A very frustrated Derek Morgan bellowed out, "Jasmin Skylar Morgan you get down here right now."

Jasmin peered around the corner. All Derek could see was a slight mass of light brown curls with natural streaks of red and blonde, she peeked around the corner at her father.

Jasmin in a sheepish voice said, "Yes daddy."

Derek exasperated said, "Can you tell me why your little brother is covered in mommy's makeup?"

Jasmin looked down at her feet, and shuffled them. Quietly she said, "Uhmm we were playing dress up and I…"

Jasmin hesitated.

Morgan sternly asked, "You what?"

Jasmin explained, "Well mommy said Dylan was a pretty baby, and I thought I would make him even prettier."

Derek had to stifle a chuckle at the 3 year olds logic.

Derek knew he had to stay strong. Often times his daughter would look at him with her golden brown eyes and he would melt. But this time it was too much. When Penelope found out Jasmin was in her makeup, he knew he was in a world of trouble.

He couldn't exactly say he got caught up in a basketball game. Derek went to pick his son up out of his crib, and notice his son looked like an attacked coloring book.

Derek sternly said, "Jasmin I want you to go to your room, and think about why you are in trouble." Derek sighed and continued, "Princess we have told you a hundred times to stay out of mommy's stuff when she is not here. "

Jasmin stuck out her bottom lip and with the biggest puppy dog eyes Derek has ever seen she said, "I know daddy, I'm sorry."

Derek softened his voice and said, "I know baby, but did you have to use all the colors?"

Jasmin tried to explain and said, "Uh huh, mommy said color is good for the world."

Derek with an understanding, but firm tone said, "I know baby. Now scoot. Do not come out of your room until I tell you too."

Jasmin nodded her head and said, "I understand. "

Derek lowered himself while holding his son in his arms, and gave Jasmin a quick kiss. Then in a serious tone he said, "Now scoot."

Derek sighed walked into his bathroom and ran the water to give his lil guy a bath.

Derek placed his son in the bathtub and watched him splash around.

In a teasing tone, Derek looked at his son and said, "Dylan next time your sister tries to attack you with makeup fight back son. Just fight back."

Derek balled up little Dylan's fist and made punching movements. Derek connected Dylan's right fist to his chin and pretended to fall back.

Dylan giggled and went back to splashing in the tub.

Derek had to scrub much to the schagrin of his son. He felt bad knowing that Dylan's light caramel skin was going to be a little irritated until he could get the rest of the makeup off.

Derek mumbled to himself, "If there is a god in heaven, please let me get this make up off before my wife gets home."

Derek had no such luck. Derek heard Penelope call for him.

Derek said, "Shit."

Dylan echoed, "Shit"

Derek said in a serious tone, "No, no that is a grown up word."

Dylan repeated, "Shit."

Derek panicked and said, "Dylan quit it. Your mom is already gonna kill me."

Dylan seemed to enjoy Derek's panicked state.

Derek knew he was busted and there was nothing he could do.

Penelope walked in the bathroom and took in the sight that was front of her.

Derek was kneeled over the bathtub, and her son was covered in her makeup.

Penelope chuckled and said, "Hey hotstuff. I see Jasmin found my makeup."

Derek replied, "Yep, and she decided her brother would look better with a little more color."

Penelope chuckled and said, "Ahh I see. That is why there is a pouting 3 year old in our house."

Derek decided the truth would set him free.

He took a deep breath and started explaining." Baby I got caught up in this stupid basketball game, and Dylan was asleep, so Jasmin decided to make him prettier.

Penelope gave a throaty chuckle. She could imagine Derek scrambling to get Dylan clean before she got home.

Penelope leaned over and gave Derek a kiss. That is when Dylan decided his parents looked entirely to dry. He gave a big splash with his arms and legs soaking the front of their clothes.

Derek shucked his shirt off, and caught his wife looking at him."Woman sometimes you make me feel like a piece of meat.

Penelope teased and said, "And you wouldn't want it any other way."

Derek teased back, "Damn straight."

