Spencer turned right as Kyle Burns approached him with a sharp sword. He dodged the weapon slightly, only receiving a graze to his right arm. When Spencer moved out of the way, Hotch shot Burns in the chest and the man fell to ground, dead on impact. Hotch moved over to Reid and checked him out, "Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine. Where is Tymes?" he asked looking around the premises.
"He has to be here, this bastard likes to watch his work." Hotch ordered the bomb squad to attempt and diffuse the located bomb and ordered SWAT to help them find Tymes. Reid tore the bottom of his shirt and tied it around his arm to stop the blood. With guns drawn, they moved to find Tymes before it was too late.
Rossi and Prentiss returned to the police station and notice JJ having trouble with the interrogation. Her frustrations were evident as Diana Torres possessed little abiiltiy to be cooperative. Rossi decided to take his stab at the interrogation and switched with JJ.
While Emily was alone for the briefest moment, she received a text from Hotch. Burns dead. He slashed Reid with a sword. Bomb located. Finding Tymes.
Emily's eyes widened at the text and quickly replied Note left with Torres and Sylva. Very personal killing. Diana Torres and partner #1 suspect.
JJ noticed the tension in Emily's face and quickly asked, "Any word from Hotch?"
"Spencer has been hurt, but Burns is dead."
"Is he okay?" JJ said paling.
"From what I can tell he will be fine. We need to get information from Diana and fast. We have about an hour if I were to guess," Emily said with concern in her tone.
Rossi sat across from Diana and took in her tension and stress. She was ready to jump out of her skin. She was looking for acknowledgement and acceptance, instruction and peace. "I want to speak to Kyle, I need to," she said fiddling with her thumbs.
"That's going to be a problem seeing that he's dead," Rossi said in a calm tone.
Her eyes widened and she began to breathe erratically. "What? No, no no no. This isn't right. No NO!" Diana slammed her hands to the table repeatedly and she had problems controlling herself.
"Ms. Torres, you need to calm down or we will cuff you," David said.
"I told him we shouldn't listen to him. This is all wrong. All wrong."
"Listen to who?" Rossi asked, taking notes of her unravelling.
"Paul. He's no prophet. He only got us dead!"
"Paul, now what did Paul say?"
She began holding herself to provide comfort. "We were supposed to bring forth focus and reconstruction. Nothing about this seems to be fitting! The devil has sent his armies. The Lord needs us to be strong."
David started losing his patience as the minutes were ticking away. "Diana I need you to tell me where Paul is."
She shook her head and began tearing into her arms for blood. Her head rolled back and she began speaking in tongues, in a language unknown to him and her body began shaking.
David rose to place her into custody when she stood and screamed out, "The Lord shall watch upon the hill as the devil surrenders to the fire and ash. His most faithful servant shall be standing beside him ready to slay himself to join the all mighty."
Emily caught the message and immediately called Aaron. "Hotch, Paul is on the nearest hill. He wants to watch the explosion then kill himself. Its a part of their prophecy."
"So when did I become the apple of your twinkling eye sexy," he asked kissing along her white neck with his love bites apparent upon her.
"Hmmm... I would have to say when you called me Gomez, my vision," she said bringing his naughty lips up to hers and she kissed him deeply.
He smirked at her movement and began playing with the silk and lace of her cami. "Really, that early?" he asked.
"Oh but of course. You are my miracle. A person remembers when they are saved." She said fidding with his oh too thin muscle tank.
He rolled off of her and pulled her tightly into his arms, she was tracing his lion tattoo and he looked down upon her focused face. "Saved?"
She nodded and continued. "I was ready to end it. I was tired of being alone, seeing such violent things in our line of work. I have no real relationship with my family. I had no boyfriend, no pets. I had nothing tying me down here. And then, I turned and met your eyes and I felt as though I could breathe again. It was as if I was put back on my path and was able to see things with clearer eyes, more honest ones. I knew that as long as you were beside me, as a friend or just as my hero, I had a reason."
Derek was shocked by her confession and it broke his heart. "Baby girl..."
"How bout you, Hot Stuff?" she said looking up at him. "When did you know that we were meant to be?" she said smirking.
Playing with her hair, he stared up at the ceiling and said, "I think I have always known that what we have is special. But the moment I knew we would make it through anything? It had to be the time between when you were shot and Bufford. You were the only thing that gave me a reason to wake up and I knew I needed to fix me to be the better man the best man for you."
Penelope shook her head and turned his head to meet her eyes. "You listen to me, Derek Morgan. You never needed to change for me. You are my world, my spirit and my light. I couldn't imagine anyone else being my half. You only need to love me. Love me with all of you and we will make it. Do you understand me?"
He looked down at her loving serious eyes and kissed her deeply. "I love you more than anything Silly Girl."
She smiled and rested her head against his chest. "That's good. I would hope the father of my baby would love me," she said with a smirk.
He chuckled to himself and she began to giggle as she felt him stiffen his body and his embrace. Derek sat them both up and he took her face in his hands. "You better not be playing with me Penelope Garcia," he said seriously.
Penelope smiled brightly and brought his right hand to her stomach. "Try 13 weeks, hot stuff," she smiled.
He gave the brightest smile he ever had and kissed her deeply. "Oh my God, Im going to be a father! We are going to have a beautiful baby, sweetness!' He said beaming.
"A little you I hope," she said with a teary smile.
"Marry me," he asked.
She blinked in surprise and he reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out the box. "This was my mothers. She gave it to me when she found out we were together. She said that she knew I found my half and that we were destined from the moment we met. I love you more than anything Penelope and I would be honored if you said yes and became my wife."
She nodded tearfully and he slipped on the ring with shaky hands. "I love you," he kept whispering in her ear, kissing her and holding her tightly.
"Mr. Garcia?"
Derek's eyes opened and he was met with the curious eyes of Doctor Ford and Nurse Austin. He sat up and asked, "Is she okay?"
"Yes, we almost lost her, but I believe that you helped her make it through."
"Me?" he asked.
"I am a firm believer in destiny, Mr. Garcia. Let's just say that Penelope knew she wasn't ready to leave you yet. We were able to remove her kidney and stop the excessive bleeding. She woke up and immediately asked for you."
"Can I see her?" he asked, his hands shaking at his sides.
"Of course, Nurse Austin will lead you to her. But I must warn you, she looks very pale. She will make a full recovery as long as she gets proper rest with no unnecessary stress. I suggest not bringing work related problems to the hospital. Understood?" she asked.
He nodded and looked at the young nurse, "Please take me to Pen," he asked.
She nodded and they walked toward her room.