Derek rushed from the hospital unable to clear his mind of Savannah's threat. He wasn't sure if she was serious or just hysterical from what had happened between them. Nonetheless, he needed to get as far away from the woman as possible. Savannah had never shown any signs of being a crazy psycho...then his phone rang it was Penelope. What would he say? How could he tell her that he couldn't be with her and that he'd decided to stay with Savannah after all? He loved her too much and breaking her heart was like breaking his own.

Derek ignored the call letting it go to voicemail. He knew it would make her worry but he was clueless on how to tell her about Savannah. So he drove and kept driving turning the radio up to its fullest volume to drown out the sound of the ringing phone in the background.

After almost an hour of driving around, Derek pulled into the lot. He knew what he had to do there was no way of avoiding the mess he'd created in his life. Closing the door of his truck and climbing the steps of the apartment building, he took a minute before pressing the doorbell.

Savannah smiled past the pain. Her lip was swollen and her jaw was tender to the touch but it was nothing compared to the pain she'd felt when Derek had announced that he was ending their relationship. She rubbed her hand across her bruised ribs reminding her of the beating she'd endured. She was so sure that Derek would change his mind, consumed with guilt he'd come to his senses and realize that he loved her after all. But that's not what happened. He'd come running to be by her side of course, but she saw it in his eyes that his mind had not changed.

She'd found out about his affair with Penelope quite by accident. An overheard conversation between the two shortly before Derek had left for his last case, witnessed by Kevin Lynch lurking in the halls. The bespeckled geek was quick to find her number and call her…he thought she ought to know…thought it important for her to know the truth about the man she lived with…it was the least he could do he told her. She knew the conniving weasel's agenda but nonetheless, she tucked the information away for later.

Savannah never dreamed she'd be using the knowledge so soon. If she were to be honest she'd always felt that there was something between the two professed best friends. Still, her arrogance had convinced her that the blonde geek was no match for her and keeping Derek's attention would be a piece of cake. She was wrong, dead wrong.

Sam grimaced as he ran his hand under the cool stream of water. His knuckles were scraped and sore; still weeping blood even though it had been nearly three hours since he'd bruised them. She'd assured him that they'd heal in a few days, long before he'd have to explain how he injured them.

Reaching for the drying towel, Sam wrapped his hand. Grabbing a beer from the fridge he headed to the living room. His heart was still pounding furiously as he plopped his body down on the couch and reached for the remote. How had he let himself be talked into such a bazaar scheme, he thought to himself. It was outrageous to think that it would work. Savannah's phone call was desperate and convincing and the assurance that Penelope would return to him was enough for him to agree to help her. He'd never hit a woman in his life and the fact that he had now sickened him. Yet, he did it…over and over he pounded the beautiful brunette at her command. He was terrified but he had to admit that it had brought him some relief from his pent up anger and frustration at being dumped by Penelope.

Penelope checked her watch as she paced the floor of her small apartment. He hadn't called and he hadn't answered her calls. It wasn't like him because he knew she'd worry…they agreed long ago not to make each other worry. She couldn't help but wonder if he had changed his mind about them. Seeing Savannah hurt may have sparked his feelings for her again. She kept pacing, pushing away those old feelings birthed long ago from her fear and insecurities. He'd vowed to do anything to be with her but he'd made the same promise to Savannah. Derek had been gone for over three hours without a word. Absentmindedly, she ran her hand across her stomach praying that his words to her would not one day haunt her.

Derek waited nervously. He could hear the footsteps on the other side of the door and a familiar voice assuring him that they were coming. Then the door swung open. He knew his unannounced visit would be a surprise but he hoped that he'd done the right thing by coming.

"Morgan? This is a surprise."

"Hotch…hey…I'm sorry to bother you…"

"No, no come in."

Morgan stepped inside and chuckled at the sight of clutter scattered around the room signs of a young boy and a bachelor co-existing in a small space. Hotch noticed his demeanor even though his friend tried desperately to hide it.

"Can I offer you anything?"

"No. I'm good. Thanks."

"What can I do for you?"

"Hotch, I'm in trouble."

"Please have a seat."

Hotch motioned to the couch across the room and took the chair next to it. Morgan looked toward the bedroom and Hotch picked up on his concern.

"Don't worry, Jessica is picking Jack up from school today and he's spending the night with his cousins. Now, tell me what's going on."

"First, you have to promise not to get pissed…"

"Morgan…"

"Okay, okay." He exhaled nervously before going on. "Garcia is pregnant."

"Okay, I guess I can't be too surprised she does have a boyfriend maybe she and Sam decided to…"

"It's my baby." Morgan interrupted.

"What did you just say?"

"It's my baby, Hotch. Garcia and I are having a baby."

"I didn't even know you two were together…what happened to Sam and Savannah?"

"We aren't together, I mean we are now but…we weren't together when…"

Hotch waved his hands in the air trying to make sense of what he was hearing and not sure he wanted to hear any more details of how Morgan and Garcia were going to have a baby…together."

"So is this the trouble you're talking about?"

"Yes…no…Savannah found out somehow and…"

"Damn! Morgan, how stupid can you be?"

