Her
jaw dropped and so did her heart as she saw the wide-eyed face of Agent
Anderson. His clothes were disheveled
and were stained with blood. He moved
toward her closing the door behind him.
Her mind raced for a way around the man who’d for the last few days had
held Morgan captive doing god knows what to him. Mentally she kicked herself for not paying
more attention to all the attempts Derek had made to teach her
self-defense. Still, she wasn’t going to
be another one of this maniac’s victims without a fight.
“What have
you done with Morgan?”
“Oh, so
sweet! I love how you all care about each other.”
“Where is
he, you son-of-a-bitch?”
Anderson
confident that he had all the time in the world leaned against the door and
eyed her up and down.
“Agent
Morgan is indeed a lucky man. You are so beautiful! I never gave you much
thought though; with all the makeup and colors…the hair…I really missed it, you
know?”
“Get out of
my way!”
She moved
toward the door to show that she was not afraid of him. He smiled and stood straight ready for her
feeble attempt to get past him.
“Come on,
don’t you want to party, Baby Girl? I
want to party. I want to taste what Morgan gets to taste every night.”
The buzzing
of her cell phone drew both of their attentions to the glowing display screen
with Hotch’s name showing brightly.
Penelope grabbed it as Anderson shifted moving toward her.
“Hotch!”
It was all
she managed as Anderson grabbed her from behind clamping a firm hand over her
mouth as he held her in a death grip around her neck.
“Now, now,
Penelope, we can’t have that just yet!”
He snatched
the phone from her and took a long cleansing breath.
“Hello,
Agent Hotchner, Penelope can’t come to the phone right now she’s a little
busy.” He smirked.
Penelope
struggled under his grip but he was too strong.
She could here Hotch’s voice on the other end as she screamed under
Anderson’s hand.
“Please
Agent, your threats don’t scare me. I’ve
already proven that I’m smarter than all of you. I beat the invincible Derek Morgan and now
I’m going to play with the lovely Penelope Garcia.”
Anderson
threw his head back as he listened to Hotch’s continued threats to do him
bodily harm and he laughed in response as Garcia continued to struggle.
“Yes, I
understand why you would be upset, Sir, but I really have to go now. Penelope’s really gotten me worked up with
all of her wiggling and moaning. I’ve
got to relieve some pent up tensions and she’s just the one to help me with
that. When you find Derek let him know
that maybe he and I can compare notes sometime.”
He ended
the call and threw the phone across the room and crashing into the wall.
“Now it’s
just you and me, Baby Girl…”
Home of Derek Morgan –
As the team
waited for Garcia’s call back, Hotch thought that he also needed her to freeze
Anderson’s assets so that he wouldn’t have access his bank accounts and credit
cards.
“Hotch!”
His heart
stopped as he heard the man’s voice on her phone and her whimpering in the
background.
“Anderson!
Let her go! She has nothing to do with this!”
Hotch’s
mind went back to the day he lost Haley.
He should have known Anderson would go after Garcia how could they have
missed that?
“If you
touch her, I’ll kill you! That’s a promise!”
The team
gathered around their leader fearing the worse.
Hotch ran his hand through his hair as he tried to reason with
Anderson. He closed his eyes as the line
went dead.
“Hotch?” JJ didn’t really need to ask.
“He’s got
Garcia.”
BAU Headquarters –
She felt
his breath on her neck and the narrow blade of the knife as he slowly ran it up
and down the side of her neck. His hand was still over her mouth. He began to apply pressure to the knife
causing her to stop her struggle.
“That’s
right, that’s a good girl.”
He began to
walk them backwards toward the door keeping the knife to her neck to remind her
who was in charge.
“Let’s move
this party to Derek’s office since he won’t be using it for a while.”
It was late
and everyone who was not a part of the team had already left for the day. She felt the tears falling from her eyes not
from fear as much as from anger. She
wanted to kill him herself but he had the knife.
“Open the
door.”
She did as
she was told reaching a shaky hand toward the door and turning the knob. The two of them stepped out into the hallway
and headed toward the office two doors down.
Without being told she opened the door to Derek’s office and the two of
them stepped inside.
She made up
her mind that he wasn’t going to take her without a fight and it didn’t matter
what happened in the process. She’d make
Derek proud to know that he hadn’t wasted his time teaching her how to protect
herself. She’d prove to him that she was
strong, that she was a fighter, then she felt the sharp prick to her neck and
in seconds things began to slow and grow fuzzy then everything faded to black.
He was torn
between laying her limp body on the leather couch or the floor; he chose the
floor. He stood over her for a moment
before moving to lock the door. He knelt
down next to her and brushed a few strands of blonde hair from her face. He wondered how many times she and Morgan had
defiled this floor. She was his now and
after he was finished with her, he’d carve his name in her pale soft skin before
he slit her throat.
Potomac General Hospital –
Derek felt
the pain easing and transforming into numbness.
The nurses had finally left him alone and for that he was thankful. He needed to get to a phone. Anderson had whispered his intent in his ear
just before he left him bleeding in the hospital parking lot. He was going after Penelope to do to her what
the Reaper had done to Haley and worse.
Derek had made her a promise to protect her for the rest of his life and
he meant to keep it. Anderson was so
sure he’d beaten him and Morgan thought he had too but he made a mistake when
he threatened her. Morgan couldn’t let him get away with that.
He held his
breath bracing himself against the fight his body would surely put up once he
began to get out of bed.
“I’m coming Baby Girl. I won’t let him hurt
you. I made you a promise and I plan to keep it!”
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