Morgan smiled as he made his way into Garcia's apartment. He knew he should've called her to let her know he was coming over, but boy was he happy he didn't. As he walked into the living room he heard her singing along with some music from in the shower. He started to peel off his clothes while he thought back to how all this came about.

The team had been at the bar for awhile, trying to relax. They had just gotten back from one of the grueling cases they never liked- really they didn't like any case, but these ones that took weeks always seemed to get to everyone. Morgan had been dancing with some college age girls.

However, they didn't hold his attention, nope, he couldn't even remember their names or what they looked like. His eyes were on his best friend. She was laying on the moves tonight from man to man, if he did say so himself. When he watched her place her hand on the man's thigh at the bar, he instantly went into protection mode. He left his dance partners and high tailed it over to the bar.

"Hey Baby Girl," He said walking up to her making sure to lay the moves on thick so the guy would get the picture. He kissed her cheek and then placed his arm around her shoulder rubbing circles where his hand fell. "You look so beautiful, good enough to eat." He looked at the man that had held her attention five minutes ago. "And you might be?"

The man looked at him, confused. He couldn't tell if they were together or if he had just been a random person that came up to a pretty lady at the bar, but then she spoke, "Oh Hot Stuff, you done dancing?" She didn't wait for an answer. "This is my friend…" She looked at him but she forgot his name. The man took one look at the two, threw some bills on the bar, and left them.

"Damn it" she said under her breath. Morgan moved to the seat the man and just deserted.

"What was that, Sweet Thing?" he asked taking her hand and bringing it to his lap. She looked distracted, which bothered him. He always held her attention when they were together. She perched herself high on her bar stool to look around the room, searching for something or someone. "Honey, what has gotten into you?" he asked.

She sighed and looked to him, "Nothing."

"No, baby, tell me. What's got you acting all…" He didn't want to say slutty but she kind of was.

She took her Fuzzy Navel from the bar and downed it, "It's nothing D, I'm just trying to…" She looked away from him a little embarrassed, "scratch an itch."

He thought he heard her wrong. "Excuse me?"

She turned back to him, before speaking, "You know? Scratch an itch... and you just made my top choice of the night leave. Now I need to find someone else."

He looked at her wide-eyed. He knew his Baby Girl was a sexual creature- the things she would say proved that to him- but being so close to her raw sexual heat right now was overwhelming. It clouded his mind, which was probably the reason he spoke his next words, "I'll scratch it."

She looked at him for a second, it didn't go unnoticed that she cast her eyes between his legs for a moment before she burst out laughing, "You are such a tease, and trust me Hot Stuff, you do not want to tease me tonight. I might just end up dragging you to the bathroom and have my way with you."

"Let's do it."

Now where the fuck did that come? he thought to himself.

"Derek, you can't be serious."

"I'm dead serious. You need your itch scratched and I want to scratch it. I'm much safer than some random guy you pick up from the bar. Come on, what are you scared of? Just you and me scratching an itch nothing more, no strings," he stated. He didn't realize how bad he wanted her to say yes until now, so he continued, "It will be fun, no big deal. You can't deny we have loads of chemistry."

"Derek, you don't need to do this for me. I'll find someone."

"I'm doing this for me. Do you know how much work goes into hooking up? I just don't have the time or effort for it. With the cases we have and sometimes they are back to back, it's a pain in the ass. It'd be nice to know I could come over and have some safe fun with no need to put myself at risk anymore, because I completely trust you."

She looked at him for a moment before a huge smile spread across her face. He knew he had her then and he had never been more excited in his life. He reached for her hand and she gladly took it.

He smiled at the memory of their first night. He was wrong though; the second he was buried inside of his baby girl, he knew he was horribly wrong. This, in fact, was a big deal, and he wanted strings attached. He wanted to claim her, body and soul. That night was five months ago and every moment of spare time he had he spent with Penelope. They had to cool it in the office after almost getting caught by Reid one day after a particularly long case.

However, when he would push for more he always got push back from her. She'd always say, 'Just an itch, Hot Stuff'.

That led him to where he was right now. Morgan removed his last bit of clothing and was making his way into the bathroom. He loved the loving playful, sexually free Penelope, like she was right now singing and dancing in the shower. He could see her shaking it threw the frosted shower door.

He opened the door to the shower and slowly stepped in being as quiet as he could. Once fully inside he moved behind her fast grabbing onto her hips to continue her dance moves. He pushed her back down so she'd bend over a little more, letting his member become cradled in her perfectly round bottom. "You slipped out of the office without me, angel girl. I'm going to have to punish you now." he said while he ground his hips a little harder.

"MmmHmm, Handsome, punish away." She continued her dance moves rocking, her hips into him.

"Oh, you're getting punished all right. You wore that dress on purpose didn't you? You know damn well what it does to me. Whenever I see it I think of that night…" He growled as he pushed her farther down so she was now almost bent in half.

"Oh God, Derek, now please." She stood on the balls of her feet, giving him more room.

He didn't answer her instead he pushed himself inside her feeling the velvet of her walls clamp down around him. He moved faster gripping her hips pulling her back against him hard.

"Shit baby!" He thrust harder as he felt her legs start to quake. "Oh, god. Please tell me you're close."

