So I am going to finish this story but I had to make a few changes- I think I was in too much of a rush to get to the interrogation that I stumped myself… so like one of my favorite writers on the site, evgrrl09, I decided to remaster the last two chapters so the story can have a good and proper ending.

So this is chapter 38 revised, revamped, remastered!

Oh and do you like my new pic? It's for my crossover story- I think I will figure out how to give each story their own avatar… gotta love picasa

Penelope crossed the hall and headed to her office; she'd returned to work two months ago and was so happy. Unfortunately, her memory still wasn't working right, but she was determined to keep on truckin' along. She no longer had nightmares, she just constantly dreamt of a man playing a sax lulling her to sleep or her parents; but the nightmares were gone. She joked around with Derek that she thought the sex kept them at bay – but all joking aside, she was glad that she stopped having the nightmares because her screams scared Chris and Izzy.

She remembered pockets of things and Derek filled in the rest. She remembered Izzy's birth and painting her room. She remembered Chris first day at FBI daycare and painting their home. She remembered Stella & the hot dogs, and her students who had graduate. Her memories still weren't anchored but she was glad that they were coming back in some shape or form.

There was one memory that haunted her since she returned to work —she remembered kissing someone in her office—though she could never see his face she prayed it was a dream. She knew they were married before she started this job and she hoped Penelope 1.0 wasn't the scarlet letter wearing type of woman. But the memory was so real that she feared the moment the faceless man would appear. She didn't want to hurt Derek – I mean imagine finding out your wife was having an affair because the memory came back and she asked you about— Penelope 2.0 loved him more than she thought possible and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him. She had to keep her family together.

See, Derek was being super sweet and earnest. He made it a point to plan family outings and date nights, so they all could reconnect and it worked. She may not have all of her memories, but she loved them fiercely. He planned one magical date night—he called it the do over. Derek surprised her with a date night in Philadelphia. He booked a lux room at the Bellevue. He packed this sequin backless black dress and matching black fuck me pumps. She didn't understand why it was called a do over — but, he went on about how when she got her memory back – she would think it was sweet or at least he hoped she would. They went to Lucali for a fancy Italian dinner and then he took her to an Alicia Keys concert. It was one of the best date nights she ever had. When they returned to their hotel room, they made love like newlyweds. Every time she thinks about that night, she wants to pull him into a closet and have her way with him. She starts to hustle to her office, when her students ambush her 2 doors away from her office and all ideas of a quickie disappeared, as soon as they came.

In Penelope's office, Derek is on a conference call with the team. As soon as Penelope came home he put in for an indefinite leave of absence, which Erin rejected immediately. Erin sat him down in her office and they worked out a way for him to work remotely on cases. He also had clearance to work with Elle unofficially on Penelope's case, but without her memories of what happened they were surrounded by dead ends. They unofficially had Leif Cornell Westinghouse under surveillance and wire tapped, but he never made a mistake. No one in his inner circle would talk and known Company associates were even more resistant.

"This unsub's behavior is obsessional," Derek began, "he has taken his time to perfect his kills. The first victims wounds show hesitation as if he was unsure of his technique but by Victim 4 he has it down and has the need for a sexual release."

The team chimed in as Penelope entered the office, she made a gesture that signaled that she would get food and before he could try and get off the call she mouthed with students – don't worry.

Wait he mouthed and she did.

"I think you are looking for a college student or someone who has studied criminology either in prison or officially. Kevin can you pull up a list and we can cross reference it with our vic's."

"Sounds good," Rossi said.

"We'll circle back in 3 hours" Hotch said, "thanks Derek."

As they hopped off, Derek looked over at her, "do you want me to grab you something?" she asked

"How about I come with you?" he offered

"Derek," she said and he understood the tone and the request – see she hated having a babysitter and she often lost it if he became too overbearing.

"Turkey club."

"Drink?"

"Ice- Tea,"

"Great see you in 30." Which he knew meant an hour.

