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Here's the next crossover installment! Hope you enjoy :) Thank you for the reviews! Coming up we have the search of the area where the signal came from and finally more JJ/Olivia :)

"Clear!"

Derek kicked the door down to the first building he and Olivia were assigned to searching. They went in, their guns raised and poised to shoot if necessary. The building they'd been assigned to was an abandoned factory building. His adrenaline was rushing through his body, both from hopping to catch the unsub or at the very least a clue, and his anger towards Penelope. He needed to get a break in the case. It seemed like the only thing that would put him in a better mood.

"Anything in there?" Olivia called out.

"I've got nothing," he said angrily. They continued their search of the floor and found nothing. He kicked an empty cardboard box in frustration. "If this is the building he was in then there's nothing around right now."

"Then we'd better get to work on the other floors," she said.

For the next few hours, they searched the twenty floors of the building, finding absolutely nothing. They reached the roof after they'd finished the search and it was bright and sunny outside. Derek was at the edge of the building, hands on the side of the wall. He looked out over the side and stared at the city for a moment, feeling more frustrated than ever.

Olivia came up next to him and said, "Hey...you going to be okay?"

Taking a deep breath, he rubbed his face. "Yeah, I'm fine," he grunted. "Have we heard anything from the others yet?"

She shook her head, but as she did, Derek's cell phone rang. Taking it from his pocket, he muttered, "Yeah?"

"Morgan, we need you and Benson next door," Reid said frantically. "We've found something you might want to see."

Both Derek and Olivia took off to get to the bottom floor of the decrepit building and met Reid and Stabler outside the building that was next door. "What's so urgent that you needed us at your building?" Derek asked snippily.

Reid couldn't quite find his words, so Stabler chose to speak for him. "There was a..." Even he didn't know if he could say it. He scratched behind his ear.

"What is it?" Olivia asked with concern.

Stabler coughed uncomfortably. "We -"

"What is it?" Derek asked through gritted teeth. When no one answered him, he hissed, "You don't want to tell me? Fine. I'll go find out for myself." He was on edge as it was. He didn't need people keeping secrets from him.

"Morgan!" Reid said, trying to stop him. "Morgan, please. You don't want to do that!"

But Derek was already bursting into the building. Immediately he took a step inside and what he saw made his gut drop. The room he'd entered into held one thing and one thing only: a single picture. The picture was obviously a freeze frame that someone ha paused a video on and it was a photo of a person. It was a redheaded woman with delicate lily white skin and flaming red hair. Derek knew exactly where and when the picture was taken. It was taken the day the BAU had arrived in New York and it was outside the SVU precinct.

And the woman in the photograph, in every photograph that covered the walls of the room, was Penelope.

XXXXX

JJ had heard the news about what Reid and Stabler had discovered and went to the building as soon as the search with the building she was in was finished. She reached the place and the moment she got inside she heard the yells of Derek Morgan.

"We have to call the precinct and and tell her to stay put!" Derek roared.

"Morgan, you have to calm down," Hotch said roughly. "This isn't going to help her, acting like this."

Derek glared at him and stepped closer than one would to his superior. "We have to warn her to stay off the streets!" he shouted. Every officer was silent, staring at the scene unfolding in front of them. "We have to keep her safe!"

"And we will," Hotch assured him. "But right now we have to finish this search. We have to finish it and we can keep her safe. Until then, you will -"

"Dammit Hotch!" Derek's fist slammed down on a rickety table. "I'm not going to sit by and let you ignore the fact tat a killer out there is obsessing over Penelope!"

"Morgan, I'm not ignoring that fact," Hotch said calmly. "Right now you need to go and take a minute to calm down."

With anger covering his face, Derek stormed off to return outside. JJ looked after him and sighed. "That wasn't handled entirely well," Olivia said, coming up beside her.

"Agreed," JJ said. "We're going to have a hell of a time calming him down."

Hotch came to stand in front of them and rubbed his forehead. "Alright, we've got a change of plans, seeing as Morgan is incapacitated, in a manner of speaking," he said. "JJ, you're going to team up with Detective Benson until Morgan comes back down from his anger high."

