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I apologize profusely for the delay in releasing this! I have been so caught up in "Beauty and the Morgan" and "Losing Everything" that I haven't really been paying too much attention to my crossovers :( This one should be (maybe!) another five or six chapters. We have to rescue Penelope still and we have Benson and JJ to get together still, so we'll see how many this will pan out to be. Thank you to all the reviewers and readers! I appreciate it an awful lot :)
Penelope's eyes started fluttering open when she heard the sound of something large being dragged across the floor. She was still tied to the same chair she'd been tortured in and she'd had more hallucinations of Derek throughout her imprisonment. Each time he had ended with the same sentence.
I'm coming for you...
Right then though, her captor was dragging a huge mattress that was stained with blood into the room. A shiver of fear raced up her spine and she felt more tears well up in her eyes. "No," she whispered hoarsely. "Please...don't!"
He snickered and dropped the mattress on the floor. It landed with a loud thud. "You always used to love it when we did this," he said. "You always wanted this. Or is it Derek you want now? Are you going to cry out his name tonight?" He laughed more loudly this time. "I'm kind of hoping you do. I get to hurt you more then."
She was deathly afraid. "Please don't do this," she begged. "I'm sorry for...whatever I did to you. Please don't hurt me. I'm begging you. I'll do anything."
"It's too late for that," he said, going towards her and grabbing her bruised chin. "You have no chance to redeem yourself. You'll burn in Hell, where you belong." Hurriedly, he grasped for one of his knives and started to cut her bonds. Once she was freed, he grabbed her limp form and started to drag her towards the mattress.
"Please!" she wept. "Just kill me! Don't do this!"
He began to unzip his pants and unbuckle his belt. A wicked smile covered his face. But as she made a failed attempt at rolling away from him, the sound of blaring sirens could be heard and he rushed angrily towards the only window.
"It would appear as though your beloved Derek is here to save you," he growled. He walked back towards her and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head upwards. "I'm going to go greet him, I think."
"Derek hasn't done anything wrong," she whimpered. "Leave him alone! Please! I'm begging you!"
Laughing, he snickered, "No, what he did wrong was take you from me."
"I don't know you!" she screamed. "I'm not the girl who left you. My name is Penelope Garcia. I grew up in California. I've only ever been to New York for work."
He slapped her across the face and the pain resonated from her head to her toes. Yet another cry escaped her lips and he growled, "You can't lie to me, Amanda."
"My name is Penelope!" she screamed in frustration
Pulling her up by the hair, he whispered in her ear, "Shh...we've got to go, my sweet."
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"Benson and Morgan, take the front door," Hotch directed. "Rossi, JJ, and Tutuola, go around back. The rest of us will take the side doors." He looked at Stabler. "Detective Stabler, do the snipers have visual?"
"They have movement from the street window," Stabler said, pointing towards one of the windows of the old abandoned factory where the unsub, Adam Laderman was holding Penelope hostage. "No clear shot though."
Morgan was a bundle of caged adrenaline. He was just waiting for the cue to let it loose. "Let's get in there then," he said gruffly. He looked at Hotch to make sure he was okay with it.
Hotch nodded. "He's on the top floor," he said. "Don't shoot him when you first see him."
Derek nodded and turned to Olivia. "Let's go, Liv," he said.
They started for the door and he tested the knob. Sure enough, it was locked and he had to kick it open. Both of them burst in and took opposite sides of the hall, checking to make sure Laderman hadn't come down to ambush them. "It's clear," Olivia said softly. "The stairs are down this way."
"Let's go," he said, not waiting for her as he turned and sprinted towards the stairwell. The building was old, the stairs creaky. "They're on the top floor. Come on."
As they were going up the stairs, a scream broke out from above them. The words, "My name is Penelope!" echoed through the stairs and Derek increased his pace. He looked backwards at Olivia and told her with his eyes that they had to go faster. They had another ten floors to travel up.
"Hotch," Derek said through his ear piece. "We've got noise about ten stories up from us. We're heading up."
"Be careful," Hotch said.
They reached the top floor after a heated climb up the stairs. "Derek," Olivia hissed. He whirled his head in the direction she was looking and aimed his gun at the dark corridor.
"What is it?" he whispered back.
"We've got to split up and go down the separate hallways," she said. "I'll take this one. You go down the other."
He nodded. "See you in a bit," he said. "Radio me if you find her."
"Will do," she said.
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Olivia took off in the opposite direction of Morgan, heading into the darkness. She held her flashlight up and strode carefully down the hallway, careful not to step on anything that would make noise. She walked through the silence, listening for anymore signs of where Penelope might be. She had yet to find anything.
Ahead of her, she saw a strip of light underneath a doorway. She reached the door wrapped her fingers around the knob, carefully opening the door. In the dimly lit room, she found Penelope, her bruised and bloody body left on a dirty mattress and her clothes in tatters. Panicked, she knelt by her side.
"Penelope? Penelope, are you awake?" she murmured quietly. She gently took her face and shook her shoulders. "Penelope, are you in there?"
Slowly, Penelope's eyes began to flutter open and she looked up and saw Olivia. Her eyes were clouded with pain. "Olivia?" she said hoarsely. "Please tell me you're real. I keep seeing Derek and each time I do he's not real."
"No, Penelope," she whispered. "I'm real. I'm very real. Derek's with me. He'll be here soon. Where is Adam?"
"Who - who's Adam?" she asked with difficulty.
"The unsub," she said. "Where is the unsub?"
She shook her head. "He - he left," she whispered. "He said he was going to find Derek." Tears filled her eyes. "Please don't let him hurt Derek."
"He's not going to hurt him," she said. "I won't let him."
Penelope opened her mouth to say more, but then her eyes went wide and she lifted her arm weakly to point at someone behind Olivia. "Olivia! He's behind you!"
Olivia whirled around to see Adam Laderman standing over her with a knife. He grinned down at her and murmured, "Hello there, Officer."
So there's a cliffhanger at this one and it's shorter, but that's all this one was meant to be. Hope you liked it :)