A/N: Okay my lovelies here is Chapter Five! I'm sorry it's really really late tonight, but hey it's here right?! Okay so fair warning, I've never been to Canada or Alaska for that matter so if my geography is off I'm sorry I tried to do some reaserch online before writing this chapter, also if the grammar and spelling is off once again I'm sorry I'm trying to catch them all as I go with the lovely help of microsoft office and my adorably annoying grammar Nazi little sister AKA XPrincessOfPrincesX. Once again please please review, nervous about how I wrote Penelope and Derek in this chapter!
Oh a special Shout out to Miss Jenny Crum who I've been bouncing idea's off of before I even started writing this story!
And of course a shout out to all of the amazing reviews I've gotten because honestly I was super nervous to post this story and the reason I write and post so often is because of all the sweet and amazing reviews I've gotten so a huge thank you to you all! And without further ado here's your chapter!
Chapter Five:
The next morning came too soon for everyone. They had a case. A bad case. An Unsub was kidnapping and killing women along the Alaskan Canadian border. They already had five victims. Everyone was going. No discussion. They were all to meet in the War Room at eight thirty sharp.
"But Hotch, I can send everything via text and email to your phones. I know you don't need me there that badly." Penelope was pleading with him. She could not sit on a flight from Quantico to freaking Canada with Derek right now, and she could damn sure not be stuck in freaking Canada with him for however long this case was. Regardless of it being work or not she knew he'd try to find a way to talk to her and it was just not something she could handle.
"Penelope under any other circumstance I wouldn't ask you to go. I know what you're going through right now and I know you don't want to have to deal with this, but I'm sorry you have to go. We won't have a stable enough signal in Beaver Creek. We need you, and these women need you. No one can do your job like you can, so don't even think of suggesting we bring someone else. Now I've got a few more things to take care of before we meet. I'll see you in the war room in ten okay?" Hotch walked off before she could even respond.
Penelope walked back to her lair to get everything ready. She knew she shouldn't have even asked, but honestly she didn't even want to be here. How was she going survive this whole case with him? Oh this was killing her. Penelope finished collecting her files and walked to the War Room. Everyone was there except for Hotch. Her seat that she usually took next to Morgan was open and waiting for her. Instead she took Hotch's normal seat next to Emily. Unfortunately that didn't go unnoticed by the entire team. Neither did her appearance. Instead of her normal bright colorful outfits she was wearing a pair of jeans and a black T Shirt that had the RENT musical title on it and had her hair pulled up in a ponytail. She had make up on, but it wasn't her normal funky colors, it was pretty neutral, she definitely didn't look like Penelope.
"Garcie are you okay?" Reid asked looking at his best friend. In the twelve years he'd known her he'd never seen her look like this except for when she got shot, and honestly even then she looked more like herself than she did right now.
"Yep. I'm fine." Penelope said. Everyone looked at her. She didn't smile, she didn't make a joke, use a nickname, thank him for worrying, nothing.
Morgan was about to ask her what was going on, but Hotch came walking into the room. They spent the next fifteen minutes debriefing and speculating about the case and unsub, before Hotch released them to grab their go bags and make their way to the jet. Penelope bolted towards her lair before anyone else was out of their seats.
"What's going on with her?" Morgan asked directing the question to J.J. and Emily.
"Really?!" Came J.J.'s response, as she got up and walked out with Reid following closely behind her.
"Think, think really hard Morgan." Emily replied, not as harshly, but just as irritated as J.J. had as she got up and left with Hotch.
"Man is this because of how I left things yesterday?" Derek asked looking to Rossi for help.
"Derek I think this is more than just that, but we have a long flight and at least a week ahead of us in Canada I think you should really consider at least trying to apologize to Kitten before we get to the air strip. Honestly, just consider it." And with that David got up and went to call his wife before walking out as well. Derek decided to take Rossi's advice and made his way to Penelope's lair, just as he raised his hand to knock, it opened.
"Baby Girl hey I was just coming to talk to you." Derek said giving her a smile.
"Agent Morgan what can I do for you?" Penelope said adjusting the bag's on her shoulder's, trying to avoid looking at him.
"Angel come on, please don't do this, I'm sorry about how I left things Friday, but honestly I had something really important to do. I'm sorry I shouldn't have just left without coming and seeing you, but honestly when you hear why I didn't it'll make perfect sense." Derek tried to reach for her, but she moved past him.
"Agent Morgan I'm sorry, but I need to get this equipment to the jet. I'll see you there though." Penelope said walking off, that was the hardest thing she had to do, but she just couldn't give in. He was engaged to Savannah, and he deserved happiness even if that meant her heart was breaking. Penelope wasn't sure if she could do this. This case would be the test. If she couldn't handle this then when they got back she would put in for her transfer. It would kill her to leave her super heroes, but she would make sure they had someone suitable to work with them.
