AN: Hey everyone! We want to say thank you for sticking with this story. Everything starts to turn around now and we hope you liked our little twist we had there. Thank you all so much for the support. Evgrrl09 and I really appreciate it. We have been working really hard to get you these last three chapters out super fast so you all wouldn't have to wonder long.

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Penelope sat at the edge of Morgan's hospital bed, her mind running wild with everything that had happened in the past week.

Four days. It had been four days that Morgan had been in a coma. She closed her eyes thinking about the call she had gotten from Hotch. She was waiting at her desk like normal, for her team to call with and update. When she finally got the call it wasn't one she expected. Hotch had informed her Morgan had been shot by the unsub.

Her whole world stopped after hearing those words.

She was such an idiot! Morgan and her had gotten into a huge fight before leaving for the case. She wouldn't even kiss him goodbye. And now he was lying in a coma, fighting for his life.

She cursed herself again. In the past when they had fought and he had to leave on a case, they would always make up before hand. She knew the importance of not leaving without saying goodbye or I love you. The incident with her parents had taught her that. But here she was in the same boat. She foolishly dismissed him when he came into her office before he left. She was just still so angry about the night before at the bar.

"Baby why are you glaring at me?" Derek asked his girlfriend as he made his way back to the table.

"It's nothing," she lied, as she continued to glare at him. The girl he had been dancing with was now making her way over to them. Penelope huffed as she turned in her seat just as the hussie approached. She was not going to bare witness to anything this bimbo wanted to say.

"Oh baby," the woman cooed. "I turned around and you were off the dance floor. Wanna come back and..." she whispered something in his ear that made him laugh.

"Maybe in a little, Darlin'. I need to cool down," he said.

The woman huffed and tuned leaving him there.

Derek turned to his girlfriend of six months and watched as Penelope dug through her purse, pulling out some bills to throw them on the table. She then grabbed her purse and headed right for the door.

Derek quickly followed catching up with her. "Baby, what's wrong? Where are you going?"

She turned to face him, all of the hurt and anger showing in her eyes. "What's wrong? Are you for real?" she snapped. "You don't even realize you're doing it, do you?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, trying to defend himself, even though he had no idea why he needed to defend himself.

"When she came over you should have said you were with your girlfriend not maybe later Darlin'." She could feel the anger bubbling up in her. She had noticed him doing this when they went out, but she normally brushed it off. Today was the last straw. If he didn't want to be fully committed in this relationship, why even bother? "Why are we even together if you insist on keeping your options open?"

"I'm not keeping my options open, Penelope," he said, in disbelief, but that soon faded as he watched her expression change to anger. "Why are you acting so jealous?" He glared at her. "You never acted like a jealous girlfriend before. Is this how it's gonna be from now on? Am I gonna need to give you my passwords, or you gonna have Reid check in on me when we're on a case?"

"Screw you! I wouldn't have to be worried about my place in your life if you acted like a boyfriend, instead of a player," she spat. "I was right there, Derek. You could have told her you were with your girlfriend, pointed at me, pulled me over, anything to show that you were very much taken. But no, you Maybe later Darlin'ed her. Who even says Darlin'?" Her eyes narrowed at him. "I thought I meant something to you?"

"Are you saying I'm cheating on you?" he asked in disbelief.

"No, I'm saying you keep your options open for something better to come along." She turned on her heel, hopping into her car and driving away without caring what else he had to say.

"Garcia?" Hotch asked as he made his way into the hospital room, drawing Penelope out of her memory. She averted her gaze from Morgan to Hotch briefly. "Yeah?"

Hotch sighed, she hadn't left since she made it to the hospital four days ago, as far as he knew she hadn't even eaten. He spoke softly, "you should go and get some rest, Penelope. If anything changes you'll be the first I call."

"I can't," she told him, tears pricking her eyes. "I can't leave him. I messed up so bad. I didn't tell him I love him before you all left. I was still so angry with him, and I- I-" Tears started falling.

Hotch placed his hand on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze, "You didn't know this was going to happen, Penelope. No one knows when stuff like this is going to happen."

She looked up at him. "I should have known though, Hotch. I know better than to leave angry or have anything unspoken. The same thing happened with my parents and now…" she looked back at Derek lying unresponsive, "… now he might never wake up. I'll never be able to tell him I'm sorry for being jealous. I knew he loved me."

"Loves you, Penelope. Derek loves you. He's going to wake up." Hotch moved to the side of Morgan's bed. He looked down at him, his heart going out to him and Penelope.

Hotch looked back at Penelope, "I'm going to get some coffee. Do you want to come with me?" he asked hopeful she would move, but knowing there was no way she would leave Derek's side.

She shook her head no, not taking her eyes off of Derek. "Can you get me a cup?"

Hotch nodded and made his way out of the room.

Penelope pulled her chair right next to Derek's head. She took his hand, squeezing it. "Baby Boy, please wake up for me. I am so sorry I ruined what we had. I was just so jealous. I know you love me. I just really need you to wake up so I can tell you how sorry I am."

"When I got the call from Hotch my world stopped. He told me how you and Emily went in after the unsub but he had set a trap and you being the first one in fell right into his game plan. I can't believe he got to you. Part of me is so angry at you, for being so stupid and getting yourself hurt but..." she sighed."… oh god, baby, please, please wake up for me."

She put her head down onto the bed as she let the tears fall. She would do anything to have him just open his eyes.

She thought she imagined it at first. She thought that her mind was playing tricks on her. But that still didn't stop her from shooting her head up to look up at him. Then she felt it again.

There was no denying it: Derek was squeezing her hand back.

AN: So yes, everything that has happened was Derek's dream state while he was in a coma. :) More to come soon.