A Bad Week Turns Into 2
Chapter 7
The Hard Part

AN: I don't own anything. I am going by some of the things that Morgan said to James in the episode about swimming, drinking and few other things. Writing this chapter is the hardest part of the story. Thanks for the reviews. *Warning* talk of child abuse ahead fair warning.

The movie had been over for ten minutes but neither of them had moved or said a word. It was like they both knew what was coming, but Garcia sat up turning the TV off finally. She was nervous because in a way she wanted to know, she had to know, and she wanted him to at least find some peace.

"Do you want to be in here, or we can go somewhere else?" She asked.

"Doesn't matter, I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight either way," Morgan said.

"Give me two minutes and I'll be back, I don't want to leave for any reason," Garcia said squeezing his hand. She went to the bathroom and the kitchen coming back with two bottles of water before locking the door so they wouldn't be disturbed if somebody came to check on them. "You ready?" she asked.

"No, but I want to get it over with," he replied before rearranging the pillows so he could sit back against the headboard.

"Take your time, handsome, I'm not going anywhere," she said sitting back on the bed, before taking his hand again she didn't want to let go, making sure he knew she was there.

Few minutes later they were both sitting as comfortable as they could get with what they were about to talk about being uncomfortable. They hadn't said anything yet, she was waiting for him to start and she knew it was hard, it was hard just thinking about the possible things.

"When I was thirteen, it didn't start till he took me to the damn cabin," Morgan finally said barely above a whisper. This was going to be hard he was already reliving it all with this being out in the open, he knew the team was going to ask later, he couldn't run from it, if he could just get through it right now maybe when he had to talk later it wouldn't hurt as much.

"One room or two?" she asked.

"Two, right next to each other, he didn't always stay in his room though," he said trying not to let his voice change, but she could tell there was a difference now.

"Did he ever do more than just touch?" she had to ask, that was the one thing she was terrified of, if the bastard raped him too.

"No, it was never, he… no," Morgan choked it out, he knew he'd been lucky in some ways, at least it had never gotten to that point, he'd always been terrified that it would happen when he got older, but it never did.

Penelope sent up a silent pray that had never happened. It still wasn't easier, but to know he'd never had to indoor that. She knew what it was like to watch the family members of the children who'd been raped and killed. She couldn't think of that happening to him it had hurt too much and to now know it had never gone to that level helped some.

"I just needed to know upfront about that," she said, "I had to know if he hurt you like that," she added.

"I know," he breathed out, before pulling his hand away.

"Don't," Garcia said.

"I need to move," Morgan said standing up, he felt like he was burning up, he knew what he was going to tell her next and his entire body felt like it was on fire now, "It just feels like I can't breathe."

"Stop pacing and look at me Derek," Garcia said standing up, "you have to breathe or you're going to pass out and then I'll kick your ass, because I won't let him keep doing this to you, you might have confronted him, but you're letting him still have control of you, you're letting him win because you can't talk about this, stop thinking you can't do this," she said holding onto his arm as he tried to pull away again. She didn't stop the tears, she could see his too. "I love you so much, and I will not let him win, I will not let him do this to you, he is in jail, that bastard is getting what he has coming, don't let him take you in that jail cell with him," she pleaded.

"I already feel like I'm there, like I never left that cabin, I can feel his hands on me, I can feel him touching me, Garcia, I can see him killing those boys, I can see him doing the same thing to James that he did to me, he never raped me in the scene of the word, but it might as well have been rape," Morgan said the tears were coming now and he couldn't stop them.

Garcia bit back the tears watching him was breaking her heart. He was shaking at she wasn't sure if it was from the anger he felt for letting it get to him this badly or for letting it go on for so long. "What did he do?" she asked hating to ask it but she had to get him to say it.

"Don't make me say it again," he pleaded.

"You haven't told me, letting it out will help you heal," Garcia said.

"He was drinking most the time, he wanted to go swimming, it was the lake I thought it would be fun, I was thirteen, I didn't know, I already knew how to swim, I'd went with my family before on vacation when I was nine, so I just jumped in, the next day we went he told me take my suit off, it would feel better with the water against my bare skin," Morgan had backed up against the wall in the far corner near the window in his room before he slid down the wall sitting on the floor. He couldn't stand any longer, he was sure if he did his legs would give out. He felt sick to his stomach, but he had to keep going it was too late to stop now.

Garcia sat down in front of him making him look into her eyes, "I know this hurts, but you're doing good, I'm not going to leave and I'm not going to judge you for what he did to you, I'm not going to think any less of you," she wanted to make sure he knew that, she'd repeat it as much as she had to because she was scared that he would stop if he thought other wise.

"We were having fun at first, splashing the water back and forth, laughing, and then it started," Morgan closed his eyes trying to get the images to leave, "I thought it was an accident, he brushed against me that was the first time, it happened few more times before we got out. I didn't know why he was doing it, I pushed it away, I just thought it was nothing, maybe it was an accident since we were in the water," he said.