"Sir, what should we be doing about Garcia?" JJ asked. She, like Derek, was concerned. There was a possibility that the unsub could try and take her. "If he's had his sight on her since we got here, there's -"

Hotch held his hand up. "I've already called Captain Cragen to inform him that he needs to keep her inside," he said. "I need you to focus right now. Now that we've found his place where he films the videos, we can call off the search on the other buildings and focus on this one. We'll figure out what to do about Garcia when we're done here."

"Yes sir," JJ said with a nod. She looked at Olivia. "We should get going to the next floor."

Olivia nodded. "Right." The two of them flagged down another few officers before making their way to the stair well to continue on to the next level.

The search finished in the building they were in with relative fruitlessness. Apparently the floor with Penelope's photo was where he had set up shop and it was the only shop he'd set up.

"We need to go look over the scene downstairs again," Olivia said. Following behind JJ, the two of them ended up back downstairs in the physical crime scene where the crime lab people were already taking a look at the room. Olivia blew out a sigh as she looked at the room covered in photos of Penelope. There was still no sign of Derek anywhere, but when she looked to her side, she saw that JJ was staring at the pictures with a look of fright on her face. Putting a hand on her shoulder, she gave it a comforting squeeze. "I know this is pretty freaky. But you're handling it well. Certainly better than Derek."

JJ laughed bitterly. "Yeah well, Derek is super protective of Penelope," she said. "Possessive might be a word too. He loses it when she's in danger. There was a time when she had to negotiate with an unsub who refused to speak to anyone but her. He blew up at me afterwards for even considering letting her in the house. It was bad. I don't think I've ever seen him so mad."

"He'll figure out how to handle it better," she assured her. "He just needs a few minutes."

JJ looked at Olivia oddly. "You know, for only knowing him only a couple of days, you seem shockingly in tune with him. It's kind of eerie. Almost like Penelope."

Olivia shrugged. "I'll never be like Penelope," she said. "He's too in love with her to even see anyone else."

JJ nodded. "You're right," she said. "Very, very right." She observed Olivia closer. "Have you ever fallen for someone that hard? You know, you see them and your heart stops?"

Her eyes went wide and her face went white, as if she was embarrassed to say something. "Um," she stuttered. "Well, maybe..."

JJ felt her stomach butterflies go out of control at that moment and she didn't know what to say. Feeling her mouth go dry, she cleared throat and said, "Yeah, I don't know about it either."

Olivia blurted out something that made her heart beat faster than a rabbit's. "Do you maybe want to grab a drink when we have a break...from all this...?"

If she could've, her mouth would've dropped to the floor. But almost immediately she nodded vigorously. "Yes. Yes I would."

A smile covered Olivia's face. "Alright then," she said. "It's a date."

XXXXX

Penelope rubbed her forehead tiredly. Her argument with Derek and her confidence he'd slept with Olivia was driving her nuts. After the team had left she'd cried for ten minutes. Even Fin wasn't there to cheer her up. They were all out searching the area the signal had been found.

No calls had come in for her and she didn't anticipate any would come in for her anytime soon. She needed air. So rising from her seat, she grabbed her cardigan and headed out the door. She needed to go outside for a moment and get some fresh air.

Or at least as fresh of air as she could get in the middle of Manhattan.

As she made her way out the door and into the side alley, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to empty her head of all thought. But unfortunately ever time she closed her eyes to even blink, an image of Derek filled her head. Every contour of his face, every inch of his body, every fabulous movement of his eyebrows. Her body started to quake and she had to steady herself. For some strange reason she couldn't stop herself from feeling...warm. His anger made him even more sexy to her, despite her anger at him. She may have been furious with him, but it didn't change the facts.

While her eyes were closed, a voice broke out. "Hello there..."

Her eyes snapped open and she looked sharply towards the source of the voice. "Um, can I help you?"

"I believe you can, you fucking whore!" he shouted, still remaining in the shadows.

Furrowing her brow, she said uncertainly, "Sir, I think you have me confused with someone else. I've never met you before."

"Sure you have, sweet thing," he cooed.

"No," she said firmly.

Finally the man came out of the shadows and she gasped. The man who came out was severely scared on the face, like a woman had dragged her nails down his skin. His eyes were full of malice and he began to stalk closer to her. She tried to move away, but before she could make it away, he grabbed her roughly and held her in an iron grip.

"Gotcha," he hissed.

Opening her mouth to scream, no sound was able to escape as he placed a cloth over her mouth. Within seconds, her mind went black and she lost consciousness.