Chapter 1

AN: I don't own Criminal Minds. If I did, you know who I would put together. :D Hang in there; this is going to be a fun ride.

Derek was driving the Suburban away from the last stop that he had today. He was grateful to be done with the case. They caught the unsub, case closed. He was exhausted; three days straight working, flying, wracking his brain did that to him. He needed a shower, he needed a good meal, and maybe some company later. And rest, of course.

Problem with that was he never slept very well. He had been having nightmares again, coming closer and closer together. It was driving him crazy. He thought maybe the stress of being the boss now was catching up to him. He thought of maybe calling Tamara and spending some time with her, but he didn't know if he wanted to work that hard. She was his girlfriend now, but on a more casual basis, and a little high maintenance.

Then he thought of Garcia.

He could always crash at her place, no questions asked. She seemed to know when the week was bad and he just needed to chill. They didn't even have to talk much; they'd watch old TV, eat popcorn and rest. The nightmares would stay at bay when he was sleeping on her couch. Once, long ago on a particular night that was really horrible, she actually had him lay in bed with her while she held him. The soft warmth of his angel girl soothed him enough that he slept the entire night. That was unprecedented in his book.

Of course, he hadn't done that in quite a while. Being the boss and having a girlfriend quelled certain parts of their friendship. She didn't flirt as much with him, and she didn't invite him over as much. He still dropped by on his own accord, but it was much less frequent.

The ring of his cell interrupted his thought pattern. Garcia, P. "Yeah, Baby Girl, what's up?" he answered, feeling very pleased that she called.

"Derek," she said, her voice pleading. "I need your help. I didn't know who else to ask. I originally thought maybe Reid, but that would just look too fake."

"Whoa, baby. Pump your brakes, slow down and tell me what's happening?"

"Derek, I dumped Kevin, but he doesn't think that I mean it," she said. "He keeps asking for me to go out with him still, and to give him another chance."

"The guy's pathetic, Garcia," he said with disgust. "You did the right thing. Follow your gut."

"Yes, but I want it to stick this time He's getting kind of stalker-y and I don't like it," she said determinedly.

"What do you mean, stalker-y?" he asked, worry beginning to set in.

"Don't worry, just a little obsessed, " she said. "I know what would do it. If he thought I was going out with another guy, he'd leave me alone. He'd be afraid of consequences. That's why I am begging you. I know you have Tamara, but I didn't know who else to ask.

She let out a big breath and said, "Wait! I did ask Reid, who agreed to help, but we just had no chemistry, and well… with all our flirting, everyone's always said we have tremendous chemistry."

"That we do, Baby Girl," he laughed with a big smile on his face. It was such a highlight of his days, all that flirting. Then he thought about what she said again. "Did you say you asked Reid first?"

"Derek, I was desperate!" she said, cut off by his laughing.

"Sorry, princess, but it was just funny, imagining you calling Reid 'Hot Stuff!'" he hooted.

She wasn't laughing. "This is serious, Derek. Besides, you're taken now, so I can call whomever I want 'Hot Stuff.'"

He stopped laughing. For some reason, that kind of bugged him. He didn't call Tamara "baby girl." She was his one and only "baby girl." He didn't realize that he was quiet until she said his name again.

"Yeah, baby girl. You know I'll always be there for you," he meant it with his whole heart. He loved her, she knew that. Their relationship was very special to him. "What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to seduce me."