Derek gave his wife another kiss, and Dylan gave another splash.

Penelope scooting closer to Derek said, "Alright Mr. Morgan let this Mrs., get her son clean."

Derek with appreciative tone said, "Thank you baby."

Penelope told Derek, "Now shoo, go talk to your daughter."

Derek sighed and said, "I'm going."

Penelope then said, "Oh hey by the way don't forget your mom will be here in a few hours."

Derek replied, "Trust me I haven't forgotten. An entire weekend alone with my goddess will do this husband some good."

Penelope sighed and said, "This momma needs a break too."

"I know baby." Derek bent down and kissed his son on the cheek. He then cupped Penelope's face and gave her a scorching kiss. He winked and said, "Baby I have so much planned for us. Too bad you won't get to see much of outside."

Penelope grinned and said, "Derek Morgan are you seducing me?"

Derek wiggled his eyebrows and said, "Abso-freakin-lutley."

After another quick kiss, Derek headed into his bedroom and threw on another shirt. Then Derek headed for his daughter's room.

Derek opened the door to his little princess' room.

Derek asked, "Jazz did you think about what you did?"

Jasmin with her father's smirk said, "Yes I did."

"And what did you come up with?"

Jasmin laughed and said, "Mommy needs cheaper makeup."

Derek scoffed and said, "Excuse me."

Jasmin seriously said, "Not to paint my brother's face anymore."

"That's right. My children don't need any makeup, plus you lil one aren't wearing makeup until you are forty five."

Jasmin crinkled her nose just like Penelope does and said, "Uh daddy that is old."

Derek groaned, and said "Exactly. Now come down stairs with me and help me fix lunch."

Derek scooped his daughter up and they went down stairs.

Clooney must have figured out food was about to be prepared. He bounded through the doggy door.

Derek and Jasmin settled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and a fruit salad. Derek let his daughter put the peanut butter on the bread, and he spread the jelly. Derek had also learned the hard way that jelly and three year olds hands do not mix.

Jasmin had finished spreading the peanut butter on the bread and stuck out the spoon so Clooney could clean it off.

Jasmin giggled, and said, "Look daddy Clooney looks funny eating peanut butter."

Clooney was having a hard time keeping his tongue in his mouth.

Derek had to laugh but also knew the poor dog would be thirsty. Derek refilled Clooney's bowl with water, and the golden retriever gladly drank it.

Penelope came down stairs with a freshly scrubbed Dylan. He was wearing a toddler sized FBI training shirt just like Derek's and a pair of shorts.

Penelope looked at Dylan and said, "It looks like Jazz, and daddy made lunch."

Dylan smiled. Derek and Penelope noticed that their boy liked to eat. Derek cut up Dylan's sandwich, and fruit into tiny toddler sized bites.

Penelope placed Dylan in his high chair, and Jasmin sat down in her booster seat.

Just when the family started to eat, there was a knock on the door.

Derek grumbled, and went to open it. He looked through the peephole and flung the door open.

Derek smiled and said, "Hey mom. We have missed you."

Fran Morgan hugged her son and replied, "Baby boy I have missed you too."

"Here Ma give me your bags. Derek took his mom's bags just in time for Jasmin to give her grandmother a big hug,

Jasmin grinned and said, "Granma, I missed you."

Fran Morgan with a loving tone said, "I missed you too Jazzy."

Jasmin giggled and said, "I got in trouble today."

Fran tilted her head sideways and sais with concern, "Sweetheart what did you do?"

Jasmin softly said, "I made Dylan pretty."

A confused Fran said, "What do you mean you made Dylan, pretty?"

"I got mommy's make up, and I painted his face."

Fran Morgan looked at her son with a slight scowl on her face.

Fran in a accusatory tone said, "And what was daddy doing?"

Jasmin with a sly smile like her father's said, "He was watchin his game."

Fran reached out and smacked Derek's arm.

Derek sighed and said, "Mom before you say it I know what you are going to say, but please don't lecture me in front of my kids."