So I'm writing three stories and four one-shots all at once, which is why I've added this but haven't added to the other stories I'm writing. So be patient.

And I just had a squealing fit as Kirsten Vangsness just sent me a direct message through Twitter. I'm in heaven. So I might write lots more right now since I'm so happy. Anyway enjoy...

The bright lights, the car horns and the screams of the people on the street did not bother her. The only thing that mattered was the man she kept seeing in her head. She loved him, and instead of telling him they had been fighting. Her best friend quickly became her ex- best friend. They had not even talked in a month despite being co-workers. They day they fought flashed before her eyes, it was a day she could never forget. It was the day her heart had broken in half.

One Month Ago

Penelope stood outside his office unable to move from the spot in which she stood. She felt the tears beginning to fall, he had lied to her. He never lied to her.

"I know Tamara, I'll see you tomorrow hopefully babe."

Babe? He called her 'Babe.' She felt sick to the stomach. She wiped away her tears. She wasn't upset anymore, she was angry. She pushed his door open with so much force that it slammed against the wall with a bang.

"Are you all right Baby…" he was going to say Babygirl but she cut him off.

"Don't you even dare. You cannot or shall not ever call me that again. Me and you are over Derek. You lying bastard, don't think of me as a friend anymore because we're through. We're done. Forever." she screamed at him.

"Wow. Calm done please. What have I done?"

"Oh I don't know, lets ask your babe." she said spitefully.

It dawned on him, she had overheard his conversation with Tamara. But he didn't understand why she was pissed off at him.

"What's the matter with you? Can I not even date? Your dating that prick Lynch, you don't see me getting pissed at you for that. I can date whoever I fucking want." he shouted.

"I did not say you couldn't date her, Morgan. I'm not pissed because you're dating her but because you lied to me. You jerk." she retaliated.

They just looked at each other, both of them were obviously fuming.

"What are you, jealous? Jealous that some girl actually gets to fuck me whilst you just dream about doing it." He might not have meant the words he said, but it was just what he felt at that moment.

"Oh you bastard. You egotistical fucker, not everyone wants to be a notch on your bedpost. We're through prick."

The sound of him scoffing angered her. She picked up the photo of her that she had given him and threw it at the wall. The lime green frame chipped and the glass smashed into pieces.

She turned and stormed out of his office, slamming the door as she left. He slumped down into his office chair, he knew he'd screwed up. But he didn't know how he was going to fix it this time.

Today

They had ignored each other, gave each other equally dirty looks and didn't even utter a 'Hi' to one another. It was today that she saw the picture on his desk when she went to give him her files.. It was picture of him and Tamara, she had both arms around his neck and was kissing his cheek. He had a massive smile on his face. The picture sat in the position where her photograph usually sat. He's replaced her. She got so angry that she stormed out of Quantico and drove away at speed.

She didn't see it coming until it was too late. The truck hit her car at such speed that her car flipped. All she saw was his face as she slipped into unconsciousness.