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Here's Chapter 6. As always, your reviews are welcomed and appreciated. Thank you if you're already done one!
Night had begun to set in and all three of her children were asleep again. Haley lay curled up against Penelope, finally calm enough to fall asleep. Penelope was stroking her daughter's hair and wiping her tears away. Next to her, her phone rang and she rushed to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hello Penny dear," came Kevin's nasally voice. "How're you doing right now?"
Snarling, Penelope whispered, "Kevin. You better believe me when I say this: if Derek or I get a hold of your miserable neck, you'll wish you'd never been born."
"Penny, if you want to see your daughter again, you'll come to these coordinates. Tell your husband and I'll kill your daughter without a second thought."
The line went dead and a text came in. Gently resting her daughter's head on the couch, Penelope kissed all three of her children and went to Hotch's desk to write something down for them.
Derek,
I'm sorry. Kevin contacted me. He'll kill Eden if I tell you where he is. I'm going to get her. I don't think I'll come back alive, but Eden will. I promise you that. Tell Aiden, Asher, and Haley that I love them very much and that I'll always be with them, even if they can't see me.
I love you, Hot Stuff
Penelope
A few tears hit the paper and she hurried to wipe them away. Before leaving the room, she glanced back at her sleeping children and left before she could make enough knows to wake them. On the way out, she passed Agent Anderson and said, "Anderson?"
"Yeah, Penelope?" His face was sympathetic as he looked at her.
"Please watch my children," she said quietly. "I have to make a stop somewhere."
"Of course."
Penelope got into Derek's SUV and punched in the coordinates to where the coordinates Kevin said would lead her. The GPS showed that he was in Maine in the middle of nowhere. He was probably in a secluded cabin where no one would hear Eden's screams.
She'd taken every precaution to make sure Derek couldn't follow her. She'd left her phone at the BAU so there would be no way to trace her. As she pulled out of the parking garage, she began the long drive ahead of her that would lead to her daughter's release.
It was past one in the morning when the team returned to the BAU. The scene had to be processed and they had torn the place apart searching for any clues as to where Kevin had taken Eden. There was nothing. Not a single clue as to where Eden was.
Derek immediately went to Hotch's office where Penelope and the other children were. He didn't know how he was supposed to tell her that everything at Kevin's had led to a dead end. When he opened the door, however, there was no sign of Penelope. Just his sleeping children.
Rushing out of the office, Derek found Anderson sitting at his desk, pouring over a file. "Anderson," he growled. "Where's my wife?"
"She told me she had to go somewhere around eight," he said, looking confused. "I assumed she was going to the crime scene to meet you."
"Oh God," he said, rubbing his head. "She must have gotten contacted by Kevin."
"What's wrong?" Emily asked, dropping her bag on the floor by her desk.
"It's Penelope! She's gone after Kevin," he said, rushing back to Hotch's office. He looked around for something that might tell him where she was headed. On the desk he found a note. Scanning it, he rubbed his face and ran out to Hotch and the rest of the team.
"What is it?" Hotch demanded. "Where's Penelope?"
"Kevin made contact wither her while we were away," Derek murmured. "She's gone after him."
It was three in the morning by the time Penelope reached the deserted cabin that Kevin's coordinates had led her to. There was no light, save for what was coming from the cabin. On the small porch stood Kevin, his arms crossed and vicious smile on his face. Time had not been kind to his appearance, aging him and creating someone who didn't look anything like the man she'd seen sixteen years ago. Taking a deep breath, she went forward and demanded, "Where's my daughter?"
"Come with me," he snickered. "I'll take you to her." He motioned with his hand for her to follow him inside. What she found horrified her. A large cave like area had Eden locked in, hanging from the piping still. Her face and neck were bruised and there was blood trickling down her arms. There were burns covering her arms as well.
Eden looked up and gasped when she saw her mother. "Mom! What are you doing here?"
Penelope felt tears streaming down her cheeks and opened the door to the cage. She rushed to her daughter and pulled the bonds apart, causing Eden to fall to her feet. Her legs were unsteady and she collapsed into her mother's arms. Penelope hugged her tightly and the two of them fell to the ground, Penelope holding her daughter and crying.
"Mom, you shouldn't have come!" Eden cried. "Why did you come?"
"Eden, you're my daughter. I'm always going to come when you need me," she said, more tears rolling down her cheeks. Moving closer to whisper in her ear, she said, "I'm going to distract him. The SUV is outside. You get in and you drive and you don't look back."
Burying her face against her mother's chest, Eden murmured, "I'm not leaving you behind! I won't do it."
Grasping her face, Penelope said, "Don't you even think about it. I love you so much, Eden. I'm always going to be with you. I hope you get the best out of life, okay? Always follow your heart and love unconditionally. You take care of your brothers and sister. And your father. He's going to need you."
Tears poured down Eden's cheeks. She was beginning to realize that her mother had no intention of getting out of here. She'd come to sacrifice herself for her. "Mom, don't do this. Don't leave us!" It was then that Kevin grabbed Penelope by the hair and yanked her away from Eden. "No! Let her go you bastard! Adrenaline rushed through her veins and she made a lunge for Kevin. "Let her go!" The next thing she knew, Kevin had flipped out a knife and stuck it in her abdomen. But Eden ignored the pain and kept trying to fight off Kevin.
Pushing Penelope forward and out of the cage, Kevin stuck his knife in Eden again and she stumbled backwards. She fell on her back and locked in her in. "Eden!" Penelope screamed. Kevin pulled out a gun from the back of his pants and pointed it at a bleeding Eden. Turning to Penelope, he snarled, "Strip to your panties or I'll blow your fucking daughter's brains all over this cabin!"
Penelope's eyes went wide as she realized what was about to happen to her. But her daughter was in danger of being killed. "Kevin, please don't make my daughter watch this," she begged. "Please!"
Kevin snickered wickedly. "Oh, she's going to watch, because if she doesn't I'm going to stick you. Then she'll watch me kill you. And when I'm done with you, I will force her to watch the films I make of me killing the rest of your miserable family. I think I'll start with little Haley. I'll work my way up to the twins, and then I'll cut Derek Morgan up into tiny little pieces that people won't be able to recognize his body. And then your baby will be left alone in the world."
"Kevin, don't hurt my mother! Please," Eden pleaded. "Just do it to me!"
Penelope stared wide eyed at her daughter who had just offered to get raped in order to spare her mother. "Eden? What the fuck are you doing?" she said, tears running down her cheeks.
Kevin laughed. "Your daughter may be a lot like you, Penny. But she's equally like her father: willing to sacrifice herself for anyone she loves." He looked at Eden and said, "It's pathetic. But unfortunately her noble efforts won't save you, Penny. You're going to get what's coming to you." Turning back to Penelope, he said, "Get to it, or I shoot her."
Eden began to beat her fists against the cage, shaking the metal frame to avail. "No!" she screeched as her mother began to shake with fear and unbutton her sweater.
Derek was pacing around in Hotch's office, making sure his children were staying asleep. He was wracking his brain trying to figure out how the hell he was going to find Penelope. She'd done everything she could to keep the coordinates a secret from them. She'd left her phone so they couldn't use the GPS to track her.
Then his head shot up. She'd left her phone. Rushing to Hotch's desk, he pulled his wife's iPhone up and scrolled through her recent text messages. She'd left the text with the coordinates on it. She'd forgotten to erase it.
"Hotch!" he shouted as he ran into the bullpen. "I have the coordinates!"