He watched her from the window exit the building and walk with 4 students to the dinning hall. He knew she wouldn't be back in 30 minutes but he got so used to playing Kevin Costner, as she would say. He waited till she entered the building to follow her – he had to pretend sometimes that she was safe—because in two months no one tried anything and she was at ease. Unlike her, he knew this was far from over.

As he leaned on the pillar by the dining hall Stella passed him.

"How are you doing man?"

"I still hurt from that fall in class," Derek replied.

"Did you ice the area like Jenn said?"

"I did but it is such an awkward place. I should've listened to you and Penelope - no inversions."

"Or at least baby inversions" Stella chuckled, "Jenn thinks you should take her beginner class again."

"Ouch, that hurts."

"Are you going in?" Stella asked.

"No, I'm just stalking her" he said as he looked to see where she was—she is almost done with the students, "I should head back before she bust me."

They head back to the science building together.

At 3:27 Derek walked into her the lab, as she was wrapping up a quick one on one session with Steven.

"See if you build your operating language without assumptions it will just work. Let's remove this bit of code here and look... the arm moves."

"You are amazing Penelope," he said wistfully.

"I may be amazing but I'm not fixing your code. Steven, go through the code and look for undefined terms and define them. Then swing by my office during office hours - if you can make Arnie dance, lattes are on me"

"It's a date… I mean a plan… I mean see you Thursday at 2, Ms. Penelope—I mean Mrs. Morgan. Argh Professor Morgan." He said as he gathered his things awkwardly.

She couldn't figure out what flustered Sophomore Steven until she saw Derek.

"See you then, Steven."

As Steve fumbled out of the room Derek walked over and kissed her, "I was wondering where you were—you're never late."

"I was here, observing sophomore Steve's puppy love for my wife."

"Jealous?" She asked raising an eyebrow

"Never," he said pinning her to her desk; he smiled as his lips found hers again. As soon as his lips touched hers she forgot where she was. She sat on her desk as Derek stepped between her legs. He pushed her closer to him as his tongue explored her mouth. She tilted her head and he kissed her with more passion. She tried to match his lust but a fire was ignited between them that they couldn't put out. As he kissed her neck she whispered, "we could go into the closet."

He chuckled by her ear and said, "I'm not that kind of guy."

He stepped away, "we should head back and wrap up."

She was so flustered but she knew what she wanted, "but the closet is right there and I'm ready"

He shook his head; grabbed her bag, and headed towards the door.

"Derek Freakin Morgan—really?"

She adjusted her dress, hair, and reapplied her lipstick… "We soooo aren't friends," she said as she walked past him.

As she packed her up her bag her boss, Franklin, stopped by. He knocked on the door as he came in, "Penelope can you stay late tomorrow?"

"Oh hi Derek," he said as he walked further into her office.

"Franklin."

"Sure what do you need?" Penelope asked.

"The Dean of Finance is having an arts mixer, aka beg rich folks for money for the arts tomorrow from 3-6 at the great hall. It's specifically for the arts, but he asked that we attend just in case someone wants to talk computers and technology. We can take turns answering, what will be the next Google," he said laughing at his own joke.

"Or what are google glasses?" she said, "Sure my last class is at ends at 330 I can be there at 345 or 4."

"Great, can you meet me in my office and we will walk over together."

"Derek, Stacey will send you a list of confirmed attendees."

"Thanks, Franklin"

"One of these days we have to have you guys over for dinner… My wife is a horrible cook but I make the best cocktails."

They chuckled as he left.

The next day just flew by, after her classes she freshened her make-up; then, she and Franklin headed to the hall. Derek was already inside talking to the science wives. They loved having such man candy around; at least that's what Stella overheard. She really loved having him at her work functions. They had a signal, which meant it was time to cut out. She would put her hand behind her back and play with her ring, when he saw that he came over and saved her. She just liked knowing he was watching. Harvey led Penelope and Franklin to possible funders and they razzle and dazzled them with dreams of technology. This was her 6th fundraiser since she'd been back and there was one thing she and Franklin agreed on – they hated asking for money.

