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Penelope's eyes fluttered open and she found she was in a vaguely familiar car that was parked in a dark and dank garage. It looked like she was in an old factory building. Her head was pounding viciously, and when she tried to reach her hands up, she found that her hands were bound tightly with linen cloths. Her ankles were also tied together. She glanced out the window of the parked car and saw Kyle. He looked down at her and smiled widely like nothing was wrong.

"Oh, you're awake!" he chirped, opening the door to the car. Grabbing her by the shoulders, he dragged her out of the car and threw her down on the ground. Her head hit the floor hard and she gritted her teeth to keep from groaning.

When she was finally able to sit up, she glared at Kyle. "It was you," she said hoarsely. "You took my daughters. You kidnap, rape, and kill girls."

"Ah, that's where you're wrong," he corrected, starting to circle around her. "While I did help acquire your lovely daughters, I do not 'kidnap, rape, and kill girls,' as you put it. That's my brother. And he sure loves your Tala. She's such a screamer. And any time he tries to go near Lindy or that little, itty bitty Soraya she fights! That's really quite funny. You should see the look on his face when she screams! He is positively delighted hearing that."

A shiver of fear raced up Penelope's spine. Her mind shot to Tala and tears came to her eyes at the thought of her daughter struggling to keep Lindy and Soraya safe. "You son a bitch," she hissed. "You lied to me. You took my daughters!"

"Yeah," he said, leaning against his car's hood. "I did. But you know what? I still think I'm better for you than that brute you're married to. He's too quiet, too gruff." He bit his lip and paused before adding, "Oh! I forgot! He's the father of your children...he's ten times the man I am! Those are the exact words you told me. That hurts, Penelope. That really hurts."

She tried to stand up, but she failed miserably and fell hard against the ground. "I don't care if it hurts you," she snapped. "I break up with you and you decide to take my daughters? Grow up. Get a real problem!"

He snickered. "You are a real problem, Penelope," he tutted. His face and voice exuded smugness. "That and your daughters were always a target. Well, Tala was. Lindy and the small one just came into the picture on a snap decision."

"Take it out on me," she begged. "My daughters didn't do anything to you!"

Kyle shot her a look. "Teenage girls - while they do happen to be my brother's type - are not what I'm interested in. I'm interested in you. You and your pain." He moved from his position on the hood of his car and leaned down next to her, tapping her nose. "And let' snot forget your body. Let's be honest...you have got it going on! Makes me so depressed sometimes that you never let me fuck you. You never even let me get past second base. Come on! I know I'm an attractive guy. Is Derek that good in bed that you can't stand the thought of sleeping with anyone else?" He paused to tilt his head to the side and observe her from a different angle. "What is it about me that so repulses you?"

"Everything," she ground out angrily.

Instead of a laugh or a joke or a snicker, he kicked her swiftly in the stomach and she cried out in pain. He sighed. "Alright, Babe," he said. "I can't keep you right now. Today is the final day before Keith does his thing. I'll get to have a little fun with you tomorrow." The way he said the word "fun" caused her blood to freeze. She watched as Kyle started to slide an old dusty rug out of the way to reveal a basement door in the floor. He opened the heavy door and pointed into the pitch dark basement.

"Hope you enjoy your stay...however short it may be," he said wickedly, grabbing her roughly and pushing her down the stairs and slamming the door behind her.

As she bumped down the stairs and landed at the bottom, she heard a lock slide into place and the rug get pushed back into place. She sat up and grumbled, wondering if she would be able to find a way to break out of her bonds. Her glasses had fallen off of her face and she wasn't able to see where they had disappeared. Looking around in the basement, she squinted to try and make out any shape or form. It was completely and utterly dark.

"Damn," she cursed.

"Mom?" a short gasp sounded.

Penelope's head jerked in the direction of her daughter's voice and she cried, "Lindy? Lindy, is that you?"

Suddenly she was tackled by two pairs of lithe arms. Her eyes flooded with tears as Lindy and Soraya happily hugged her. "Mama, why aren't you hugging us back?" Soraya asked, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Honey, my hands are tied up and I can't find my glasses," she explained shakily. "Lindy, can you -" She didn't have a chance to finish; Lindy was already hard at work on getting her mother's bonds untied.

"And here are your glasses," Lindy added, using her hands to feel for Penelope's face and put the glasses on for her. As soon as her arms were free, she yanked her clumsily put-on ankle bonds and pulled her daughters into her arms, the tears finally streaming down her cheeks.

With a sob, she said, "I love you both so much." She kissed the tops of their heads. "You know that, right?"

"We love you too, Mama," Soraya murmured against her mother's chest. "Mama, Tala told us she loves you too. I even asked her about it. Well, Lindy asked her about it and -"

Penelope put a finger to her youngest daughter's lips. "Baby, slow down," she said. "Where did they take Tala? Where is she?"

