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Penelope had silenced herself as she looked, as she dug, as she tried to straighten Derek's life out the best she could. She knew he had to leave soon and soon solitude would be hers and for once she loathed the idea.

'Got some Dutch courage?' Derek asked as he sat back from the information they'd found, his eyes looking worried, there was hell of a lot of information of 'Sophie McAnder' and it worried Derek more and more.

'Derek Morgan, Mr. Die Hard personified, needs courage?'

'Garcia...'

'I would offer but you're driving and I want my stud home in one piece.'

'Just one.'

'Fine you know where it is.' Derek merely nodded and stood, going over to the cupboard and pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Scotch. 'Not for me handsome.'

'Oh, you need one.' He told her back and he was going to get her to have one, relax her a bit. 'I'm going to be back here as soon as I can, I think I'm going to kick myself out.'

'No, it's your place, there's no jurisdiction that supports her.'

'Fine, so I confront her and break it off and kick her out?'

Or tell her to come here and I'll give her a piece of my own mind.'

'I know there'll be a slap in there.'

'I need to let my entire anger angled at her out don't I? And she messed with the wrong one, she can keep thinking I'm a push over but she's got a surprise.'

'I love your feisty talk baby girl.' Derek told her as he handed over a glass. 'Can I come here after this? I don't want to leave you alone.' She looked at him, about to object but she saw it was eating at him.

'Of course you can.' She told him and his eyes lit up. 'Just don't get hurt, we know she's siphoned money out of 4 men, don't be her 5th prey.'

'I'm your prey.' He said with a wink, downed his drink and stood. 'Right let's do this.' Derek told her and she knew he was ready.

'I'm sorry I didn't call you when I found out, that I didn't try hard enough to get out of the toilets that night.'

'Hey, P, hush it, everything happens for a reason yeah?' She nodded at him; she knew he always respected that aspect of her life. 'Well Sam happened for a reason, that reasons us... with her and all this, we'd still be living in denial, am I right?'

'You're right.' She said sadly.

'Actually, I think the moment I'd have found out Lynch left you and you were pregnant I would have stepped up.'

'You can't know that, no one wants another man's baby.'

'Who says I'm like everyone else? If I love you, I'd sure as hell help you and I'd love you even more for it.' Derek told her and pulled her up. 'Just remember, that when I told you I loved you in the past I mean it, I want us to do this, if you want to.'

'It's going to take more than a few words.'

'I know but I can wait but I can't stand and watch you hurt alone and I won't let it happen, I won't let you do it.' Penelope looked down but Derek's hand went straight to her chin and made her look back up. 'We're gonna do this right, and when I'm back here, we're going to email Hotch everything and tomorrow we're going to sort it properly.'

'I know.'

'So don't worry that gorgeous mind of yours, when I leave this house I want you to get a glass of wine and take a bath.'

'I've just had scotch, I don't mix.'

'You going out tonight?' He asked her with a slight curl of a smirk.

'No.'

'Then you're allowed to mix.' He kissed her forehead afraid to kiss her anywhere else. 'I'll see you in a bit baby girl.'

'You will and Derek?

'Yeah?'

'Beat that so called feeble kiss now will ya?' Derek smirked and grabbed her close, she felt his lips crash onto her and passion imploded before exploding and she felt his dug yearn for entrance, she gave it willingly and enjoyed everyone opportune moment of it all.

She then watched him leave, getting into his SUV, he flashed her a look before the interior light went out and he drove off, she only had to wait it out but she knew it was going to be difficult so she ignore his wishes to go relax, she got a glass of wine, and the bottle, and continued to dig, she wanted as much on Sam as possible.

Derek pulled up to his place, he saw the lights were on and he headed in, normal as could be, his mind and screaming to be elsewhere but here.

'You're home?' Sam said her voice sad, his mind raced, her act wasn't so real now, and he walked in and saw her sitting on the couch, her eyes red.

'Sorry baby, I needed to clear my head, how you doing?'

'O-okay, I guess. Where have you been?'

'Hotch got it out of me, he knows about the baby, he took me for a drink, we just sat and talked about it all. He knows about Garcia too, he's on our side baby.'

'Good. She needs to pay for this.' Derek felt his insides flip.

'Yeah she does and she will, the police released her on bail while they investigate but she's stirring.' He was edging her towards a flip.

'She saying I attacked her?'

'Erm, no, where did that come from?'

'Oh... er... nowhere.'

'Sam... is there something I should know?' Derek watched as her eyes ran around the room, as she strived to think of a response. 'I know it's all been a lie Sam, or should I say Sophie?'

'Excuse me?'

'Using me to get money, gonna do me off like husbands 1 to 4 eh?'

'I... I don't know what you're talking about Derek, baby, don't be like this, don't let her come between us, we're both mourning.'

'You're so full of lies; you didn't go to the hospital last night! There's no record of you at all, in no system at all!'

'Derek, you better not...'

'Better not what? Hit the truth? Oh I know the truth and you think you can get away with it, well I want the ring back and I want you out of here and gone before the truth really comes out.'

'That stupid geek! Well have your ring back, have it all but you haven't lost this.'

'You're sick you know that? Making me think you were pregnant, making me think you'd lost the baby.'

'Well maybe you can help raise Miss Perfect's baby, if it wasn't for her we'd be fine.'

'How did you know about that?'

'What's it matter?' Sam said storming from the room, Derek passed his hands on his head; he waited for her to get to get to the bottom of the stairs until he approached. 'Fuck off Derek! This isn't over! We were happy! You don't know what you're doing!'

'Just get out.' He told her and she opened the door and walked out, leaving it wide open.

'You'll regret this Derek!'