Thanx for the reviews so far guys, it is very much appreciated

Once again I forgot to mention that sadly nothing is owned by me, merely borrowing them for my own (and hopefully your enjoyment). There we go so as you can see no copyright intended.

This was originally going to follow Chapter 1, but my mind refuses to let me write the next sequence of events until it has explored what has happened so far from PG's point of view. Depending on what you my darling readers think, this double point of view may continue throughout the story or it may not. Lemme know what you think as ultimately you make the decision

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Penelope Garcia finally made it into her apartment. She could hardly believe it herself. This had to be two of the most suckiest weeks that she had ever worked in the BAU for. Damn these unsubs not only do they have to go around in the world doing the wacked out evil crap they do, but then they have the nerve to bring it into her domain, into her cyber world, using the internet to buy and sell children for their sick sexual fantasies. To Penelope, this was the stuff her darkest nightmares were made of. Not only were they investigating, the torture and deaths of five children from San Antonio, but once the press had released information about the fact the BAU was working the case, seven more were kidnapped and subsequently killed before her and her team of superheroes managed to stop them. During her years working with the FBI Penelope Garcia had seen some truly shocking images upon her screens, but this, this was so beyond anything she had ever seen before.

Dumping her go bags on the floor by the sofa she headed over to the fridge a pulled out a bottle of wine and proceeded to pour herself a glass. God she was so happy to be home, and thankful, uber thankful to the boss man for the fact the entire team had the next two days off. A bath was order tonight though, a bath with lots and lots of bubbles. A bath to wash away the filth that was associated with this case. As she wandered through her apartment her thoughts inevitably drifted to her best friend and how he was coping with the whole thing. Cases involving abused children always got to him, and after such cases he would isolate himself from everyone, well everyone except her. He would never talk about things that happened with Carl Buford, not even to her, and she would never dream of pushing him on such a topic. But to be able to be there with him, if her presence bought him even a moments comfort, then she would quite literally move heaven and earth, hack God himself, to see that that single moment happened for him. Penelope walked into the bathroom and began to fill the tub, adding salts and jasmine bubble bath, and lighting the candles she had for days such as these. Days which were frighteningly so, becoming more and more frequent, with every passing year at the BAU. Shaking off such thoughts, she shut the door, stripped off and relaxed herself into, her own little slice of heaven.

Over an hour later Penelope was freshly bathed, and dressed in a comfy pair of pyjama bottoms and an old FBI field shirt of Derek's, one from the growing pile of clothes he had left at her home. Beginning to feel somewhat human again she headed into the kitchen, for a glass of water and her cell. It was whilst walking to the kitchen that she noticed her front door slightly ajar.

What on earth...I could've sworn I closed that...Damn PG you are totally more wiped than you thought, right close it, check , lock it, check now double check it...Good girl, now cell phone and glass of water then to bed with you Wonder Woman, you obviously need the shut eye, if not the beauty sleep.

Penelope was just drifting off to sleep when she heard it, the unmistakeable sound of someone walking over her loose floorboard. Derek was supposed to fix it but then they all got called away on this case so it had remained unattended to. A fact of which she wasn't sure if she was glad about or not right at this moment.

Oh God, there's someone here...don't panic Penny, keep quiet listen, double check...Oh shit, there's definitely someone here...what do I do, what do I do...focus, they think you're asleep still, if you can get to the bathroom, use the lock in there to keep them out and call for help. What if they see me...if they see me I'm in trouble. Damn Reid and his stupid ability to sprout out facts about everything including home invasions...almost 80% of people attacked during a home invasion are so because they woke up and investigated the noise, those who remained asleep throughout the burglary were mostly left unharmed. Shit they didn't even know they had unwelcomed guests until the next morning when hey guess what the TV is missing, that settles it I am so getting a big mean guard dog. One that will rip the bollocks off of anyone in my home without an invitation...FUCK...ok Penny, get to the bathroom and call for help...1, 2, 3...GO.

Sprinting from the bed Penelope made it to the bathroom and locked the door. She just made it to the toilet seat when whoever it was started pounding on the door.

Oh shit, God this is so not happening right now, Ahh go away please just take whatever you want and leave.

Grabbing her cell, she dialled the only person she felt safe around Derek.

Please pick up please pick up, come on Derek answer your cell baby please...Mama needs you, please Derek I'm scared, please answer the phone...Oh God the lock's never gonna hold, oh god...please Derek please...

"Baby Girl...Penelope" came Derek's voice on the line

Just then the lock gave and the door flew open, Penelope dropped the phone as the intruder barrelled into the bathroom. Penelope let out an ear piercing scream as she was bodily dragged from the room and out into the hallway. Whoever it was they had a firm grip on her by her hair and the more she struggled the tighter their grip became. Once out into the hallway they back handed her across the face sending her sprawling to the floor. Looking up she could see nothing to indicate to her who this person was, as they dragged her to her feet only to land more blows on her, once again sending her sprawling to the ground. After the third time she hit the floor whoever it was no longer bothered to drag her to her feet, they just started raining down blows all over her body, any place they could reach, whilst shouting words at her that she could no longer hear. Penelope curled herself into the smallest ball possible as the blows and kicks continued to fall on her battered body, the whole while she kept her eyes closed and prayed for it to end. Somewhere in the distance she could hear Derek's voice, telling her he was on his way.

Derek, thank every deity know to man...he's coming you bastard...he's coming

It was with the knowledge that her Hot Stuff was coming to her rescue that Penelope Garcia let the dark wave of unconsciousness take her, even though her attacker continued to land their painful blows. Her saviour, her dark knight, was coming for her.