She got to the plane and made her way over to sit with J.J. and Emily. They knew she would need them for this. She got settled in with them and pulled out Jane Eyre. The flight was extremely quiet. J.J. and Emily talked about Jack and Henry's soccer team. They occasionally got a comment out of her. Rossi brought up her cooking lessons with him and Fran, asking what she'd want to learn to make next trying to get her to talk to him. It worked for a moment, he even got a small smile out of her when he complimented her fettuccini Alfredo. Derek tried to jump on that by asking her to make it for him some time. It didn't work. At that she pulled out her IPOD. The rest of the plane ride went like that. No one even tried to get her to talk anymore. In twelve years none of them at seen Penelope blatantly ignore one of them. Derek didn't know what he could've done to deserve that, but he knew before they left Canada he was going to figure it out and fix it.
Beaver Creek, Canada:
As the team unloaded their bags and Rossi and Garcia unloaded her equipment they realized two things. One it was ungodly cold here, and two, they were already ready to go home. The team went to check in with the local police department. It was like walking into one of those old school cop shows. They were so behind. Penelope got her babies sat up while the team went over all the evidence and victimology the local police had complied. After a few hours they went to check in at the hotel. They were all sitting in the sitting area down stairs eating and trying to make lite conversation when the owner and manager of the hotel walked up and asked to speak with Hotch.
"So Baby Girl, I was wondering if we could talk?" Derek asked coming to sit on the arm of the armchair Penelope was sitting in.
"Well Agent Morgan I haven't gotten started on any of the searches yet so I don't have any information for you yet, but I promise by tomorrow afternoon I should have something to show you." Penelope said not even looking up from her plate.
"Sweetness I don't want to talk about the case. Please, I'm really begging here. Talk to me. Hell yell at me I don't care. Just something other than this." Derek pleaded with her. He knew he'd hurt her, but he didn't think he deserved this.
"I-I can't okay." And with that she got up, sat her barely eaten salad on the coffee table and made a bee line for the down stairs restroom. Derek just sat there head in his hands. He was honestly lost. He had no clue what to do here.
"Well guys I've got some news." Hotch said walking back in the room. All remaining eyes turned to him so he continued. "They only have four rooms available. Three have queen size beds and one is a double. I figured Emily and I could take one, Reid and J.J., and then if Derek can get Penelope to speak to him they can have the third, and Rossi I figured you would be fine sleeping along?" Hotch said with his normal stoic look.
"Man I don't know if she'll go for that, but I can try." Derek said getting up and walking in the direction Penelope had previously went.
"You really think she'll stay the night in the room with him when she thinks he's engaged to Savannah? She won't even refer to him as anything other than Agent Morgan right now." Emily said looking at her husband.
"Well there going to have to, unless Dave wants to share a bed with Derek." Hotch said with a slight smirk towards Dave.
Down the hall Derek was pleading with Penelope to come out and talk to him.
"Baby Girl, please come out. Come on were going to have to try to get along anyways, they're short on rooms and you and I are sharing a room." Derek said through the locked door. Still getting no response he walked away. He figured he'd go up to the room, she'd have to come up there eventually.
After Penelope heard Derek retreating she went back into the sitting area. Everyone except David had went upstairs. He was just getting off the phone with Fran and patted the spot next to him for her to sit down.
"So I take it Derek told you, you're rooming together?" Dave asked seeing how distraught she looked.
"I can't share a room with him." Penelope said looking down.
"Kitten you kind of have to. They are short on rooms." Dave said hoping she'd just give in. He knew if they could only talk they'd work this out. That was what the whole issue was. She wouldn't talk to him and he wouldn't make her listen to him.
"You – you- don't understand…I can't…." Penelope could barely get the words out before she started crying again.
"Kitten please don't cry you know how I hate to see you cry." Dave said pulling her into a hug. "I know if you'd just talk to him he could explain and then things could get better. Please. I hate seeing you like this." Dave said. He didn't want to let on that he knew what Savannah had done.
"I know Fran told you. I didn't expect her to keep it from you. You're married I'd never ask her to keep anything from you. Just like with J.J. and Emily. I know they told Hotch and Reid. I can't share a room with him Dave. This. It's hard enough seeing him, hearing him trying to talk to me. I just can't. I mean I'm already thinking of leaving the unit because being around him hurts. I don't think I can stay on this case if I have to share a room with him." Penelope was rambling. She knew she was, but she couldn't help it. Her emotions were everywhere.
"Okay. I'll share with Morgan, you can have my room, but you can't leave the BAU. You are family to us and I refuse to let you leave you family because you and Derek are so hard headed." Dave said hugging her again. As they made their way upstairs Dave showed her the room that was now hers and said he'd bring her, her bags, and started towards the room that he was now sharing with Morgan. Dave had officially made up his mind. The second this case was over he was locking them in the closest closet, room, shed, he didn't care and making them work their issues out.