AN: Having issues re-writing these next few chapters with Will not dying. I am trying to tie up all the loose ends without making it drag too long. If I miss a loose end, give me a heads up so I can fix it. We still have drama coming up…I just have to get there first

Derek had just sat down in one of the hard chairs in the waiting room when he saw the doctor coming towards him. Panicking, he jumped up and closed the distance rapidly. "What's wrong?" He said quickly.

"Nothing's wrong." Dr. Axtell said trying to calm the agitated man. "If you are truly going to spend the night, you might as well be somewhere close and comfortable. I imagine you haven't slept in quite awhile. Follow me."

Derek followed the man to a door right inside the ICU. "This is the room for on-call doctors to sleep in. Seeing as I won't be using it, you should."

"Thanks doc, I really appreciate it." Derek shook the man's hand and thanked him again for saving Penelope's life. He went into the room and sat on the edge of the surprisingly comfortable bunk bed. He slipped his boots off and stretched out on the bed. His head hit the pillow and sleep easily claimed him. As he drifted off his last thought was of that hospital show that Pen made him watch and he wondered if this room was used more for sleeping or for doctors getting it on.

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When Hotch arrived at the hospital the next morning he went straight to the ICU waiting room. Seeing no one he knew, he went to the nurses' station for an update. One of the nurses told him that Penelope had made it through the night and was stable. When she hesitated and looked flustered he asked her, "What aren't you telling me?"

"Well, umm…" the nurse fidgeted for a moment before saying, "The hot guy that came in with her?" When Hotch nodded she continued, "He's asleep in the on-call room. We tried to wake him up when visiting hours started, but he pulled his gun and told us to go away. Doctor Axtell said we should just leave him be until someone arrived that knew him."

Hotch managed to refrain from smiling at the frightened nurse. "I will get him out of your hair. Just point me in the right direction."

The nurse showed him the on-call room and quickly scurried away. Hotch opened the door and in his best work voice said, "Morgan, wake up."

Derek was up and instantly alert. "What's wrong Hotch? Is Pen ok?"

"Penelope is stable," Hotch said before Morgan got really worked up. "However, you apparently are not. Do you remember pulling your gun on a nurse?" He already knew the answer when he saw the look of confusion on Derek's face. "When did I do this?" He asked.

"They said they tried to wake you when visiting hours started at seven, so three hours ago."

Derek sighed and started pulling his boots on. "Show me who I need to apologize to when we get out of here. I want to see Pen and then I need a giant cup of coffee."

"You also need food," Hotch told him. "Everybody else should be here soon and I can fill everyone in on what happened over breakfast. I'm sure J.J. hasn't thought about eating either."

"She left about an hour after I came in here, which was about 3am. She needed to be with Henry and woke me up to let me know." Derek replied grumpily. " And then every time the alarms went off for someone, I would panic and get up to make sure it wasn't for Pen. I probably would have gotten more sleep out in the waiting room, but I wanted to be as close to her as they would allow."

Hotch laid a hand on his shoulder, "Penelope will be fine. We will all get past this together."

As they left the on-call room Derek made sure to apologize to the nurse he scared. She blushed and stammered her acceptance and rushed off to her patients. They stepped into Penelope's area and once again, Derek took her hand. "Good morning Baby Girl. If you were to open those beautiful eyes you would give me the greatest morning ever."

Hotch hung back a little, still trying to take in all that was wrong with the woman that had wormed her way into everyone's heart. She was too quiet, too still and was lacking her usual bright colors and Hotch found himself unnerved. He wished he had the power to snap his fingers and make everything right again. Since he didn't have that ability he decided he would make sure Derek took care of himself. It was the least he could do for Penelope, watch over her interests until she was able to do so herself.

"Garcia, everybody is ok, even Will. Now you need to get better and come back to us, and yes, that is an order from your boss man." Hotch told Penelope, lightly rubbing her lower leg.

Derek smiled softly, "Hear that Baby Girl? Just like I said, a drill Sergeant."