"So close, so close" she whined.

He sped up his movements pounding into her harder. "God Damn!" He stilled behind her letting himself empty as her walls kept him in a vice grip.

They stayed like that for a few minutes until he pulled out and grabbed her arms to right her.

"Hey, baby," he whispered as he turned her to face him.

"Hi ya, Hot Stuff." She gave him a quick kiss and reached for the body wash, but he grabbed her hand pulling her closer to his chest kissing her passionately. When he pulled out of the kiss, she giggled.

They washed each other finishing their shower. They then made their way out to the living room. Friday night meant movie night, so he started getting things ready when her computer went off.

She moved to her laptop and saw her sister in law Stella's name come up. "Oh God," she groaned. She moved the laptop in front of her, answering the video call.

"Monkey!" a beautiful blonde hair woman said, her image coming through the video feed.

"Hey Stella, to what do I owe the pleasure of having this call?" She knew she sounded annoyed, but her sister-in-law got under her skin sometimes. She had the perfect life, Penelope's brother, Payton made enough money being a district attorney for the state of California, so Stella never had to work a day in her life. She was a real Beverly Hills housewife.

"I wanted to talk to you about next month. You have everything set for the trip?" she said smiling wide.

"Yeah Stel, my boss just approved the days. All I need to do now is book my flight," she said, trying not to roll her eyes.

"Oh, yay! I know it's so hard for you to get days off. You look good, Pen. You're glowing." Penelope looked up from her computer to stare at Derek who was on the other side of the kitchen smiling. Of course she was glowing. She had just finished having mind-blowing sex with a sex god.

"Monkey!" A handsome man walked into the cameras line of view. Payton sat down next to his wife. "You have everything ready right? I can't wait for you to get here! And for two whole weeks!"

Penelope cringed. She hadn't told Derek how long it would be yet.

"Yeah, big brother. It's going to be fun seeing the old gang, I can't believe you were able to organize this to become a family reunion."

"Hey, my little Annabelle only graduates from high school once. I wanted to go all out, and when I heard you were coming I had to do something big."

"Thanks, Gum Drops" she said, smiling.

"So is it still just you?" Stella said, a little snarky. "You know you're getting older, it's going to be harder and harder to settle down and have kids."

Penelope knew this was coming, it always did. Her family wanted her to settle down have kids and become a housewife, just like the rest of them. They all meant well, but it still got under her skin.

"You know she doesn't have anyone. She never does," Payton said. He didn't mean for it to come out as bad as it sounded.

"And who says I don't have anyone?" Penelope said, sounding a little annoyed. She was now tapping her foot, wishing her family would lay off her.

"Oh, do tell Monkey. Do I need to move your room so you a have double bed?" Payton said with a smirk. He had her set up in one of the kids' rooms on a twin bed.

"As a matter of fact, you do," Derek said, walking into view.

"Oh Penelope, Who is that?" Stella said looking Derek up and down.

"This is Derek Morgan," Penelope said, looking at Derek quizzically "He's my best friend."

"Oh," Payton said "Well Mr. Morgan would you be accompanying my little sister to our little family reunion?" The way he said it was in a warning tone, but also hopeful. He wanted his little sister to be happy and find a man. At the same time he didn't want to think of his baby sister having a man.

"No!" Penelope blurted at the same time Derek said, "Yes!"

"Lovers' quarrel?" Stella asked, with a wide smile.

Before Penelope could say anything Derek spoke again, "No, we'll both be there for the full two weeks. See you soon." And then he slammed the laptop down.

"Two weeks, baby girl? When were you going to tell me?" He looked at her with his eyebrow cocked.

"I was I promise, Hotch just approved the days." She sighed, "I hate these things. It's always, Poor Penelope, she doesn't have a man and she has to work for a living. Poor Penelope, she will never get married and have children. Poor Penelope, blah blah blah. They mean well, but I hate it, and I never end up having fun."

"Well that's gonna change. This time we are gonna have a blast. You can show me all the sights and the places you used to hang out. Just like I did when we went to Chicago." he said with a huge smile.

"No, Derek. It's okay I can go by myself."

"No way, sweet thing, I am not passing up this chance."

"Derek," she groaned, "They will think we are together, we can't do that."

"So let them think that. Who cares? We already sleep together and it will get them off your back, right?"

"Yeah, but you and I are stringless. This would be supper stringy." she said, moving to get up.

"Come on Pen, I'm your best friend. Let me help you." He pulled her back to the couch, effectively trapping her beneath his body.

"Derek, you don't want to do this. We have to act like a couple to keep them at bay."

"Let me decided what I do and don't want to do." He kissed the side of her neck knowing she'd be putty in his hand any moment. After five months he knew how to play her like a cello.

"Oh God," she moaned as he moved his lips further down her neck.

"Come on babe, say yes."

"Fine." she said as he started to remove her top.

"Good!" He quickly sat back up and opened the laptop. She moved up to her elbows to look at him quizzically. Did he really just seduce her just so she would say yes?

She watched as Derek's finger typed across the keys. About two minutes later, he shouted, "Done!"

"What's done, baby?"

He gave her a wide smile; "We're booked for Cail."

AN: I know this story line has been done a million times but I want try my hand at it.