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'Gomez?' No response, Derek Morgan frowned; he was never one to get a name wrong. He watched the blonde in front of him shuffle more towards the exit, files in her hand, pen in mouth, curls abound. His eyes widened slightly, his breathing hitched, his heart rate raising. 'Baby girl.' He called out and the blonde halted, he had it right.

She turned, and he felt his heart crash into his chest. 'Baby girl?' The woman said slightly angered, maybe even flustered by it. 'You've called me worse Derek Morgan.' At that he knew she was who he knew full well she was. 'What can I do for you?' She asked casually, she was here professionally; her personal things could wait until she was behind closed doors.

'We need a talk obviously.'

'Na uh, I'm at work, and, oh yeah, so are you. So what can I do for you?' She told him sternly and politely. She hadn't changed one bit in 3 years, she was still feisty and her eyes screamed with her tenacious fire that she always had, that he'd always like. He told her what he; and the other two agents needed before she left and went back to her office.

There, from the bullpen, he watched his wife walk away. The wife that he had walked out on 3 years earlier. The wife that he still loved so painfully, the wife that he would run back to if he hadn't let a stupid fear drive him away from her.

Penelope near enough ran to her office when she knew she was out of view of him. Panic was an understatement for her feelings right now. She'd just come face to face with her husband, if that's what she could call him. Her husband of 2 years together, and 3 years apart was at her work, or was she at his work? She couldn't decide but whatever, they were working under the same roof, on the same floor, with the same team. The chances she thought as the anger gathered and she felt the urge to break things, to let out her anger before she left to go home.

The hot angered tears streamed down her cheeks, she couldn't believe this was happening. She'd just been pulled out of making a living, accepting minimal support, and now she had a job that would support her, and with it she found her husband that she thought she'd never see unless it was to finally sign those divorce papers.

Seeing his face taunted her, made all the lust, all the passion, all the want, all the pure, unadulterated love resurface and she yearned for him all over again. Wanted to feel his hugs, feel the tingle as his kisses burned remembrance into her skin. She just wanted her life back to normal with the man she would never give up loving however angry she got with him.

Derek Morgan sat at his desk, with the relevant information and he couldn't help but feel amazed and dazed all at once. His wife was truly an oracle with a computer, the speed at which she'd gotten him, Reid and Hotch the information was phenomenal but then again he'd seen her skills as she did her night classes all those years ago.

Throwing his pen down he got up and went in search of her office. He rushed straight out of the bullpen and into the corridor. He caught a glimpse of her as she was walking back into her lair and he approached. He did the one thing he was itching for and the one thing he knew he'd regret after. He pushed her in and into the nearest wall, pinning her between his body and the wall and kissing her passionately.

Penelope ran her hand up and over his head, deepening what he'd started and then she stiffened. Pushed him off and looked angry.

'What the hell do you think you're doing?'

'Something I shouldn't be doing.'

'Too right Derek, you walked out on me remember?' She said bitterly, the tears building. 'No reason, no chance, no nothing. You left me high and dry.' She slid out from between him and closed her door. 'You do not get any right to just swan into my office and take control like the last 3 years didn't really happen because they did.'

'Baby girl...'

She winced. 'Don't Derek, there's a lot we need to sort out. Like the divorce papers that have been sitting at your mom's. You were lucky; I almost got time to sign them myself because you were nowhere to be found.'

'Can we not discuss this?' He asked almost desperately.

'No.'

'Please, Pen.'

'I need to leave Derek.' She said and turned her computers off, she then just grabbed her bag and keys and headed for the door. 'Lock up for me.' She said and tossed him a spare key, she couldn't stand to be in the same room with him right now, she needed out.

Derek stood there, momentarily shocked, it was really her; it was all so familiar to him. He approached her desks and found an arrangement of photos. One he just held shaking, it couldn't be, with it still in his hand he ran after her, ran down into the car park garage only to see her old caddy, that he'd helped her pick out with her parents years before, drive off.