught it. She whispered worriedly in Hotch's ear. "At this point, who knows?"

"I'll go with you," Derek blurted out quickly, out of fear. He glanced up to see his eye twinkling madly.

"Glad you see it my way," the man said, putting the knife in his boot. It took everything for Derek not to shudder openly.

"Where do you want to go?" Derek sighed, admitting defeat.

Emily was still steaming as she got off her train and began to stalk her feet home. If she was angry about this, imagine how everyone else would feel. Spencer, although smart as a whip, did not have the maturity to understand something like this. Still, he would understand that he was living under the same roof with someone who had robbed his scarf. To a five-year-old, things like that are sacred.

JJ would be heartbroken. She was always highly sensitive, in a way. Always so in tune and in sync with other people's emotions; the opposite of Spencer. She felt sympathy for Penelope and was the one to go the furthest in trying to make Penelope feel welcomed in the beginning. And now, it was going to punch JJ in the stomach to know all the lies and secrets Penelope had kept.

Haley and Hotch, on the other hand, well, Emily wasn't so sure. Haley could be very nurturing and understanding, like a proper mother. Then again, she was the type to fiercely protect her cubs, no matter what. She made it perfectly clear that the four of them came first when it came to the decision of taking in Penelope as a foster child. But at the same time, she held the philosophy that any kid who walks through her door, whether a friend or a foster child, would be treated as if they were apart of the family.

Hotch was hardworking. Hotch was keen and stern, and highly observant. Emily knew that he knew that something was off with her. Nevertheless, he took Penelope in, and he found himself growing fond of the quirky girl. Still, if it wasn't for Haley, he knew he wouldn't be able to make the decision of her living with them. Emily was positive there'd be some repercussions for Penelope's deceit, but, it's highly unlikely they'd throw her out on the street.

With all these thoughts in mind, Emily barged through the door angrily, with the intent to spill everything.

"Why are you late!?" Haley yelled immediately when Emily walked through the door, her eyes flaring. "It's been over an hour!" Emily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. By some miracle, she's the one that gets yelled at instead. Well hopefully, the anger will be directed towards Penelope and Derek soon. They weren't even here!

Oh fuck... they weren't even here.

"Things happened," was Emily's pathetic excuse, she already realized what could be a potentially fatal mistake.

"Where's... Where's Penelope and Derek?" JJ curiously asked. Little did everyone know, that was going to be the question of the day.

Haley crossed her arms. "Yes, Emily. Where is Penelope and Derek? Your little sister would like to know."

"So do I," chimed in Spencer, not helping the cause.

Huffing defiantly, Emily crossed her arms, mirroring her mother. "They're probably too scared to come home because of what they've done! Do you know that Penelope was the one who robbed Spencer?"

JJ gasped in surprise, while Spencer looked very confused. Hotch and Haley exchanged a look, also confused. They looked back at Emily as Hotch said, "Wait what? Elaborate please."

Emily appeared much more confident. "I have you know that we ran into one of Penelope's street friends. And it turns out that Penelope stopped by our house and ran past Spencer and snatching his Doctor Who scarf."

To say Hotch and Haley was appalled was an understatement. Haley looked visibly angry like someone had struck a bullet through her. While Hotch looked more upset than anything else. This shocked Emily. She thought that Haley would be upset and that Hotch would be angry. She immediately noticed that Hotch looked more upset than Haley. "Yes... remember what you said? You said it was 'probably some street thug'." She copied his words from before, and Hotch really wishes she hadn't. Emily shook her head in anger. "Turns out she was the thug."

Hotch sighed heavily, having an inner battle with his thoughts. It looked like the same was going on for Haley, who also didn't know how to approach this. Suddenly, Haley remembered JJ's question from before. "They're not here."

Emily blinked twice. "What?"

"Your brother and Penelope. They aren't here," Haley said, her voice bordering on anxiety. "Where did they go?"

Penelope felt no hope like she had before. Just when things were starting to look up, it all came crashing down.

She wanted to tell them the truth at some point, but not like this.

If there was any other way, that would be the way, but not this.

Would she ever find love?

Would she ever get the family she deserved?

No, she had decided. Because, apparently, she felt she deserved nothing.

It was all so fucked up.

Derek has been humiliated hundreds of times, but this certainly takes the cake. He had been told countless times by so many people that something like this wouldn't happen again. Hmph, they were all liars. +His therapist was a liar, his sister was a liar, in fact, his whole family was full of liars. Zipping his pants up in shame, he didn't know where to go next. He could go home, but... he was already in enough trouble.

He could look for Penelope, but he would risk getting hurt. If he ran away from his problems, it would only prove to her that she was right. For a moment there, he considered running away with her, and they'd both live on the streets forever. But he still had the logic, proving by now, that was a dangerous option.

Just remember, you deserved this... The man had said to him.

Hmph, those kinds of people always knew what to say.

Tears welled up in his eyes. Frustrated at this weakness, he immediately got rid of them. There was no more crying. Not after what he'd done. He decided he was going back home, even though they lied to him. Saying that he wasn't going to be... touched the way he was touched. But now... he was sure he was tainted for good. Still, he promised that he'd find Penelope, so if it took him getting this, so be it.

Standing in front of the Hotchner residence, he opened the door slowly and carefully...

A/N: - *sigh* I dont know guys, I just don't like this chapter. I feel like I could've done better but i dont know, it feels meh...