After an hour of working the room Stella retreated to Derek – it was weird how their relationship developed, Stella thought. It wasn't a friendship, more like an intense acquaintance or a friend of a friend you tolerated. Stella knew he crossed the line with Penelope, but it was as if Derek's dislike for him was on pause, you know in a holding pattern, until she got her memory back. Maybe it was because she forced them together that it seemed natural for them to talk with out her present or to go on runs – not together but if he was in the park and Derek was in the park they may talk after. Now that he was with Jenn, he could see how his feelings for Penelope where real but safe. He was fixated on her because he knew on some level he wasn't ready for a real relationship and she was unattainable. Being with Penelope, or being infatuated with her, gave him the amount of relationship he could handle. Now that he was actually in relationship – he could see how yes he loved Penelope but he was actually in love with what she had—the family, the house, the career, he kind of idealized what she had not realizing the work that went into it. He was in love with Jenn because she had a power, like Penelope, to make him relax and take life one shiny day at a time. She came to Switzerland when his father died. She knew about Penelope and didn't judge him – instead she created a forgiveness mantra for his daily meditation. He thought it was a crock of shit in the beginning but amazingly enough it worked. He knew when her memory returned their strange foursome would be over and he accepted that. Every action had a reaction.

He walked over to Derek and patted him on the shoulder, as they walked away from the wives, Derek asked "what took you so long?"

"You looked like you were having fun being man candy… so?" Stella teased.

Derek laughed, "we'll see how funny it is when I tell them you are recently single."

They hear a glass drop and they both search the room for Penelope. Derek sees Penelope in the other room by the bar with an unidentified man—Stella says that's him, Leif Westinghouse.

10 minutes before

Franklin whispered to her, "your tour of duty is over," and with that Penelope headed to the bar for her first glass of wine. She spots one of her students as the bartender and asked them to give her a glass of Shiraz.

A hand touches the small of her back and she assumes it is Derek.

"10 more minutes and we can go handsome," she said without turning.

"Do you think I'm handsome?"

She turned around to see this 6'4 tall-distinguished man with an expensive tailored suit and golden aged skin. His breath smells like smoke and whiskey and it's palpable. His cologne was expensive cologne and familiar.

"Sorry I thought you were my husband," she said perplexed by the familiarity, "I'm Penelope Morgan, professor of Computer Science."

"We've met"

"I'm sorry. I must've blanked—I apologize"

"Am I so forgettable? I thought I made an impression," he said smiling at her as he stepped closer, instinctively she took a step back, "I don't think my ego will ever recover."

She smiled a tiny smile as she took a sip of her drink. He twirled a straw in his hand and it reminded her of something. His smile seemed so familiar but she couldn't place it.

"Ok, you really don't remember me - I'm Lee"

"Nice to meet you again Lee," she said as she extended her hand.

They talked about her lab, the sciences, funding. The whole time he looked at her so oddly or maybe she just felt odd. He seemed so familiar – his cologne – matter of fact every smell she could taste. She felt her saliva get thinner and she thought she might be sick. What was wrong with the wine, she thought. Maybe it was corked or something. As he talked about his company she held on to the bar and tried to think of a way to exit. She felt overcome by nausea. She looked up at him smiled. She extended her hand, "It was great meeting you Lee."

He took her hand and stepped closer, "So formal," he said as he lifted her chin to look directly into his eyes, "we are more familiar than that Sweet P.,"

Shit she thought, this was the guy from her office—she was having an affair and her heart broke into a thousand little pieces. How could she - she wondered as her wine glass fell to the floor.

She bent down to pick up the broken glass and so did he. She picked up the stem and he touched her hand again smiling. She pulled her hand away and said,

"I – I'm sorry – I don't remember a bunch of things- I was in an accident," she said as a tear sailed down her cheek. "I don't remember what we were to each other but I love my husband."

Leif was taken a back - what did she think they were? He smiled at her knowing—he could use this to his advantage - Round two just got easier.

I know it is like 80% the same but it will impact the upcoming chapters… as always please review :)