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A/N: So I left you hanging there with that last chapter! I won't apologise, let's not lose suspence eh??

As Derek sat in the emergency room his thoughts clouded over with what the hell had happened and how Penelope was. He thought to how Penelope had held onto him as he assessed the stab wound, how she'd kept looking at Sam and back to him and she'd said so many things that he knew she would regret if she didn't let them out and he knew full well that every answer he gave back, he meant through and though.

His eyes widened, hoping that it was Sam's, it was then he saw the red spreading on Penelope's shirt and her legs gave way and she fell.

Derek looked at Sam as he lowered Penelope, seeing her still unconscious, he shot a glance to the stairs, still nothing, he then looked at Penelope as she looked at her stomach and in a hasty attempt she tried to keep control. Her head went back with frustration and pain and she closed her eyes and arched her back as Derek put his hands on the wound.

'Gonna phone for some help handsome?' She asked through gritted teeth and he knew from the power in her voice that Penelope was a born again survivor, she wasn't going to let anything go lightly. 'Or do I need to do that for you?'

'I'm on it.' Derek told her and, keeping one hand on her, he rang for an ambulance and police back up and then for Hotch. When he was done he just dropped his phone and put his hand by her head. 'I'm gonna grab something to go on this, then I need to sort those two out.' Penelope nodded as the pressure she had on her stomach was released before being applied again. 'Got it?'

'Yeah.' Penelope said as she pushed herself up against the wall and kept her hands on her stomach, she wasn't giving in anytime soon but she knew if Sam woke up, she was the weakling between them, so she just hoped that Sam wouldn't wake up. Penelope watched Derek disappear upstairs and she had to give it to him, she was happy he knew the ins and outs of this place, knew it's layout, that way she didn't need to worry about him finding things. And before she knew it he was back next to her.

'How you doing?'

'Good... if I could ever say that.' She replied quietly. 'But jeez, I'm gonna pay for this come morning.'

'It already is morning.' He replied trying his hardest to be as normal as Penelope was acting at that moment. 'But you know full well it's gonna hurt like a bitch.'

'Vote... of confidence there.' She said as she shifted more. 'It's not gonna stop bleeding anytime soon.'

'As soon as helps here sweetness, then it will.'

'You won't leave me right?' She asked and he saw a window in her shield, her vulnerability coming out in ebbs and flows.

'Of course I won't.' He reassured her, and then heard a shuffle, as he looked around Sam directed the knife at him, he shielded himself and then swung out, the knife going flying in one direction and Sam went in the other. Derek immediately stood up and grabbing the belt of a coat tied Sam's hands up.

'FBI man's all cut up, oh dear.' Sam said almost childlike. 'You know, I always thought you were an egotistical jerk that only went with the skinny girls, you really going to keep her forever? I don't think so.'

'You don't think at all, you obviously underestimated a lot of things Sam.' Derek retorted as he continued to help Penelope, all his energy going into that rather than anything else.

'I got the baby idea off Penelope you know.' Sam said bitterly as she fought the bindings and she saw Derek flinched and the sad look sweep across Penelope's face. 'It was genius actually, really, really gave me that bit of edge.'

'It gave you nothing in the end though did it?' Derek snapped.

'Hey Derek, calm it, she's not worth the time of day.' Penelope told him calmly, not letting Sam get to her at all.

'She is when she's spouting lies everywhere.'

'Well would you look at that, have I reunited you two somehow?' Before anyone could react, Derek picked Sam up and dropped her into the front room, he then hurried back to Penelope's side and found her smiling.

'I thought she'd never shut up.' Penelope said somewhat tiredly, she sucked in a breath, trying to keep herself awake as Derek tried to keep her awake too. 'I have loved you for ages, you know that right?'

'Steal my line P.' He said with a smirk. 'I've never felt anything else but love off you, even when my past came out.'

'Your past is your past, it shaped you into you but it doesn't need to be brought back on you, I don't think any less of you.'

'I know, you never did but when Battle happened I was jealous and stupid and idiotic and... if I want kids, there's only one woman I want them with.'

'Is that so?' Penelope quipped slowly as the tiredness over took her. 'I was jealous of you and Sam, I've always been jealous of you.'

'You've got nothing to be jealous of but Pen you need to stay awake.'

'It's just easier to be jealous then heartbroken.' She said as she finally succumbed to the sleep.

'No way Pen.' Derek said and tried to coax her awake but to no success. 'Come on baby girl, open those eyes for me.' He pleaded and then the door flung open and Hotch stormed in with Rossi behind him.

The next thing he knew, EMT's were there and he was pulled to his feet. Hotch and Rossi standing near. 'What happened?'

'Sam, she's in there, and the man helping her, he's upstairs.'

'Morgan, what happened?'

'Me and Pen, we sorted things out, she showed me everything ,I remembered something I'd seen in Sam's bag and it led us to who she really is, and then I went and broke it off with her, she left willingly and I came here and she was here and it just kind of spiralled.'

'You need to get seen to Morgan, come on.' Hotch said and pushed Derek towards the door but he was frozen. 'Morgan?'

'In a minute, I want to know Pen's okay.' He said weakening at seeing Penelope. 'I can't lose, not again, not after getting her back.'

'You won't, Penelope's a fighter, and we've seen that grow since all this started, she won't give up.' With that Derek finally left the house, holding onto the only hope he had.

'Right Mr Morgan you're all stitched up.' The nurse said as she finished stitching his arms up. 'I'll get you a prescription of pain relief but other than that you're free to go.'

'Thanks.' He said the nurse left and he flexed himself, feeling the bruises coming out, feeling the cracks to his ribs, the fresh cuts.

'How you holding up?' Hotch said popping into the room.

'Ready to go to her now.'

'Well there's still no word, but she's still under... we're waiting on you.' Hotch said and smiled slightly. 'You did the right thing in the end.'

'Yeah right.' Derek muttered. 'She got hurt.'

'She might have but she's Penelope.'

'You should've seen her, I've never seen her like that Hotch, she did us proud in there.'

'She always does.' Hotch replied. 'Come on, phone your mom, sort your head out a bit and we'll head up once you have a pain killer.' Hotch then ducked out of the room and left Derek, he knew things were on the up, Hotch wasn't on fire now, he was smiling.