AN: Hello my faithful readers! It's Wednesday, and you know what that means... more of Derek and Jolene! This chapter is very harsh and visual, and also fairly short. I'm super nervous about it, so I hope it comes across as well as I intend it too. Please, please, please review and PM me... they keep me going! Enjoy 3

Jolene wanted to help Agent Morgan but she wasn't sure how she could. She had been trying so hard not to think about what happened, to just move on, that she wasn't sure she could go back and relive it. Her desire to save someone else from her fate was stronger than her reluctance to remember, and she felt safer with him than she did the other agent. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, picturing her hell on earth.

"He kept me tied to a bed…" she began to give him what small details she could remember, but she could also feel her grip on reality slipping away.

The grey-blue walls felt like they were closing in on her. The dusty white trim got closer each day, and her arm burned like fire whenever it was moved. He walked into the room silently, like always. His coal black eyes burned into her, showing no emotion. He grabbed her arm at the break and she screamed in agony, but he showed no reaction. He raised his other arm with his hand balled in a fist and Jolene closed her eyes as she prepared herself for another beating.

Suddenly his hands were placed gently on her shoulders. She heard something faintly but couldn't make out what it was saying. She opened her eyes and the vision slowly faded away, replaced by the fluorescent hospital lighting and stark white walls.

"You're safe now." Jolene looked at Agent Morgan as her brain tried to figure out what was real and what was not. His voice was calm and soothing as he brought her out of her memory. "You're safe now."

Jolene allowed herself to collapse into his embrace and cry into his chest. She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt so tightly that her knuckles turned white as she tried to hang on to what was real. He wrapped his arms around her carefully and she buried her face into his chest.

"His eyes, all I can remember, all I ever saw were his eyes. They were coal black." Agent Morgan sighed and rested his head on top of hers and gently rocked her to calm her down.

"Okay honey, you did good."

Jolene slowly stopped crying, focusing her attention on what was physically around her. She focused on the sound of Agent Morgan's heartbeat, the feel of the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt. She breathed when he did, steadily in and out. She gathered the fragments of her shaken nerves and released her hold on his shirt. She let him hold her for a moment longer, soaking in the safe feeling she got from being close to him. She took a deep breath and sat up, rubbing her hands over her face and the last few tears from her eyes.

"What's going to happen to me?" She asked, looking away from him toward the window in her room.

"We're going to offer you a choice. We're going to provide you with a place to stay, with one of our officers, and keep you safe."

"What's my choice?"

"You could either stay with one of our female agents, Agent Prentiss. You haven't met her yet, but I can promise you she is one of the best agents we have."

"Or?" Jolene really had no interest in staying with a stranger, even if she was another FBI agent.

"Or you could stay with me. I've got an empty room, I live in a gated community, and you've met me before."

"You would want me to stay with you?" She couldn't believe that he would want to live with an anxiety ridden, broken girl like her.

"Of course." He smiled at her in an effort to calm her fears. "You're a nice girl. The real problem is going to be for you to put up with me." Jolene turned to look at him, and she felt a smile involuntarily spread across her face.

"Challenge accepted." Agent Morgan returned her smile and glanced at the clock.

"The doctors want to keep you here another day or two, until they see how your medication is going to affect you and get the results of the rest of your testing back. Then we'll get you moved in and settled down at home so you can focus on recovering. Right now though, I have to get back to the office. I've got monsters to catch."

"Okay. I guess I'll see you around." Jolene was sad to see him go.

"Don't worry, I'll be back around seven for dinner."

He waved as he walked out the door and Jolene couldn't stop from smiling. Even after everything that had happened to her, it was nice to know that she had a friend. It had been so long since someone had truly cared about her that she didn't realize how alone she had become. Jolene brought her knees to her chest once more and turned on the TV to the news station. If she wanted to get ready to go back into society, she thought it would be best to begin getting acquainted with what had happened in the last six months.