-Lost in the Dark Chapter 6-

-Garcia is "interviewing" Janie-

"Did you enjoy the candy?" Garcia asked, starting off with a simple question.

"Yea, it was my favorite kind. It was strawberry." Janie said happily as she un-wrapped her second lollipop.

"My favorite is apple." Garcia added with her famous smile.

"I like that one too. Kimi's favorite is grape." Janie said as she put the candy in her mouth. When she mentioned her sister, her face lit up light a light bulb.

"What did you like to do at home with your sister?" Garcia questioned.

"She helped me draw. I like to draw animals and pictures of people. I love drawing our family." Janie answered.

"You draw Mr. Michael too?" Garcia asked carefully.

"Yea, he's my friend. He's a very nice person and does nothing wrong." She said with a definite nod. Garcia held her breath for a second. She asked more questions about their family life and Janie continued to repeat that exact same phrase every time. This worried everyone. There's only one reason she would be repeating something like that. Michael was hurting her and was making her repeat excuses. Hotch dismissed Garcia back to her office and allowed Janie to go back with her and bring back Kimberlee.

The team watched Kimberlee sweat in the interrogation room alone. Morgan was pacing. He couldn't believe this was happening. Why didn't anyone call him? Why didn't his own niece call him if she knew something was happening? She knew she didn't have to go through this alone.

"Morgan, we don't know if she knew anything." Prentiss said. She was trying her hardest to comfort him. JJ stormed into the room.

"Hotch, I think you need to come to the lobby. Michael Turner is here." JJ said. Everyone's jaws dropped to the floor.

The entire team rushed out of the room and headed to the lobby. They couldn't believe it. There he was indeed. He was right in front of them. Reid and Rossi looked back to Morgan who, if he was a cartoon, would have had steam puffing out of his ears. He inched forward.

"Where are the girls? Someone please tell me they're okay!" He exclaimed. He was pacing around the room.

"You son of a bitch…" Derek grunted and he stalked towards Michael.

"Derek?" Michael said. He began to back away from Morgan when he noticed he wasn't welcoming him in with open arms.

"Daddy?" Janie whispered from the open tech office door.

"Get the hell away from her you bastard!" A voice yelled angrily from a vacant hallway. Every turned to see a very furious Kimberlee. Janie began to run to Michael but JJ scooted her away. Kimberlee stalked ran furiously towards Michael, ready to claw his eyes out. Morgan ran and caught her mid stride. Hotch helped him hold her back, while Michael fought to get Janie.

"Stop fighting, kid! Let him go!" Morgan exclaimed.

"You let me go! You should've been there! Where the hell have you been for the past three years, Derek?" Kimberlee yelled. Morgan stood there speechless. He tried to speak, but he couldn't muster up any words. He opened and closed his mouth, but nothing came out. "That's right! You haven't been there like you promised. You promised my dad you'd take care of us, but you weren't! You just left us. And you!" Kimberlee started as she turned to Michael, "You touch her again, and I will kill you! Leave her alone!"

"I swear I don't know what she's talking about." Michael said backing up towards the door. Hotch nodded to a couple officers and they quickly handcuffed him and took him to the holding area. Janie began to scream out for him and Kimberlee was breaking down. Morgan turned back to her, but she quickly moved away.

"Don't touch me…You were never here for us…" Kimberlee said. Her tone was dark and serious. "So do me and Janie a favor, and don't be here now."

-A Few Hours Later-

Michael was still in holding and being questioned by authorities. And soon enough he asked for a lawyer. He was being charged for child molestation, but they had to prove it. Morgan could barely hold himself together, but he was trying so very hard to. He was racked with guilt and anger. He felt so guilty for not watching over his nieces, but he still didn't even have the whole story. He had to get information from Kimberlee, who obviously didn't want to see or talk to him right now. He was just so pissed off. Janie had gone to stay with his mother and his other sister, Desiree. He started to head towards Kimberlee in the interrogation room, but JJ stopped him in his tracks. She shook her head, but he moved gently passed her anyway. He didn't go in the room, but stood on the opposite side of the glass as Emily proceeded to interview her again.

Prentiss was sitting across from Kimberlee in the room. Kimberlee was shaking and could hardly control her breathing. Prentiss handed her a box of tissues and this time she actually accepted them. Before Emily could even ask her first question, Kimberlee was already beginning to tell her story.

"It started four years ago…" Kimberlee began, but Prentiss quickly interrupted her.

"I thought Michael married your mother only three years ago?" She argued.

"They did. He moved in a few months after they got engaged." Kimberlee rebutted.

"So you were only twelve when he moved in, and Janie was only four." Prentiss noted. "So after he moved in what happened?" Kimberlee's eyes began to fill with tears as she choked out an answer. From behind the glass this was already too much for Morgan to bear.

"My birthday was a few weeks later and my mom said I could have a pool party. I invited a lot of people over." She said as her voice continued to crack. "I remember it was the first time I was actually allowed to wear a two piece. I was really excited because for the first time boys were coming to my house." For the first time in days, Kimberlee had a small smile on her face as she remembered her party, but that smile quickly faded into a scowl.

"Did Michael ever do anything to you? Did he ever try to get you alone?" Prentiss asked. Her heart was twisting in a way she never knew it could. Hotch could barely listen to any of this, since he knew where this interrogation was leading. Kimberlee nodded.

"Yea…he would ask me to model off my new suit in his and my mom's bedroom. It seemed normal until he started touching me…" She admitted.

"How and where did he touch you?" Prentiss asked with a knot forming in her throat.

"He would rub my legs…my back…and my arms."

"How often did this happen?" Prentiss asked. She was terrified of the answer. Kimberlee ran her hands through her hair as she let the tears stream down her cheeks.

"Almost every day for two years."