Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds... which is mean, I mean come on, can't they share??

Chapter One!

Derek Morgan was one to always make his own choices, guide himself through problems, help himself but for once he was in a deadlock battle with himself and he needed help. He left the bullpen, early evening on the Friday, and went towards a familiar door, he knocked and opened it.

'Hey Baby Girl.' He said and slumped onto the couch in her office.

'Well what have I, Penelope Garcia, done to be graced with such a statuesque man in my office?' Derek laughed but Penelope picked up on the wrongness of it, it told her he wasn't up for the flirting and she frowned. 'What's wrong cupcake?'

'I don't know.' He replied, and he really didn't, it was a bit of everything, the job, the woman in his life, Penelope, his standpoint on everything.

'Talk to me.'

'Tamara.' He started and saw her flinch, he had no understanding. 'You know what? I'm not gonna wallow.' He said jumping up and Penelope was kind of shocked. 'I'm taking my girl out tonight.'

'Aw, see that's a nice idea, talk your problems out.'

'So Garcia, what you doing tonight?' He asked and Penelope sucked in a breath, it was like she'd just been blown off.

'Erm... uh... nothing I suppose.'

'No hot date with Lynch?'

'Nope.' She said and spun round satisfied and began straightening up her desk.

'He not whisking his girl off?'

'No, he's away so no.'

'Well then I'm definitely taking my girl out.'

'But Tamara?' She assumed, he meant she was his girl not Tamara.

Derek sighed and crouched down in front of Penelope. 'When was the last time you and me had some fun? On our own? Non work related?'

'Well we've hardly had any fun, work related or not since before Foyet.'

'Exactly, let's make what we have strong again P, I miss us, I miss having you around to like we used to.'

'We went downhill a bit after Battle didn't we?'

'It's time we rectified that. We're gonna grab something to eat then hit a bar, just you and me.' Penelope nodded, tonight was going to prove insightful. 'We need to do some talking.' He left her and Penelope just turned and stared at her desk. In the last 6 months her life had been a bit of an upheaval, from Derek becoming acting chief to problems with Lynch and to coincide with it all, Penelope had somehow made the striking realisation that she felt more for her best friend than she should've.

Later that day, as promised, Derek took Penelope to a restaurant. They sat down and ordered their drinks before looking the menu's Penelope didn't realise how uncomfortable it could be to be around Derek now. She put the menu down. 'I don't think I can do this.'

Derek's head shot up. 'What do you mean? It's just a meal.'

'I know it is but really Derek, we've been living nonexistent to one another for too long.'

'Yeah and like I said it's time we rectified that.' He put his hands on hers and forgot what it felt like to have the human contact with her. 'I mean, what we had was good, was amazing, was a release.'

'I wasn't enough for you Derek; if I was we would still be the way we were.' She bent down and picked her bag up and placed it on her lap. 'At the end of the day, you went with Tamara; I went with Kevin, that's the way it's going to be.'

'Baby Girl, please.'

'Don't Derek, I thought that maybe we could re-establish what lost but it seems we lived to long without each other.'

'You've really thought about it?'

'Ever since we started to drift.' Penelope admitted. 'This is just too much.'

'Pen, I really can't lose you.'

'You won't handsome.' She said with a smile. 'You ever need me I'll always be there; I'm only a phone call away.' She told him and stood up. 'I'll see you at work Monday.'

Derek sat and watched her walk away from him, he ran his hands over his face, he didn't want to go home, so he picked himself up and headed to a bar he liked just before the drinks were brought. As he took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer he wondered how on Earth he'd ever win Penelope back. Then it hit him, the simplest route was to just be her friend again, learn to love what they used to do, introduce that into their weekly routine all over again and he would. For now though he was happy with a bar, a beer, music and a wind down.

It was still early evening, punters were getting in good spirits and Derek was thankful to have his place at the bar. People came and went, and he was still sipping on his first bottle when a blast of colour plonked itself on the stall next to him.

He looked at it from the side and his face broke into a huge cheesy grin. 'Can I get a dirty martini, shaken, not stirred.' Penelope ordered and placed her purse down; she'd changed her clothes, downsized her purse and looked at beautiful as ever. 'I did that all wrong back there Derek, I'm sorry.'

'No it's okay, I realised you were right.' He grabbed the menu and pointed to one of the meals. 'Best burger's in Quantico.'

'Well, order me one and let's get this Morgan Garcia party started eh?' He smiled larger then as her fresh red lips turned upwards and the infamous baby girl smile grew and her eyes twinkled from beyond her glasses.

'You got it Red.' He told her as she shook her red curls out and then hollered for the bartender.

A/N: Based on a couple of songs from Jason Derulo's album, some lyrics will be featured throughout but essentially this story is for Emzypemzy! For always encouraging the emu of a muse to continue dancing and produce more chapter babies!!

Let me know how you like!! =)