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The door opened and the taunting laugh echoed, they all had heard it on the film, they looked in the only direction they could right there and then and that was straight ahead, straight at Penelope. They heard walking behind them and then a figure in their right peripheral. Penelope's eyes watched the figure as he approached her, he bent down and ran his hand around her face, she flinched and recoiled in disgust at the touch. He then grabbed her shoulders and picked her up; he slammed her against the wall and ignored the incessant struggles that came from behind him. He leant in allowing his breath to begin tickling Penelope's ear as he spoke.

'Third time lucky... we have some catching up to do.' The team watched Penelope as he eyes closed. 'You might have got away last time Penelope but not this time.' They then saw her whimper slightly in his grasp and he began to laugh again. He then released her shoulders slightly and held her awkwardly against the wall by her throat. He spoke louder this time. 'Do you realise how easy it would be to just break your pretty little neck right now?' Penelope began to gather strength from somewhere, her past was not about to become her present. She looked him square in the eyes. 'I bet you're a little shocked to be looking into the eyes of a man that tried to kill you, a man that your brother killed.' She blinked. 'Well we'll get to that later.' He pushed on her throat, cutting some air off. 'For now I think you deserve to come with me... see some old faces.' And with that he grabbed her shoulders again and near enough dragged her around the team as they tried to pull at their ties to get free. Then the door slammed shut and they were all left to reel in their own worry and imagination.

No sense of day, no idea of the shift of light meant no one knew how much time lapsed since Penelope had been taken, then they heard the door as it flung open. 'We had fun didn't we Penelope.' Chase said as he flung her down forcefully. 'Great to have a catch up with old acquaintances, wouldn't you say Penelope. Looking forward to some fun later.' He looked at the team, Hotch's, Derek's and Rossi's eyes emblazoned with fury. Emily, JJ and Reid's focus went from Chase to Penelope. He then smirked and exited the room, door shutting and locking behind him. All attention immediately on Penelope, this unnerved her, never one for centre of attention yet here she was with 6 pairs of eyes on her. She wanted to scream that she had just been touched by dirty hands, hands that belonged to drug dealers, and women beaters and robbers and killers but she couldn't. The one thing that gave it away was the look in her eyes, Derek winked at her and she smiled slightly around the gag. They then fell into a silence that wasn't eerie but thoughtful and important.

The next time Chase re-entered he removed the gags from their mouths, including Penelope's and then pulled her to her feet, he wrapped his arms around her closing the proximity of their bodies and untied her hands, before she could react he had her by her wrists, her hands above her head, body squashed to hers. She smirked at him and his face contorted with confusion. 'What's so funny Penelope?'

'You don't see it do you?' She said quietly to him, never losing eye contact.

'See what?'

'I can look you in the eyes and not flinch... like right now, what am I doing?'

'You know that threat I said earlier? About your pretty little neck? Keep going the way you are and I will make it a reality.'

'No you won't.'

'How much are you willing to bet?'

'Well if you had wanted me dead you wouldn't play cat and mouse again.'

He smirked this time. 'Want to know why I'm not 6 feet under?'

'Enlighten me.'

'Your brother got my brother.' He saw her eyes widen and he chuckled. 'Poor little Mark... shame we were identical or he might be alive right now.' He then pulled her off the wall and spun her around, tying her arms together again. He then pushed her down harder than before a little shocked with how Penelope had become. Not expecting her to thrive and blossom into an independent being who looked fear in its eyes and didn't flinch when it looked her back dead straight. What he had done to her should have made her curl up and hate life, hate it for what it could do but not this. He left in an evident tiff with what he had taken on.

'Pen...'

'I'm fine...' She looked at them. 'Honest.' She then looked down at floor. 'I'm sorry.'

Everyone looked at one another. 'This is nowhere near your fought Penelope.' Hotch said in his boss voice, hoping inside that hearing that tone of voice would knock some sense into them.

'Yeah baby girl... we don't blame you.' She looked up at him and he smiled and some more worries dispersed from her tense posture. She began to stand. 'Pen what are you doing?'

'I'm going to untie your hands.' She replied as she got her balance the best she could with her legs still bound. She then started to hop, surprisingly light considering her legs were still tied together/

'How?'

'It's going to be difficult... but if I work on Derek's then he is the stronger one.' She continued to go on as she made her way to Derek, she then put her hands in his and he squeezed it reassuringly, he then felt her get to work. 'Right pretend I haven't done anything.' She said after working on his hands for what felt like forever. She then hastily made her way back to her spot on the floor just as the door opened.

'Taster session.' Chase said as he approached. When he was close enough he swung and hit Penelope around the face, she ran her tongue along her teeth and then her lip, over the new cut and then smiled, she as prepared to have fun with this.

'You're a lot weaker than I recall.'

'I did beat you good those days we spent together didn't I? But my physic is better.' He boasted and then defended; trying hard to ignore the insult Penelope had just passed his way.

'Still got the huge ego going on then.'

'Oh Penelope you wound me.' He then picked her up once again as though it was routine. He then back handed her. 'Never thought I'd have had you down as one to back chat to me.'

'You seem to not think at all.' She responded with the sting still in her cheek, her voice void of any emotion. 'Never were the cleverest soul were you?' She now taunted him, if anything in life had taught her it was to pick holes in the most unexpected ways, Penelope nick picking and back chatting was unexpected to how Chase had last seen Penelope.

'That's why Penelope, I left it all up to you.'

'Ever wonder why you coke was always out a couple of grams... or you had odd amounts of money accounted for?' She surveyed his features. 'Of course not because you dyslexic little gangster soul didn't want to make itself look an idiot in front of his 'homies' so he trusted the girlfriend.'

He charged at her then, her eyes didn't flicker once, he put a hand around her throat and pushed her towards the farther wall, the one now to the left on the team, they all looked in horror as Penelope chocked against the grip, Rossi and Emily looking at Derek as he started to finish the job Penelope had started. 'What did I say about making me look stupid?'

'I was told never to lie.' She answered somewhat strained but saw the very hard man unravelling before he very eyes as she showed no fear any more. 'You. Don't. Scare. Me.' She spat out almost as though the words were venom.

'I better have.' He then threw her across the floor to the space behind the team, they all strained their necks to look, Derek's hand making faster haste, the other's trying desperately to break free.

They heard the wind get knocked out of Penelope a couple of times before Chase spoke again. 'I want to know something.'

'What's that?'

'Well actually see something.' He picked her up and pulled her to the wall she had originally been against when she had first woken up, the team looked on confused never once stopping their attempts to get free, he placed her in front of himself where the light was bright and clearer to see things. Penelope spat out some blood and looked at him with a smug grin on her face again. He grabbed her head and twisted it, moving her hair aside to look behind her ear.

She laughed as he checked the other ear. 'You didn't seriously think I would brand myself with your initials right?'

'But... you bitch! How?'

'It's called henna... I never wanted that tattoo so I never got it.'

Chase absolutely fuming now at another disobedient act that Penelope had just unearthed. He liked his women to get a tattoo of his initials behind their ear to make a mark. He raised his arm, his hand in a clenched fist as he went to punch Penelope a larger hand grabbed it and pulled him around, there he was greeted with the unleashed fury of Derek Morgan.