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Chapter Six:

Dave came in the room and didn't see Morgan, he distantly heard the shower on, so he grabbed Penelope's bags and left to take them to her. He knew this wasn't going to over well. Morgan was going to be pissed, but he couldn't help it. Dave couldn't stand to see his surrogate daughter hurting like this. If Derek wasn't going to let him tell her anything, and Penelope wasn't going to listen when they told her he wasn't engaged or at the very least ask him herself, then the best he could do is help them all survive this case and get home. He delivered Penelope's bags and made his way back to the room he was going to attempt to share with Morgan. This was going to be interesting. He walked in with his go back, just as Derek was coming out of the bathroom.

"Dave? What's going on?" Derek asked looking from him to his go bag. He instantly knew. Penelope had gotten him to switch rooms. He couldn't believe this.

"No." was all Derek said as he walked over to put his clothes in his bag.

"Morgan I don't like this anymore than you do, but I couldn't tell her no. She was so upset. I couldn't do that to her." Dave said setting his bag on the floor and taking a seat on the bed.

"Dave this was going to be my chance. I was going to try to talk to her." Derek said sitting down next to him frustrated.

"Derek she isn't going to talk to you tonight." Dave said with a sigh. God when would these two ever get it together.

"I'm not sharing a room with you. Penelope can get over it and share the room with me, and let you go back to your own room." Derek replied as if saying it would make it come true.

"Well you know where she is. Go ahead and tell her that. I'm not stopping you." Dave said grabbing his bag and making his way to the bathroom to grab a shower too.

Derek sat there thinking. He knew there was more to this than the how he left things the day they came home, he didn't know what it was but he knew something was up. Derek made up his mind. He would leave it be tonight. Share this damn room with Dave and then try to talk to his Baby Girl tomorrow.

Unfortunately tomorrow was go go go nonstop for them. Another body had been dumped during the night. The team barely had a chance for coffee and breakfast on the go before they needed to be at the next crime scene. And of course anytime Derek tried to call Penelope it was "Agent Morgan" this and "Agent Morgan" that. There was no playful tone, no laugh, no nickname or term of endearment. She was all business with him. It was killing him. He just wanted one smile, one laugh, hell he'd even take his first name! Something. Anything.

Later that night while they all sat in the sitting room unwinding from a hell of a day eating dinner. Derek thought he'd try to once again to get Penelope to talk to him.

"Hey so how was things on your end today Baby Girl?" Derek asked hopeful that she'd at least respond.

"Stressful, but I'm sure not as stressful as yours Agent Morgan." Penelope said picking at her food.

"Angel, please don't start that again." Derek said looking at her, noticing the glances the rest of their team was giving them.

"Hey uh PG, I was wondering if when we get home if you'd want to help me make some shirts for all the parents of the kids on Jack and Henry's soccer team to wear on game days? We want something creative that'll stand out at the games." Emily said trying to help Derek out and get her to at least talk about something.

"Yeah I'm sure I can come up with something." Penelope said sitting her food down on the table. She picked up her book from the day before, and started to go back up stairs.

"Derek give her time." Emily said looking at him, she knew he was hurting, and confused, but she had promised Penelope not to say anything. Penelope for some unknown reason believed what that bitch said, despite what all of them had told her. The only one Penelope would believe was Derek, but right now she refused to even speak to him. Penelope thought she was helping him achieve happiness by pushing him away, but in all reality she was torturing them both.

The rest of the week went like this. There was no relief. Penelope didn't speak to Derek unless there was no other way around it. If she had information she called J.J., Reid, Rossi or Emily. At dinner she spoke when spoken to, but quickly made her way back to her room to read that book. Derek was starting to hate Jane Eyre more and more. He'd never read the book, honestly he never wanted to see it again. He swore if she read as much as it appeared she did she could've read Jane Eyre ten times by now.

By the time Friday came around Derek was starting to lose it. He told Rossi he was starting to believe the Unsub was plotting against him, every time he thought he was making some head way in geting Penelope to talk to him something would come up with the case.

"Morgan it's just stress, and probably lack of sleep, you know I can take the floor, we can take turns you don't have to keep sleeping on it. Even with pillows it doesn't seem comfortable." Rossi said, he really felt bad, he had told him all of this before, but Derek wouldn't hear of it. He knew Rossi was in good health, but he was still too old to be sleeping on the floor.

"If Penelope would just talk to me none of this would be an issue." Derek muttered. He was so ready to be done with this case and go home so he could hopefully fix things with her.

Thankfully by Saturday afternoon they had finally caught a break, they had caught the Unsub before he was able to kill his eighth victim. They were all so ready to be done with this case. The team was back at the hotel with their bags packed waiting for word from the pilot to let them know it was time to go. It had been a really hard week, and everyone was just ready to back in Quantico, in their homes, and in their own beds.

