The Fall Chapter 12

Atlanta General Hospital – Afternoon –

“Thank you.”

Hotch glanced back at Rossi before speaking.

“Thank you?”

“Yes. Thank you. Thank you for insisting I come along on this case.”

“I just thought we could access your skills faster if you were here, that’s all.”

A slight smile appeared on Penelope’s face as she continued to stare out the window.

“You’re a softie, you know that Aaron Hotchner?”

“Who, me?”

He smiled ever so slightly as he stood behind her.

“Yeah you but I won’t tell.”

“Thanks.” His smile broadened.

Penelope rubbed her hand over her bell absentmindedly.

“If he doesn’t make it…”

“He’ll make it.”

“But will he be the same? Will he be the same Derek, my Derek?”

Hotch had no words that would reassure her. Nothing that they had ever come up against had prepared him for this. What he did know was that Morgan had obviously gone through a lot they’d all seen it especially Garcia. He wanted to embrace her and tell her that Derek would be okay but he withheld his emotions because it was all he knew how to do.

“Derek Morgan?”

The group stood and approached the middle-aged petite woman. Penelope led the way making it to the doctor before the others.

“How’s my husband?”

The doctor looked around at the desperate faces before beginning.

“My name is Doctor Flores and I’ve been treating Mr. Morgan since he was brought in.”

“Is he going to be okay?” Penelope asked.

“I must admit I’ve never come across anything like this before…”

“What are you saying, Dr. Flores?” Hotch asked.

“We ran every possible test and what we found is quite unusual. We found a very potent combination of drugs in his system.”

“What are you saying?” JJ asked.

“Mr. Morgan has been drugged for a long period of time with a very sophisticated cocktail that makes a person compliant and it also leaves them vulnerable to suggestions…”

“Brainwashing?” Reid interrupted.

“Exactly. In this case however, it looks like Mr. Morgan may have been forced to take the drugs for at least five or six months.”

“What makes you say that?”

“The amount of the drug in his system is quite significant. That and the fact that he has some bruises over his body that are in varying degrees of healing, like he may have been tortured and beaten as a part of getting him to comply to whatever he was being forced to do.”

“Oh my god!” Penelope cried out. “What did they do to him?”

“Is he awake?” Rossi asked.

“He’s been in and out. The last drug he was given was a sedative that was enough to keep him out for several hours. We’re trying to counteract it but with the other drugs in his system, we don’t want to take any chances.”

“Can we see him?”

“Sure. Is any of you, Savannah?” He’s been asking for her. He says she’s his wife.”

Penelope turned away from the group and burst into tears. She couldn’t hear anymore. Savannah had taken Derek, done horrible things to him and now all he wanted was the woman who had done this to him.

JJ followed Penelope across the room wrapping her arm firmly around her friend’s shoulders.

“I’ve lost him JJ! It’s not fair! He should be asking for me, not that wretched bitch!”

“Garcie, he’s not himself, you know that! You’ve got to hold on! He’s going to need you when he comes out of this.”

“I don’t know how much I can take. JJ, I don’t know how much he can take.”

Dr. Flores watched with concern at the pregnant woman. She assumed that she was more than just a friend to her patient.

“Go ahead, Doctor. Savannah is not Mr. Morgan’s wife, she is.” Hotch said nodding toward Penelope.

“I see. She looks to be about seven months pregnant am I right?”

“Yes. Agent Morgan disappeared shortly after finding out that his wife and he were expecting their first child. He’s been missing for over six months.” Dave answered.

“What’s his prognosis?” Reid asked.

“Frankly, I’m not sure. I’ve called in a few specialists to help me figure out just what he was given. Whoever did this designed this drug just for your friend for a specific reason and neither I nor have my colleagues ever heard of anything like it.”

“So what do we do now?” Sheldon asked.

“We wait. Until the drugs are completely out of his system we’re in the dark. He most likely will experience some sort of withdrawal because he’s been given the drugs for so long his system may be dependent on them but again, we’ll have to wait and see what happens until we can find someone familiar with this sort of thing.”

“That’s it? So he’s supposed to lie in that bed and suffer? He doesn’t deserve that!”

The others looked around at each other in surprise. Sheldon walked away visibly upset.

“I’m sorry I don’t have better news. You can see him if you like but please don’t upset him. He’s in room 418.”

And without another word, the doctor left the waiting room.

The Cabin –

Hamilton checked his watch. It had been too long. The three of them should have been here at least two hours ago. Something was wrong and whatever it was he couldn’t afford to get caught. He owed her but he wasn’t quite ready to relinquish his freedom just to prove how sorry he was. So, he did what he had to do he began removing all evidence that he had ever been there.

6 months ago –

“Are you sure this is necessary?”

Savannah very rarely questioned him but this seemed so extreme. It was his idea to take him to the darkest moments of his life. She couldn’t imagine taking him here to an exact replica of the day his life had changed forever.

“You better man up, boy!”

“Please, I don’t want to do this.” He sounded like a little boy.

“Just take a sip of this, D it will help you to relax.”

“No, please…”

“I said, DRINK IT!”

Savannah watched as he took a small sip from the bottle most of it dribbled down his chin and onto his shirt.


Derek shook his head, no but Hamilton insisted as he forced his head against the headrest pinning it in place.

“Marcos, hold him still, hold him still!”

Obediently, Marcos stepped from the darkness taking his place behind Derek placing his large hands on each side of his head and holding it in place stopping his struggles to break free. Then Hamilton smirked as the man grimaced and moaned in protest.

“Now, drink it!”

Hamilton grabbed his jaw and squeezed forcing his mouth open in reflex. Then pouring the brown liquid into his mouth he grinned in victory while Derek quickly made the decision to swallow or choke to death.

“That’s it…thaaat’s it. Now let’s have some fun!”

A lot had happened in that cabin and Hamilton was quite proud of his work. He’d done his research and had created the place to look exactly like the cabin in Wisconsin that had been the playpen of the vile pedophile Carl Buford. Hamilton was amazed that not even that had broken Derek, it should have but it didn’t. It was only a matter of time the man had endured much too much already in a fight to keep his identity and his sanity.

Hamilton had never failed and he wouldn’t start now. Hamilton looked up at Savannah then back at Derek as he began undressing him.

Present –

The cabin was spotless and there was nothing left that would prove that he had been there. Professor Hamilton Porter grabbed the last box and took one last look around the large room. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to reminisce on the pleas and the screams of a man who’d never stood a chance against him.

He tried Savannah again and like before his call went to voicemail. He had his ways of finding out what had happened and so he closed the door and jumped into his van and headed back toward his hotel.

Atlanta General Hospital –

Derek slowly opened his eyes. He felt as if he’d been asleep for days. There she was sitting at his bedside crying as she stared at him.

“It’s you again.” He slurred.

“Hey, you’re awake.”

“What happened?”

“You…you collapsed.”

Morgan’s eyes wondered around the room it looked familiar like the room he’d occupied the day before. Then he looked at the blonde woman whom he’d seen in his dreams. Now he was seeing her again in person and he didn’t know quite what to make of it all.

“My wife…”

“Yes, you’re wife…I’m your…” She felt hope for the first time since finding him.

“Where is my wife? I need to see her…”

Penelope’s hope was snatched away again as he became anxious and restless.

“Please…tell me where she is. I need Savannah! I need my wife…”

Then the sedative that was still in his system pulled him back into the abyss as his body relaxed against the pillows and once again he fell asleep.

“Derek? What happened to you? Please don’t leave me…again.”







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