Lindy and Soraya cuddled into Penelope and she rocked them in her arms. "He took her away a few hours ago," Lindy explained, keeping her arms around Penelope's waist. "He left her down here yesterday, but he took her the first and second day." She paused. "He just takes Tala. He brought us some food a little while ago."

Forcing herself to breathe in and out deeply, Penelope held Lindy and Soraya tightly. She kissed them both on the tops of their heads. As she rocked her younger daughters in her arms, Soraya spoke up. "Mom, when is Daddy going to come find us? He's a superhero. He can save us."

Derek's face flashed through her mind and she closed her eyes, squeezing Lindy and Soraya tightly. "Daddy's looking for us," she promised, knowing that her words were without a doubt true.

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Tala was exhausted from sitting in the chair since dawn and when Keith dragged her into the garage again, there was another car. Kyle's car. A fierce anger raced through her, but she continued on towards the stairs where she would descend to the basement where her sisters were. Keith was forcing her to walk carefully because after their most recent makeup and hair meeting he had forced her to keep the hairdo and silver makeup.

"Sleep tight, little wolf," he said with a cackle as he watched her walk down the stairs. "It's the last night of sleep you'll get."

She didn't respond. She just glared at him and watched as the light disappeared with the slamming of the door. She didn't even care anymore. Keith didn't deserve a response. It required too much energy.

Once the door was closed and locked again, she gripped the railing of the stairs and called, "Lindy? Raya? I'm back!"

"Tala!"

Tala's gut dropped and she rushed forward, falling to her knees as she tripped over something...someone. Grasping around wildly, her fingers rammed into a pair of glasses and a soft cry escaped her throat. "Mom?" Blindly she threw her arms around the person in front of her. She buried her face against her mother's neck and inhaled the familiar scent of her. As soon as the smell of Penelope's shampoo registered with her, every tear she had been holding in was let loose. Her shield had well and truly crumbled, nothing but a pile of dust.

Penelope held her sobbing daughter in a suffocating grip, wanting to protect her from everything that she'd been fighting the last four days and, to a certain extent, the last few months. "I've got you," she whispered against Tala's hair. "It's okay."

"I - I'm s-so s - sorry," she wept. She hadn't thought she would see her mother again for the past twenty four hours and all at once she felt like a failure. A failure for not being able to take care of her sisters and keep them safe. "I -"

"Shh," Penelope murmured, stroking her hair back. "It's okay, Baby."

Though she couldn't see her, Tala pulled back as if to look at Penelope and began babbling. "I'm so sorry I didn't keep Lindy and Raya safe and I'm sorry I blamed you for what happened with Dad and -" Her incoherent ramblings became uncontrollable weeping.

"Tala," she whispered brokenly. "It's okay. Baby, you kept your sisters safe. You're so brave. I'm so, so proud of you! Do you hear me?" She sniffled and rubbed Tala's back, her own emotions starting to take over. Seeing that her daughter was still crying without abandon, she added compassionately, "You are so strong, Baby Doll."

"But the way I treated you!" she cried. "That's not strong, that's cruel! I'm not ashamed to be your daughter...I'm proud to be your daughter! You should be ashamed of me!"

"Baby, you were right," she murmured. "You showed me that I had to look at myself again and realize that I was an idiot when it came to your father. Don't you ever think I am ashamed of you. You and your sisters and your father are the best things that have ever happened to me. I love you, Tala. Never forget that."

She sniffled and buried her face against her Penelope again, wanting nothing more than to atone for every word she had spoken to her mother in the last six months. "I love you, too, Mom."

A yawn sounded next to them, breaking the moment briefly. "Mama? Is Tala back?" Soraya asked. Two small hands reached out and touched Tala's back.

"I'm right here, Raya," she sniffed. She opened her arms to include her baby sister in the group hug.

"Me too!" Lindy cried, throwing herself into the hug. "I want to join the group hug!"

Penelope held all three of her daughters in her arms and kissed each and every one of her girls, the only thing that could make the moment better being Derek. "I love you, girls," she whispered, scared to death that she had no idea if this was the last night she would be able to spend with them.

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Day 5 of the Search

"Lynch needs to call us soon," Derek ground out, his patience growing thinner by the second. Already time had bulleted on to midnight of the fifth day, Penelope was still gone, and they were no closer to finding Kyle's location than they were at the beginning of the day. Derek was nothing but a bundle of frazzled nerves. His whole family was gone and he had no clue where to find any of them. "He hasn't called us in hours!"

Hotch put a hand on his shoulder. "Morgan, you need to stay quiet. Lynch has to look through thousands of records. We didn't have much for him to go off of. At this point there's nothing we can do unless we get a -"

Suddenly the phone rang, making everyone jump.

Blake slammed her finger down on the phone's speaker button. "Lynch?" she demanded. "We've been waiting all day for this! Tell us you have something!"

"Agents, I think I found them."