Agent Derek Morgan had not only tackled the UnSub but he also got a few punches in as well. The man had killed eight children all under the age of six, which made him feel sick and wanting to get his hands on the guy. He took the case personally-after all, he did have a daughter who is five.

"Morgan," he heard a voice behind him. Derek knew it was a male's voice but he was focused on beating the man. "Derek!" He felt a pair of hands pulling him away from the UnSub. Derek had his eyes glued to the man whom was being arrested by Agents Aaron Hotchner and Emily Prentiss. He looked to see David Rossi, still holding him. "Are you okay?"

Derek sucked in a breath. "That man killed eight children that were close to Tam-"

"Cases can hit you close to home," Rossi assured him, as they began to walk back to the SUV. Hearing nothing from Morgan, Rossi added, "That man will rot in hell for the rest of his life for what he did. But Tamika, your daughter, is with your mom. She is safe."

"Yeah." Derek nod, his eyes were still glued on the man as Hotch put him in the cop car.

Ahead of the gang, Derek was already on the jet, ready to go home. He reached in his pocket to pull out his phone and dialed his mom's number. "Hey mom."

"Hey Derek," his mom said over the phone. " Are you done the case? Did you get hurt?"

"Mom," he sighed, " I'm fine. We are done and about to head home." Now the team started to board. "Is Tamika there?"

"Yep. She's been asking for you," she said. "Tammy! It's daddy."

"Hi daddy," Tamika said, happily.

Derek smiled. "Hey missy. What are you doing?"

"Bakin' cookies," she answered.

"Mmm…delicious. What kind?"

"Chocolate chip. When are you coming home?"

"I'm on my way now," he said. He felt a beep on the other line; it was probably Penelope calling him like she always do. "Daddy gotta go, okay? I love you."

"I love you," she said before hanging up.

"Awe," JJ said. Derek jerked up, staring at the blond.

"What?"

"Big, tough Agent Derek Morgan has a sweet side," JJ joked.

"She's my baby," he shrugged, smiling. " Of course, she'll get my sweet side. Penelope too."

"Not us?" Emily asked.

Not answering Emily, Derek rolled his eyes and dialed Penelope's number. "Hey baby girl."

"You do not keep the Goddess of Technology waiting," she said, trying to be serious but Derek knew she was smirking.

"Sorry PG. I was talking to my Goddess of Cookies."

"Chocolate chip cookies," Spencer Reid quickly said.

Derek paid no attention to that. However, Penelope continued, "So, how are things going at home anyway?"

For a second, Derek was silent. He hadn't heard that question in a bit, and he didn't much feel like answering it. But knowing Penelope Garcia, she would be demanding on what is going on with her little 'mini Derek'. Derek and Anne had got a divorce seven months back and were fighting over custody of Tamika. He knew he how hard it would be if he kept his daughter and still be a full time FBI agent but he wanted to have full custody. It was something in his gut that told him "don't let Anne get custody"

"Uh, Tammy doesn't understand most of it. She knows that she'll be staying with me and that both of her parents love her."

Garcia was silent for a moment then she said, "How about you and Tammy come over for dinner tonight."

"Sounds like a date," he said.

"Great! I'll see you both at six."