"I know I know! Stupid is not even the word for it! But now Savannah is trying to blackmail me and threat…"

"Wait, blackmail you for what? You got another woman pregnant while you were in a relationship with her. That makes you a cheater not an ax murderer. I've never known that to be enough to ruin anyone's life."

"Apparently for Savannah, it is."

"I'm confused. Start over and tell me what's going on."

Morgan took the next several minutes explaining every detail of the last several hours since they'd returned from their last case. He explained how he learned of the pregnancy, Penelope breaking up with Sam and his breakup with Savannah. Then he told him about the call from the hospital informing him that Savannah had been attacked and how she threatened to tell the police that he was her attacker if he didn't agree to stay with her.

"Have you told Garcia?"

"No man, she's been blowing up my phone but I can't bring myself to tell her what happened."

"You've got to tell her. If nothing else you need to call her and let her know you're alright."

"She's probably worried sick, Hotch! What am I supposed to tell her…that Savannah's going to send me to jail if I don't stay with her?"

"That's exactly what you tell her."

"But it will break her heart. I can't do that. I don't care what Savannah does, I'm not leaving Penelope and I damn sure am not going to be forced to be with her."

"Then you'll spend the next several years in jail."

"But I didn't do anything!"

"Morgan, you're in trouble here. It doesn't matter if you're innocent. Just the mere accusation of this sort of assault could destroy your career. Even if we prove your innocence later, it will always be a cloud over your head!"

"So, what are you saying, that I give Savannah what she wants?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"But what about Penelope?"

Home of Penelope Garcia – Two hours later –

She knew her friend was coming but Penelope nearly jumped out of her skin when her doorbell began buzzing. She hurried to the door looking through the peephole and exhaled trying to gather her emotions before opening the door.

"JJ! How is he? Please tell me he's okay!"

"Settle…he's fine. Calm down."

"I can't calm down! What am I supposed to think when you call me and tell me it's an emergency but you can't tell me over the phone!"

JJ listened to her friend ramble as she guided them both to the kitchen. She knew Garcia would be a wreck and she made a mental note to kick Morgan's ass for it later. For now her first order of business was to get Penelope to calm down and listen to what she had to say.

"How about I make us some tea while you sit and try and to calm down."

JJ was quite familiar with the quaint kitchen. She easily found two cups and Penelope's extensive tea collection. As she began filling the kettle, Garcia reluctantly took a seat at the round table near the window.

"I've been pacing these floors for hours, JJ. I thought something had happened to Derek or that he…"

"What, changed his mind about you two?"

JJ looked over her shoulder at her friend who was now wiping tears from her eyes.

"Garcia, Morgan loves you. He's not going to change his mind and he's not going to just lay down and let Savannah hurt you or your baby."

"I don't want to raise this baby alone, but I can't let him go to jail because of me!"

JJ had gotten a call from Hotch as did the rest of the team shortly after Morgan's visit. She'd been ordered to pick up Garcia while Hotch and Morgan briefed the others. JJ had given Garcia a few details but not much else. She was worried about what was going to happen but at least Derek was in one piece and for now that was all that mattered.

"He's not going to jail. Hotch has it all under control. Savannah forgot that we're family and family takes care of each other."

JJ poured the hot water into the cups and joined Penelope at the table. Wiping fresh tears from her cheek, Penelope looked up at her friend and managed to smile in slight relief.

"So…you and Morgan…Wow, I can't wait to hear this!"

Potomac General Hospital –

Savannah smiled broadly and she relaxed against the pillows as he stepped through the door. It had taken him longer to return than she liked but she'd punish him for that later. Now, however, was her time to gloat and confirm that he was on board with her plans. His little temper tantrum of taking nearly eight hours to return to her was not going to distract her. He was here and that was all that mattered.

"You are so lucky I love you, Derek Morgan."

"This is love?"

"You were supposed to be back hours ago. It doesn't take that long to tell your little wench goodbye but I'll let you off the hook this time."

"Just be happy. I'm here, okay…so now what?"

"Now we put this little transgression behind us and move on with our lives."

"Please don't tell me that you're willing to let the person who attacked you get away just to get back at me. Damn, Savannah. I've heard of taking advantage of someone else's misery, but your own?"

"Derek, baby I made you a promise and I'm going to keep it and in return you're going to keep yours to me."

Derek wanted to strangle the woman looking back at him. She was so confident in her desperation to have him that she never considered that her plan never stood a chance of working.

"Savannah, you're a beautiful, smart woman why would you want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with you?"

Savannah lifted her hand from the bed and reached for him beckoning him to come closer. He took the steps necessary to reach her bedside and stood angrily looking down on her.

"I love you Derek and I know you still love me. We can get over this. I know we can. I'm willing to be patient…but not too patient." She chuckled.

He shook his head not able to believe that his life had come to this. He watched her as she grabbed his hand and wrapped her well-manicured fingers around it. He felt her tug him toward her and his stomach churned.

"I am only here because you threatened to send me to jail. Please don't make any mistake in believing otherwise."

"It doesn't matter, lover. I have you now and she doesn't. I win. I always win."