"How could you know, don't think other wise, you were scared," Pen said moving beside him letting him lean against her.

"He let me drink with him that night, and I thought it was cool, my mom wouldn't even drink in front of me, and I actually got to try it," Morgan said taking comfort in her arms.

"I'm the one here right now, hold on to that," she said knowing he was remembering what had happened as if he was there.

"He didn't do anything else, not then, and it was like it hadn't happened. It didn't stay like that, the next night we'd talked, we didn't go swimming or anything, and he acted like nothing had happened still till he started drinking again, it started all over, but this time it wasn't an accident, he just reached over and touched me, I didn't want to make him mad so I never said anything."

"It didn't stop there did it?" Garcia asked already knowing the answer.

"No," he replied trying to breathe through the tears but it was hard.

"What happened before you left that first weekend?" she asked wiping at her tears making soothing circles on his back, her heart felt like it was shattered in tiny little pieces listening to him as the last of the walls he'd kept up for so long started to crumble.

"We went swimming again, I didn't want to take my suit off, and I didn't, but he still touched me, I just wanted to leave, and when I got home I went to church and I prated he'd stop, I begged for it to stop, I couldn't tell my mom she was still hurting from my dad's death," he said.

Garcia knew he hadn't believed in years, and he'd told her long time ago he didn't believe, she'd never asked him to go with her to church, because she knew she couldn't force him to do something he didn't want to. "Do you want to take a break?" she asked.

He shook his head no before taking a breath and continuing, "I was straighten up one afternoon, he came in the office and he had that look in his eyes, the same one he'd had at the cabin, I tried to get out of their, said I had homework, but he told me to just do it here, I could practice when I was finished, so I just did what he asked, there was other kids there so he couldn't do anything unless he wanted to get caught I guess, he waited till they left, he sat beside me and leaned over close to me, he started touching me again, my back at first then he moved lower," he couldn't finish it hurt too much now and all he wanted to do was throw up. He pulled away sitting up to stop the popcorn from coming back up.

Garcia let him move away some, she was really wanting to kill the bastard that had hurt him this much. "If you need to puck go ahead, I'm not going to think your weak, you're my hero, don't ever forget that," she said.

Morgan shook his head no; he wasn't going to let this get to him until he was throwing up. "It only got worse after that day, but I just didn't want him to leave, I couldn't deal with somebody else dying, my grandmother died few months later and I showed up for practice the day after her funeral, he made me stay in his office and after practice he just talked at first, telling me he was sorry for my loss and everything, but he took advantage of the fact that I was upset over her death, you probably can guess the rest," he said not wanting to say it.

"Yeah, you don't have to tell me, he kept touching you after that didn't he?" she asked.

"Everyday, at some point he always did, and I let him because I didn't know how to say no, I was scared of what he would do if I said no," Morgan said.

"I know you don't want to think about this part baby, and you don't have to give me an answer if you don't want to, but…" Garcia didn't know if she could ask. It hurt her to even think about it. "When he touched you, did it ever, did you…" she stopped she couldn't finish it because he looked into her eyes and she knew the answer, "I'm sorry," she said.

"This is not your fault, and I know that even though I couldn't tell anybody that it's not my fault, it feels like it, and those kids' deaths feels like my fault," he said not meeting her eyes.

"Their deaths are not on your hands do you understand that, Derek?" she asked making him look back at her, "He killed them, and he killed Damien to keep him quiet so he could continue doing what he did to you and what he was doing to James, it took a hell of a lot to confront him."

"I know it did, every time I came home I'd see him, it felt like I was still thirteen years old and back at that cabin, I have dreaded coming home every year," he replied the tears had subsided for now.

"Did you go back to the cabin?" she asked.

"I spent a week there that summer that, worst summer since my dad had died, he'd get in the bed and just lay there beside me, he didn't touch me at first, but it started just like I knew it would, he'd talk to me tell me how good I felt, he didn't stop he kept talking and then he took my hand and made me touch him, I cried until he let out this noise, I couldn't stop crying that night, when he left I cried myself to sleep, the rest of that week he did the same thing before bed, the last night he didn't leave, he stayed," Morgan said, "I can't, it's too hard, I can't do this any more," he said moving away tears covering his face.

Pen let him get up, but she followed him to the bathroom, as he walked out of the room. She didn't let him shut the door instead she pushed it back open pulling him back into her arms. "It's okay we can stop, I want ask you anything else, but I need to know when it stopped?" She asked.

"The day I graduated," Morgan said, "He wanted me to come to his house, but I never did, instead Sarah, Des and me took off to the beach with my mom, two weeks later I moved out and found an apartment near the campus, got a job and put everything behind me," he said feeling her here to talk to had made this easier than he'd thought it would be and his heart didn't feel like it was broken beyond repair.

"What you say we go and get some sleep?" she asked not wanting for him to talk about it anymore.