"Well guys I've got some bad news for you all." The hotel manager came in looking at the exhausted agents. She looked up when she saw she had all of their attention. "Your plane is grounded because of the snow storm."

"But it's not that bad yet why can't we fly out tonight?" Emily asked.

"It's picked up quite a bit in the past hour, and it's supposed to get a whole lot worse, but on the chance that doesn't get too bad tonight and stays clear tomorrow you can fly out Monday morning. I'm sorry guys I know you were looking forward to leaving, but it's hopefully only one more night. Now we need to get prepared. The storm could potentially knock out the power and if it does we need to be ready."

The manager went over what all they would need to do just in case, emergency protocols, plans of action, the do's and don'ts. Depending on how bad it got they could be there a day or maybe even a week, it was all depending on the weather. They were all gathering supplies, food, water, flashlights, first aid kits, emergency pre charged heaters, blankets, and fire wood. They were all making their way back into the sitting area with the supplies when the power went out.

"I'll go check the backup generators and see if they're out too." The manager said grabbing her flashlight.

"I'll come with you." Hotch offered, he knew the killer was off the streets, but he wasn't about to let a lady walk out in a snow storm.

Emily, J.J. and Reid started organizing the supplies in the living room, Derek was messing with the emergency heaters, while Dave and Penelope were trying to start a fire in the fire place.

"Penelope I saw some matches in one of the drawers in the bathroom in mine and Derek's room will you please go grab them for me Kitten." Dave asked Penelope as he grouched in front of the fire place.

"Of course." Penelope said making her way up the stairs cautiously.

Once Dave was sure she was out of ear shot he turned to Derek.

"Hey I saw some candles up in the bedrooms why don't we go grab those while there's still a little bit of light outside." Dave said getting up from in front of the fire place.

"Yeah good idea. I can't get this thing to work anyways. I'll have to ask her when she gets back in here." Derek said referring to the manager.

They were walking up the stairs thankful for the little bit of light coming through the window at the top of the stairs. Derek went towards the room he had shared with Rossi, he knew he'd seen candles on the dresser in the room. He was gathering up the little candles when he heard rustling in the bathroom. Walking over towards the door it suddenly opened. Penelope stepped out, jumping as she turned, noticing she wasn't in the room alone anymore.

"I was just grabbing these candles. I didn't mean to scare you." Derek mumbled apologetically.

"I'm fine." Penelope said looking at her shoes.

"Listen Baby-" Derek didn't get to finish the thought, they were both caught off guard by the door to the room slamming.

"What the hell?" Derek asked walking to the door. He jiggled the handle. It wouldn't budge.

"What's going on?" Penelope asked getting scared.

"I don't know." Derek said banging his fist against the door.

"Listen to me, and listen to me good you two!" Rossi said through the door. "I'm done dealing with this from the both of you. You're stuck in there until you can work it out. The storms come in and were stuck here for at least a few days anyways so this is how you'll spend it until you work this out. I love you both, but you both need to grow up, and pull your heads out of your asses. Now get comfortable because this door is locked, and if you break it Morgan you'll have to deal with your mother, because I will tell her you broke this door to avoid talking to Penelope. I'll be back in a few hours." Dave said walking off with a smirk on his face. He knew this is what they needed, and when it was all over he knew they'd thank him.

"I can't believe he did this." Penelope said sliding down on to the floor.

"Really because I could so see him doing this." Derek said walking over and sitting next to her. She moved a little putting a few more inches between them. He sighed. He was so sick of this.

"Baby Girl, please, please, I'm begging you just talk to me." Derek pleading moving to where he was in front of her.

"Agen-" Penelope started.

"No! No, none of this Agent Morgan shit. Talk to me. Talk to me like you use to. Please Baby. Do you. Do you remember when I drove the ambulance out of the hospital with the bomb in the back?" Derek asked, knowing full well she wouldn't ever forget that. Penelope just nodded.

"I told you that day, you're my god given solace, and I asked you to never stop talking to me. I know you are technically not, not talking to me, but Baby this is worse than that. This is acting as if I'm no one to you. Baby please just stop this. I have so much I need to tell you and I can't do that while things are like this between us. Please." Derek said all of this with such emotion, it was heart wrenching to Penelope. She had tears running down her face as she listened to him.

"I – I can't." Penelope somehow managed to get out around the tears.

"Why Baby?" Derek said grabbing her hands in his.

"Because I promised I'd put distance between us." Penelope said staring at their joined hands. She had missed his touch so much. This was the first time she'd allowed him to touch her all week. The feeling on his hand on hers was like electricity.

"What? Why would you do that? Who made you promise that baby?" Derek asked getting angry now. He couldn't believe this, someone had made her promise to put distance between them.

"Your- your fiancé." She could barely get the words out, and as she said them the pain in her chest got so much worse.