A/N: Hi everyone! I'm planning on this to be a two or three shot; I'm not sure at the moment. I hope you like it!

Derek Morgan was clueless on handling this situation. Eight years of employment at the FBI hadn't been enough to equip him with solving this issue.

He was in a love triangle with Pen and Tamara and didn't want to be. They were two women he wouldn't hurt for the world, and hated the predicament they were in. There was no perfect solution to the equation; someone would be hurt in the end.

Why wasn't love easy? If it was, two hearts wouldn't be on the line. He wouldn't worry about hurt feelings or resentment between the girls; he'd be focusing on the outcome: a happy relationship with one of them.

That was his struggle. Which one would he choose to be with? After arguing with Pen, he'd paced the entire FBI building twice. His initial attempt was to clear his head, but he found himself on the roof. He hadn't noticed Rossi followed him up.

He angrily stared at the city of Quantico as Rossi joined him. They were silent for a few minutes, before Rossi finally spoke: "You've gotten yourself into quite a mess Derek."

He sighed heavily. "Something like that. I guess you heard Pen and me fighting this morning."

"I believe the entire state of Virginia did," Rossi admitted. "But I'm not out here to lecture you, I'm here to help."

Derek didn't interrupt so Rossi continued: "Believe it or not, in my three marriages I've come to learn a few things about women. I've come to the conclusion there are three rules a man should follow. One: let her know she's your one and only. Two: never look at another woman when she's with you, and three: Never lie." He glanced at the young man to ensure he was listening. "You seem to have broken two of these rules Derek."

"I never meant to do that," Derek protested. "Pen and Tamara both mean a lot to me, and I don't want to hurt either of them. They see each other as competition and hate one another… I'm not sure what to do to fix this."

"In your case, you need to make a decision. It's either Pen or Tamara. You're in love with one or the other. Which is it?" Rossi asked, looking at him hard.

Derek shrugged. "I don't know man. I like them both, but I like different things about them individually."

"What do you like about Tamara?" Rossi questioned. He wanted to see where the young man's heart was in all of this. He had to like one more than the other…Right?

"Our pasts are similar," Derek explained. "We understand each other on a different level. We just… connect. I can't explain it."

"What about Penelope?" Rossi asked.

"Pen and I… We're best friends. When I first met her, I fell for her immediately. It wasn't till she was shot I realized something more was behind that… There isn't a thing about her I dislike. I love everything about her…"

Derek's voice trailed off and Rossi allowed a few moments of silence. Then he said: "Do you love everything about Tamara as well? Or do you find faults with her?"

Derek thought a minute. "The only thing I don't like is how she's changed my relationship with Pen. We always maintained this perfect friendship before, and then she came along and ruined it all. We can barely talk anymore without her name being mentioned. I just miss us."

"Why are you having such a hard time with this?" Rossi asked suddenly. "It's obvious to me which one of them you favor. Why are you holding back?"

Why was he holding back? Derek honestly didn't know. Tamara loved him, and he liked her back. He couldn't say he loved her because he wouldn't be telling the truth. He knew his feelings weren't as strong as hers, yet he didn't want to hurt her. She'd been through a lot lately.

"I think you've come to a realization," Rossi said, a smile hidden in his voice. "Who do you choose Derek?"

"I want Penelope," he replied happily, feeling the best he had in a while.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Care to review me?