"I can't sleep, talking helped, but I'm not going to be able to sleep," Morgan said.

"Okay, how about we watch some more movies then?" she asked.

"Just not Disney," he said with slight smile.

"Fine, but your mom doesn't have satellite so you better find a movie this time," Garcia said.

It was almost three in the morning and they'd fallen asleep halfway through the movie they'd started few hours earlier. Garcia was snuggled into Morgan's arms with her head on his chest. She felt safe being close to him, and hoped he would be okay in the weeks to come. Derek was sleeping fine, he'd feared falling asleep knowing the nightmares were going to come, but they hadn't.

The next few days flew by, Morgan and Garcia spending time together, not leaving the other alone. They went to James' football game the day after Damien's funeral. That had been the hardest part, going to the funeral. Morgan had told his mom and sisters what had happened, and they went with Garcia and him to the funeral. Afterwards, they had gone to eat bringing James with them. Fran didn't want to leave her son alone that entire day, she also told James that if he ever need somebody to talk to and Derek wasn't able to because he was on a case or something to come talk to her. There was just one more thing that Morgan wanted to do before he left. It was more of something he had to do though, than wanted.

"I shouldn't be doing this," Detective Gordinski said.

"You want me to remind you about having my fiancé stuck in that integration room for a whole day and half the night?" Garcia asked giving him a look.

"You have told me six times now," he said back.

"I will tell you again if I have to or I will show you why I'm the Oracle of Quantico," Garcia said back.

"You have ten minutes, but I don't know anything," Gordinski said walking away letting one of the other officers take them back. He didn't want to know what favor Garcia wanted.

James didn't know if he wanted to do this after all, he'd wanted to come with Morgan and Garcia, he needed his own closer, and seeing the man that had been molesting him for the last year behind bars was going to give him some of that. The other would come when in two months at the trial.

"Last chance to back out, kid," Derek said.

"No, we both need to do this," James said back as he felt Garcia take his hand, "Thanks," he said giving her a smile.

"You're part of this family now, your Derek's friend and we are friends now; that makes us family in my book," Penelope said.

"Trust me, she's going to be the one calling you every week to make sure you are okay," Morgan said with a smile, "now let's get this over with and go have some fun before we have to leave," he added.

Until the trial in two months Carl Buford was stuck at the jail, which meant he couldn't do anything besides sit in his cell. The last three people he expected to see was the three that showed up.

"Don't even talk, you're going to listen you bastard," Penelope said before he even spoke, "You don't get to say your sorry or anything like that, because you will never be sorry for what you did," she added.

Morgan took hold of her hand, he needed to do this, and he'd only said what he needed to get Buford to confess; now he needed to get the rest out. "You made me think what you did to me was okay, it wasn't, you made me believe that I shouldn't tell you no because I couldn't get what I wanted to get out of this place without your help. I was wrong, and I worked everyday of my life to get myself out of here, you were a part of that, but you destroyed apart of me that I thought I'd never get back, you took something you should never have taken and I let you for so long I was scared I'd lose everything and that nobody would believe me, but I was wrong, and now I have a job that puts bastards like you way, what you did to me ate me up for so long," Morgan said, but he refused to cry this time, he'd done that for the last week, and Garcia had been right there beside him every single night holding him as he'd cried, and after four days the images were fading and he'd finally gotten to make love to her again.

"I got that part of my soul back, two half years ago, when I met my best friend, I'm marrying her now and she's showed me that I can't let you steal the rest of my life and I'm not going to either, I never wanted to have kids, because I knew you were still out there, and other people just like you," Morgan said, "I know there are still people like you out there, Carl, but guess what, Penelope and my baby will grow up and I will make damn sure I protect him or her from bastards like you," he said, "I can leave here and know for the first time in a long time that I don't have to hide what happened because I have a family, and James is apart of that family now," Derek said before he looked over at James.

"I'm going to make sure you never get out of here and Derek's going to help me," James said, "You killed my best friend, to keep him and me quiet, it didn't work, I am not going to be quiet, and I know that what you did to me," he stopped, "You're going to pay for it," he finished.

Morgan and James went to walk away, they'd dealt with their demon finally, and they both could finally put this behind them, but they weren't going to forget what happened. "I got something to say to you," Garcia said, "You tore apart of Morgan's soul away, but you didn't get to keep it, I gave him that light back, and I'm not going to let you keep James' either, you don't get their souls, you get this lonely jail cell and then you get a prison. I help put away child molesters and I know what they do to people like you in prison, I hope you enjoyed what you did, because you're going to get it back, if they find out what you did, the other prisoners are going to come after you," she said before walking away taking Derek and James' hand.

TBC

AN: One more chapter ahead, I hope you like the ending of this chapter. I don't know if it could happen in the real world, but I wanted James and Derek to have some closer to the hell they went through. The next chapter is going to be happy I promise. I didn't write the part about Morgan telling his sisters and mom, but I did mention that he told them. Thanks for the reviews.