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Derek walked out of Jolene's room and down the hall. He was about to pull out his cell phone to call JJ when he saw her sitting in a chair waiting on him. She glanced up from the magazine she was reading and stood up.

"You were in there for an hour and a half. How did it go?" JJ asked, handing him a cup of coffee.

"She doesn't remember much about him. She remembers what he did to her, but she said he always wore a mask so she never got to see his face, just his eyes." Derek took a sip of coffee as they headed out the door and back to the office.

"She really seems comfortable around you. I watched you two through the window a bit. You pulled her out of a flashback."

"She said she recognizes my voice from visiting her."

"You visited her?"

"Every night. She needed someone to be there for her. The doctor said that he didn't think she would make it without someone or something to live for. So I figured that I would go and just sit with her. No big deal."

"I think you both needed someone." JJ put her hand on Derek's arm comfortingly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You've not been yourself since Michelle left. I'm glad you have something to take your mind off of it."

"Thanks JJ." Derek rolled his eyes; he was tired of everyone being nosey about what was going on in his personal life.

"Derek don't be that way, just talk about it with someone."

"I don't need to talk. I'm fine. I'm going to go talk to Hotch about what Jolene said. I'll see you around."

Derek got out of his SUV and headed for Hotchner's office, not even bothering to stop and wait for JJ. He was happy that Jolene said that she would rather stay with him, but he was frustrated that his entire team seemed to think that they knew what was best for him. He was an adult; he could handle things himself. He had made a mistake by letting Michelle in when he knew that he couldn't give her the attention that she deserved. It was one that he wouldn't be making again.

"Hey Hotch, we're back." Derek said, knocking on the door to his office as he opened the door. Hotch was on the couch at the end of his office surrounded by the files of the case. He looked up as Derek walked in.

"Did you get anything out of her?"

"JJ didn't have any luck; she's pretty shaken. But she did tell me that she remembered everything he did to her, and all that she could see were his eyes. She said he kept a ski mask on the entire time." Derek emphasized that Jolene spoke to him, and wanted to point out that she only felt comfortable because he had visited her when no one else on the team did. Hotch wasn't wrong often, and when he was Derek loved to point it out. However, considering he needed Hotch on his side to approve Jolene moving in with him, he decided not to push his luck too much.

"It fits the MO. He's a coward. He wouldn't want her to see him."

"I've been thinking though. What if it's two different guys? What if one seduces the women in, then another tortures and kills them?" Hotch looked at him for a while and Derek could see the wheels turning in his head.

"So you think someone is luring them in for the real killer?"

"Possibly even setting the fires to cover up the murders."

"Or just the abuse. We found Jolene alive. There's no telling if those other girls died before the fires or from the fires." Hotch looked down at all the pictures around him before looking up again. "Morgan, go to Garcia and tell her your idea. See you can't dig anything up if you try looking at it from a two suspect angle."

Derek nodded and left the room. He walked out of Hotchner's office and headed down to Garcia's lair. He knew that Reid and Prentiss would be sending pictures from the crime scene shortly if they hadn't already, so he would have to go over those with Penelope as well as toss around the idea of there being two suspects rather than just one.

"Hey Sugar, what can I do for you?" Penelope said, glancing up at Derek as he walked through the door.

"I'm working with you today sweetness. And I've got a hunch…"

"You know that I love it when you work with me." She grinned at him and bit her tongue. Derek smiled back; her joyous nature was infectious, even in a job like this.

"Alright baby girl, let's get going. My thought is that we've got two unsubs rather than just one. I think we have one that lures the girls in, and possibly the one who also starts the fires, and one who actually tortures and possibly murders them."

"Possibly?"

"We found Jolene alive before the bomb went off. There's no telling if the other girls were dead before the fire, or if the fire is what eventually killed them."

"Oh those poor girls. What do you need me to do for you baby?"

"Try looking up who owned the houses and see if they were all owned by the same person. Include the two new ones in North Carolina. Maybe if we can catch the arsonist, he can lead us to the murder before he comes looking for Jolene."

"You think he's really going to come looking for her?"

"I do, and when he does, I don't think a gated community will stop him. I'm not even sure I could stop him myself. I really don't want to find out."

"You, my perfectly sculpted chocolate God, could stop anyone. So she's moving in with you?" She was already typing away furiously.

"Yeah, when the doctors let her out she decided she wants to move in with me."

"Well then you and I need to do some serious shopping."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh hot stuff," Penelope laughed at Derek like there was something obvious he was missing, "your house is not female roommate ready, and she doesn't have anything."

"Yeah, I know that." Derek just stared at Penelope waiting on her to explain herself.

"Derek, she doesn't have clothes, shower supplies, things to call her own, things she needs as a wo-"

"Alright baby girl I get the idea no need to elaborate more." Derek chuckled. "You really think of everything you know that?" He kissed the side of her head. "We'll go tonight after I stop in to check on her."

"Do you think that I might be able to come with you?" Penelope's usual confidence was gone and she seemed small as she looked over her shoulder up at Derek.

"Sweetheart I think she would love that. She really needs a friend, and everyone loves you." Derek gave her a hug as her computer pinged.

"Found something. It looks like all the houses in Virginia were owned by one person; a Mr. Rodney Wilson. The two in North Carolina though seem to be random though. One is owned by a Mr. Ethan Grey and the other is owned by the Bank of North Carolina. It was foreclosed on about three years ago."

"Can you find out who owned the house before it was foreclosed on?"

"I can, but it's going to take some time. I can also look more into Mr. Wilson. If you add up the amount of insurance collected from the six houses that were torched, it adds up to $1,500,000."

"That's definitely enough to put him on a suspect list. See what else you can pull up on Rodney Wilson and I'll go update Hotch." Derek kissed Penelope's head again. "You are my hero."

Derek sat in the front seat of his SUV to wait on Penelope to come down from her office. It was 6:45 and they had had a very good day. They went from no suspects at all, to a suspect who Prentiss and Reid were on their way to pick up and bring back to Virginia. Derek reviewed the crime scene photos and the ignition points and he was sure they were from the same person who had set the other fires. Even Hotch was sure this was their guy. Garcia had a tracker on the unsub's cell phone so the next time he turned it on it would automatically alert everyone of his location. They hoped to have him in custody within the next 24 hours.

Derek checked his watch and couldn't help but roll his eyes and laugh at the fact that Penelope was going to make them late. Always waiting on a woman. He was about to call her cell when he looked up and saw her walking toward him. He tapped his watch through the window and she playfully flipped him the bird. She climbed into the passenger seat, buckled up, and began to fidget.

"Are you nervous Baby Girl?" Derek had never seen Penelope actually nervous to meet someone before. He'd seen her anxious, distressed, and flustered, but never nervous.

"What if she doesn't like me? What if I scare her? I've never done this like this before." She fiddled with the straps on her bag.

"Penelope, sweetheart, she will love you. You have nothing to be worried about. You are one of the most non-threatening people I know."

"Hey!" Penelope playfully slapped Derek across the chest. "I can be threatening!"

"Maybe to my laptop." Derek laughed as he pulled into the hospital.

"That's not fair." She fake pouted and Derek was glad he could get her mind off of her nerves. He knew that Jolene needed a female friend, and while she hadn't hit it off with JJ he hoped that she would with Penelope.

"Come on. Let's go pretty thing. I'm starving and we're late."

Derek took off towards the hospital feeling excited to see Jolene again. He wanted to get to know her so badly it was like a craving. He made himself stop when he realized that Penelope couldn't keep up in her heels. He let out an exaggerated sigh causing Penelope to laugh at him again. He felt more carefree and playful than he had in months.