"Yes I am, and now I'm going to make your Hot Stuff go get something to eat before he collapses. We will be back Garcia, and it would be nice if you were awake for it." Hotch stepped out of the curtain cubicle to give Derek a moment alone with her.

When Derek emerged, Hotch knew that he didn't want to leave her side and it would be a challenge to get him to stay away long. But he needed to eat and he was in desperate need of a shower. Hotch told the nurses they were going to the cafeteria and to call or page them if anything changed and led Derek out of the ICU.

When they passed by the waiting room they saw that Rossi, Reid, J.J. and Prentiss were all there.

"They told us you were in with her so we were just waiting on you to come out." Rossi informed them.

"How's she doing?" Reid asked.

"She's stable, the doctor thinks she will wake up in a few hours and when she does they will take the tube out and move her to a private room." Derek told them.

"At least we won't have to take turns going into see her," Emily said

"Hey maybe we can get them to put her in the same room as Will," J.J. exclaimed. "I want to go see her now so I can give Will the update he wants."

"He's awake?" Derek asked.

"Yea, and already trying to do more than he should. If Henry hadn't been sitting on his legs he would have been trying to get down here himself."

"How is Henry?" Hotch asked.

"He had nightmares on and off last night. I'm glad I went to Melanie's because he needed me and I needed him. I shouldn't have sent him off with someone else, Will would have understood if I wasn't there."

"Jayje, stop that. You needed to know that your husband and best friend were going to survive before you could offer anyone else comfort." Emily told her. "As soon as you confirmed both you went to your son; you did nothing wrong."

Trying to change the subject before she started crying, J.J. looked at Hotch, "How is Jack? He understood what was going on way better than Henry."

"It's going to be a long road to being ok again for Jack. We all need to talk and we need coffee and food." Hotch told them as they walked down the hallway. He had started moving and the rest had unconsciously followed him. " He told me everything that happened. He feels like he should have done more. Even though he knows he couldn't have stopped them; he feels that since he and Henry were left untied they should have escaped sooner."

When they reached the cafeteria Derek and Reid headed for coffee, Hotch moved to get Derek food and the others claimed a table. They sat there silently until Derek, Reid and Hotch returned. Derek protested the food until Hotch said, "I told Garcia I was going to make you eat. Don't make a liar out of me or she will ruin both of our credit scores."

Derek chuckled and picked up the fork. Hotch waited a moment, gathering his thoughts and then began. "Jack and Henry were spared from seeing the worst. They were upstairs for the beating we saw and for the shooting. They were in the basement with Will when Garcia was taken upstairs to use the bathroom. He said they heard her screaming but they couldn't do anything to help her. They heard a gunshot and didn't know if it was her that was shot until she was brought back down. She wouldn't talk when they came back and then Jack and Henry were brought back upstairs. I'm assuming he shot one of his hired hands because there was only one guy guarding the boys when Will was shot instead of the two that were with them on our first video call. That's why they were able to escape. Jack smashed a vase over his head and they ran."

They all sat there, trying to absorb what Hotch had just told them. "Aaron, who was it?" David asked.

"His name was Nathan Grannan and he applied for Emily's job when she…when it was vacant. He had worked in the White Collar division before then."

"Wait, the guy that did all of this worked for the FBI? How is that possible? How did he pass the psyche evals?" Derek asked angrily.

"White Collar doesn't have them as often as we do, maybe once every couple of years for them. However, when he came in for the interview, I knew he was…" Hotch paused, searching for the right word. "Off…hiding something. I told Strauss and she got his Unit Chief to do a psyche eval early. Which he failed, and ended up losing his job. Anderson talked to his ex-wife this morning and she said she couldn't handle him after he was fired and divorced him, took the kids, and moved to her mother's in Montana. She said he didn't do anything but talk about how the FBI would rue the day they let him go and he would prove that he was exactly what the 'snooty snobs' in the BAU needed. She said that she was afraid that it was only a matter of time before he turned violent towards them. Emily coming back was his last straw. There are pictures of all of us dating back to then in his house. He has been following us for almost a year."