Mother, I know you well enough to guess that you jumped ship once you couldn't get hold of me. I am fine so you don't have to worry about me in that respect. I'm not in my apartment , or should I say former apartment. Yes former, I've moved, left the country and I've left no forwarding address, to anyone. Don't bother trying to go to my company looking for me, they won't tell you were I am.
You can consider this a good-bye mother. I love you because you are my mother. But as a person I don't like you at all. You are not a nice or even a good person. What you are is mean, selfish and arrogant. You managed to drive away my two brothers and sister out of your life and clear across the country. Our poor father, you hastened his death by trying to over-rule everything he wanted. By being a bully, yes mother you are a bully.
I shall never forgive you for destroying my marriage, and forcing me into the divorce. I just wasn't strong enough to stop you, trying to learn how to walk again, not to mention my own personal care and talking.
In case you forgot mother I am not a child who needs his mother to teach him how to do things, I had help in the hospital and the rehab center. They are the ones with the experience in knowing how to teach people who have had a stroke. But no, you had to butt your way into my care, in doing so you delayed my progress. If it wasn't for my friends the few you didn't manage to scare off I don't think I would have survived.
Because of you I lost the love of my life, Penelope. She brought me joy and laughter. Two things that I missed growing up, she taught me how to be silly and enjoy being alive. Most importantly she taught me to love and be loved with no strings. But you killed that love, just like you killed the love my siblings and father had for you.
Thinking back now, I should have left you long ago. Just like dad told me to while he was dying. He told me to run and get as far away from you as I could because you would suck the life out of me, or else you would try and dictate my life and friends to how you want them to be. But I felt bad for you, everyone else had left you and you were all alone. Now you really will be alone. Congratulations mother for driving off the last of your children.
Mother, I do hope that somehow you fined peace and happiness in your life. So good bye mother, next time I see you will be at your funeral, your attorney knows how to reach me, and no he won't tell you either.
Your son, Sam.
Hotch volunteered to clean the kitchen while Penelope worked on fixing the laptop and finding the lost report. Hearing his son laugh loudly and joyfully he knew he had done the right thing. She was, is a beautiful person to have in their lives.
She communicates with Jack the same way she communicated with him, she spoke and his son typed. He stood there watching the two of them letting himself daydream about a future.
His musing were shattered when an incessant pounding on her door, as well as the flickering of the lights in her apartment. Both of them going on at the same time, without stopping.
"Jack take Penelope into the.. " is as far as he gets when he sees Penelope stand up reach behind her desk and hand Jack a baseball bat, she puts him in the corner before she reaches into the desk drawer and pulls out a stun gun, only then does she go and stands in front of Jack.
"You forgot you were signing at the same time. Habit I guess. I'm not expecting anyone at all."
Hotch opens the door quickly hoping to startle the whoever is knocking, with so much force they would fall onto the apartment floor.
Catching Tony as he stumbles he lets out a breath of air slowly, then stands aside letting Tony in the apartment.
Seeing that it is Tony, Penelope shakes her head the quickly signs. "Sei uno stronzo" she puts the computer on a game for Jack then steps closer to where the men are.
"I'm sorry." He says to her talking at the same as he signed so Hotch can be included into the conversation.
"What are you here?" she asks then waits for him to sign back to her.
"I got a call from a friend , Margret was seen at the airport she must have left the cruise early. Yes I know I should have butted out but I didn't, so sue me. I put the word out to a few of my friends," Seeing the smirk on her face he relents. "Okay I spread the word to everyone I know and they passed it on, brothers of the badge and all that. Besides you have your own little badge don't you?"
"I just wanted you to be prepared if she comes looking for you. Does she know where you live? That lady is crazy I don't want you to be unprepared if she shows up here."
Penelope shakes her head no. "I talked the rental company into letting me use an alias, my mother's maiden name is on the paperwork. They won't tell who lives in the buildings, too many agents and single women live in them, a couple of lawyers too."
Hotch looks at Tony. "Thank you for informing us."
Tony nods once . "Sam mentioned that he was thinking about leaving her a letter at her apartment. So if he did it, might just push her over the edge. What is it you mind readers call it? The stressor. Right?"
"You're not as dumb as you like people to believe you are Tony. Do you know how fast I can pull the paper work to make you a full time agent in my department?"
"You're bluffing, I'm not fit to be a field agent and besides I'm already teaching your newbie's isn't that enough?"
Hotch looks at Penelope with an expression that she just can't read. But one that Tony has no trouble seeing through. "Hey Jack, you want to go buy some ice cream, you can help me pick out what your dad likes best." Tony asks signing at the same time.
"Dad?" Jack asks
"I think that's a great idea, I would love some ice cream." Penelope tells them.
Hotch waits until Penelope is out of the room, turning he looks at Tony. "I wish I had gotten a hold of you first, you're a natural profiler."
"I'm a better cop, than I ever was an agent. Now I know who Penelope was talking about at least."
