Soul Purpose Chapter 23

Flashback continues…

“Excuse me? What did you just say?”

“I need you to help me end my life.”

“Derek…what the hell!”

“I just closed a case and…”

“The one with the dirty agents?”


“So you closed a case. Go home to your family and fix things with Penelope.”

“That’s just it, I don’t think it’s finished. The director wants it closed but…”

“But what?”

“It was too easy and I think the three men that were arrested were just the tip of a very large iceberg.”

“This is bringing back some really bad memories.”

“I know and that’s why I need your help. You faked your death to protect the rest of us. I need to fake mine to protect my family and the team.”

“Do you remember what happened the last time…?”

“I remember and I get it now. I know why you did what you did.”

“And you know the damage it caused. I almost lost all of you for good. I think Reid is still pissed at me even though he’ll never admit it.”

Several minutes passed before she said another word. The silence was thick and he knew he was asking a lot of her. He wanted to tell her that she owed him for all the months he’d searched for answers to her ‘death’ and he wanted to threaten to send her the bills for all of his therapy hours but he didn’t. He knew that what he was asking wasn’t fair to her and it wasn’t fair to Rossi who would be the one to take the hit from the others but he had to do what he needed to do to protect them all. He had no idea who the other players where but he was certain that they were close and powerful and would do anything necessary to stop him from finding the truth and bringing them down.

“Look Prentiss, I know I’m asking a lot but I don’t know who else to ask.”

He heard her exhale before giving him her answer. The truth of the matter was that she’d do anything for him and the others even if it meant risking everything. Still she didn’t like it. Just like she didn’t like politics she disliked secrets and lying even more.

“Okay, what do you need me to do?”

Flashback ends…

BAU Headquarters – Present Day –

“Derek’s alive.”

Penelope had been like a zombie since entering the room. She’d sat at her usual seat at the conference table while the others filed in and sat quietly mourning the loss of a friend. Fran had refused to sit instead she stood near the door alone. Dave stood at the head of the table with Hotch. Spencer and JJ kept a close eye on Penelope worriedly. Slowly Penelope lifted her head to meet Hotch’s eyes. She saw the guilt and in that moment she hated him for what he had put her through.

“I…saw…them put my husband’s in a body bag and wheel him away…they put dead bodies in body bags.” Her voice trembled with anger and grief.

Fran shot a look of disbelief at her husband she saw the look in his eyes. It was a look she’d never seen before; she didn’t have to be familiar with it. He’d somehow played a part in the craziness that had suddenly engulfed her.

“What is going on Agent Hotchner? Where’s my son?”

“Oh my god…”

JJ waited for the answers that would destroy everything between them. She knew what a lie like this costs no matter what the reason, it wasn’t worth it.

“It was something we had to do in a hurry…”

“Hotch, please let me.” Rossi interrupted.

“That last night in New York, we’d wrapped up the case and while we were at dinner I noticed that Derek was preoccupied so we went outside.”

“Where is he?” Garcia interrupted.

“We…we can’t…” Dave began.

“I said where is he?”

“Answer her David!”

She’d only called him David once before. He saw the fire in his wife’s eyes and he shuddered.

“You all need to know the reason we…”

Fran walked toward her husband past Hotch and stood directly in front of the two men. Penelope stood and joined her mother-in-law.

“You take us to see Derek right now or you’ll wish that we never met!”

“Bella, please just let me explain…”

Dave gently grabbed her arms and held her in place. She stared deep into his soul then jerked away from him and turned toward the door. Just before stepping out into the hallway she turned to face them all then at her husband.

“There’s nothing to explain unless you’re telling me where Derek is.”

She waited and he remained silent.


Then Penelope felt a sharp pain in her side and the room began to spin around her and her sight became blurry. She tried to speak but nothing more would come then everything went black.

“Oh my god! PENELOPE!”

Unknown Medical Facility –

Dr. Peterson frowned as he reviewed the chart. His patient was young and obviously took great care of himself yet he worried that it wouldn’t be enough to pull him out of this crisis. He’d seen worse and he knew the odds but he also believed in miracles he’d witnessed many in his time as a doctor. Once again his mind went back to the beautiful raven-haired FBI agent that had nearly died twice in this very facility. Her friends believed that she had died but in fact he and his staff had nursed her back to health until she was able to disappear for good. Avery watched as Morgan’s chest rose and fell aided by the respirator and the other machines and monitors.

“Any change?”

He hadn’t heard her enter so engrossed in the sight before him.

“Jessica, hi…I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Yeah I know. You amaze me.”


He turned to face her puzzled.

“All these years you’ve been a doctor and you still get so emotionally involved with your patients.”

“They taught us in medical school not to but I can’t help it. I can’t just…”

“Hey, I’m not judging you and you don’t owe me an explanation. It’s just good to see that you haven’t lost your humanity.”

He smiled and turned back to face his patient.


“So how is he?”

“Not good. I’m afraid I might not be able to save this one, Jess.”

“Don’t. Don’t do that. You told me not to give up, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah I did, didn’t I?”

“Yes you did. I’m counting on you.” Then looking at Morgan. “And so is he.”

Then almost immediately, the room was filled with the loud sounds of the monitors beeping and screaming that something was wrong…terribly wrong. Avery and Jessica rushed into action as the room filled with other staff.

“No, no, no you don’t! Come on! Hang in there! Hang in there!”

Things seemed to shift into slow motion as the frenzy of action became a well- choreographed dance around Derek as the hands and bodies worked to save his life once again.

“Don’t you die on me!”













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