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Hours later, Derek woke up in a private hospital room, with Emily watching over him, holding Jennifer in her arms.
Emily smiled, "We were worried," she said, looking down at Jennifer, who was reaching for her daddy.
Derek smiled slightly and sat up, but winced. "I guess thats what I should've expected, being blown up," he said, taking Jennifer, holding her close and kissing her. "Is everybody okay?"
"Nobody's seriously injured," she said, "So yea, everybody's fine..."
"'Cept Pen," he said, disappointedly.
"We're going to find her," she promised, "She's going to be fine. And Rossi has half of the five million."
"How are we going to get the other half?" asked Derek. He was getting impatient. He wanted his goddess to be in good shape so they could get married. His goddess should be okay. Nobody should be able to hurt her. She should be the boss of everybody, not the other way around.
Rossi stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, "We'll find a way," he said, "I promise, Morgan."
Derek gave him a smile, "At least your confident," he said.
"Don't I have to be?" he asked, "I can't just mope around and act like we aren't going to find her. She's too valuable and precious to all of us. I can't. If I did, we'd have no chance at finding her."
Derek nodded. "Your right."
"And you can't, either, Morgan," Rossi added. "You are one of our best profiler's. Just because your emotionally involved doesn't mean you can't do your job correctly." Rossi smiled down at Jennifer, "Plus this little sweetie needs her mummy, doesn't she?" he tickled her lightly and Jennifer cooed.
Derek smiled, "Who knew you'd be good with kids?"
"You don't know a lot about me, Morgan, nobody does," he said. "Now, can you get released today?"
"I'll go ask, sir," said Emily politely and left the room.
In moments, she returned. "You can sign yourself out whenever you want."
Derek smiled, "Good. I want to save my baby girl."
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Garcia sat against the bars of the prison cage she was in. She was silent. Emotionless. She supposed she had just lost everything that was ever important to her. Her fiancee. Her baby girl. Her friends. All the people that mattered to her were in that church.
The man glanced at her cruelly. "Do you want me to kill you?"
Garcia was silent, still.
"If you aren't going to answer, I'll just kill you slowly, put you through more pain than your family had to indure."
"Why don't you just go to hell?!" shouted Garcia, tears uncontrolably streaking her face.
"I think I'll just keep you around for my own pleasure. Your so sexy when your mad."
"Lay a hand on me, pervert, and I'll just kill you myself."
"That's an interesting thought." he smirked.
Garcia growled. "I dare you to lay a hand on me."
"No. I'll save that for later."
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"It would be so much easier to solve this if we had my baby girl," said Derek once they were at the BAU again.
Emily and JJ both sighed, sitting at their desks. "So who do you think this guy is? Do you think he was stupid enough to put his fingerprints on the letter?"
"We could always send it in..." said JJ. "Just in case."
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