"The bond you have with Elle Greenaway is that of a brother and sister. You will find your love for her, a physical and emotional love. You will feel this for her until the night is done or is somehow interrupted." Two fingers pressed behind his ear. Derek blinked hard against the lights of the family bathroom.

"Now go, make love." She whispered into his ear, and Derek Morgan walked back into the busy Jamaican party.

~CM~

"The bond you have with Derek Morgan is of a sister and brother. You will find your love for him, a physical and emotional love. You will feel this for him until the night is done or is somehow interrupted." Two fingers pressed behind her ear. Elle blinked against the bright light of the private room.

"Now go, make love..." He whispered in her ear, and Elle Greenaway walked back into the boisterous life of their temporary Jamaican paradise.

~~~CMCMCM~~~

Derek sat unbelievably bored at his desk filling out some case files. His attention however was focussed on the dream he'd had; from his vacation in Jamaica...But it was so vague. This ring of the elevator pulled him from his thoughts, and back to the task at hand. Emily's chair swung around. He looked up to see a little girl grinning at him. He smiled back and looked back down at his work. He leaned his head on his hand, the little girl did the same. He smiled again and put his hand down and she followed. He brought both hands up to his head, thumbs behind his ears and wiggles his fingers and stuck out his tongue. The little girl burst into a fit of giggles, and he couldn't help but laugh with her. He leaned forward.

"Hey there, what's your name?" He asked, she took a deep breath and hopped off the chair, and walked over to him. She stuck out her hand.

"My name is Jenifer Erin Morgan, but everyone calls me Jen." He shook her hand laughing a little at the similarity to JJ, Hotch, and his names. It made him miss JJ a little more remembering that he'd accidentally called Ashley Seaver JJ.

"My name is Derek Morgan, baby girl." He answered, her eyes lit up.

"I know what your name is my chocolate hunk." Garcia said, not having noticed the girl he was talking to.

"Oh, my bad you've got a guest." She said turning to go back to her hole.

"You have the coolest outfit ever!" Jen exclaimed, Garcia turned around and grinned.

"Thanks!"

"Did you know he has the same name as me! His name his Derek Morgan!" HSe pointed at Derek excitedly, " My name is Jenifer Erin Morgan Greenaway!" She had a huge smile on her face and was too excited to see that the two adults had gone bug eyed.

"What did you say?" Garcia asked, kneeling down to Jen's level.

"I said he has the same name as me." She said.

"No, no, your last name, hun." Garcia clarified.

"Oh, sorry, Greenaway." She answered clearly. Garcia glanced at Derek who gave her a "what the _" look.

The elevator rang again.

"Jenifer!" The little girl looked up.

"Oh my gawd!" Garcia exclaimed, "It's Elle!" She practically squealed. Morgan stood up and took the little girl's hand.

"That your mom over there?" He asked, Jen nodded, and started to pull Derek to her, Garcia beat them over.

"Elle!" She said, Elle looked over and smiled.

"Hey, Garcia." Garcia didn't wait before enveloping her in a hug.

"Mom! Mom! Mom! I found someone with my name!" Jen squealed, tapping her mom's leg.

"Jen, I told you not to run off-" She stopped when she looked up and saw Derek, two of his fingers clasped in her daughter's hand.

"Morgan." She said, at a loss for words.

"Hey." He greeted the same old smirk on his face. She smiled back.

"Hey." She replied.

"Is JJ here?" She asked, turning to Garcia, Garcia's face dropped, she shook her head.

"She got a promotion from the Pentagon. Strauss made her go."

"Oh, I wanted her to meet Jen."

"She had a kid!" Garcia said quickly, her face lighting up with the idea of talking about Henry.

"Really?"

"Yeah! A boy, his name is Henry, and I'm his godmother!" The two smiled.

"That's great! I really wanted to see her."

"I give you her number." Garcia said enthusiastically almost turning to go. Elle stopped her.

"I'm here for a reason." She began, "I go this with the mail, yesterday." She pulled out a yellow envelope, and handed it to Derek. He opened it, and pulled out a few of the papers. They were pictures, and a note. The pictures were of him and Elle, he frowned.

"What is this?" He asked, Garcia looked at the photos.

"That was before the Fisher King Case..." She looked at Elle, she shrugged.

"I have no Idea. They don't even look fake...There's something else." Derek pulled out anther sheet of paper, it was a DNA conformation. Confirming that-

"Derek." He looked up at Elle, whose expression had gone from happy to worried.

"She's yours." She little girl was looking up at the adults curiously.

"What?" He exclaimed.