I make no money as I own none of it. I will put them back when I'm finished playing.
He was angry with himself more than anything, how could he have forgotten his mother on Mother's day to boot. He was tired and hungry, he wanted nothing more than to check into a hotel and sleep, he hated custodial interviews. He slowed the car down when he came to a set of flashing yellow lights, it was then that he spotted the store through the heavy rain, maybe his luck was changing. Running up to the door just as she turned the sign to closed. He put his hands together pleading and mouthed please as she moved her hand. She smiled and nodded her head as she unlocked the door, before letting him in the florist store.
"I can't tell you just how much this means to me. I forgot to order my mother some flowers."
"I can help you with that. I can put in the order and it can be delivered tomorrow if you want or Mother's day."
"Mother's day would great please."
"Where does you mother live?"
"Chicago." He replies.
"What kind of flowers do you want?" She asks him as she opens the right web page.
"What I would like is an assorted bouquet of bright flowers and a Christmas cactus."
"How many flowers, twelve, twenty-four, thirty-six?"
"Twenty-four is perfect."
She fills out the order form picking out the flowers with his help. After taking back his credit card he asked her why she let him in. She explained that when he put his hands together his jacket raised enough for her to see his badge and weapon.
"Thank you for letting me in, I've never forgotten like this before."
"Not a problem, I'm glad I was able to help."
"Can you tell me where there is the nearest hotel and someplace to get a meal."
"The hotel is full it's small only ten rooms there is a conference in the next town the overflow is staying there. I'm sorry as for a meal, you're out of luck everything closes up around here at six. No fast food places and the diner only serves breakfast and lunch. It's a small town agent. . ."
"Call me Derek please."
"Looks like I'm driving all night." He tells her with a tired sigh.
"Well if you want I can put you up, you can stay with me and my fridge is full. It's suppose to rain all night and tomorrow, a chance of thunderstorms too."
"Are you sure, I can pay you for the lodgings."
"Any man that would plead to send his mother flowers and then berate himself for forgetting can't be all that bad. You can call me Penelope."
She tells him to follow her to her place. He is surprised to see that it is a small cottage. When he looked for a near by house he saw a light through the trees maybe three football fields away.
He walks into the cottage and takes it all in. Simple and cozy a fireplace and a loveseat with a matching chair a side and coffee table is all the furniture in the small living room.
"It's very nice, is it yours?"
"No, I'm house sitting until my apartment is finished they had to rewire the building. I am going to miss the fireplace when I have to leave though." She tell him wistfully.
She goes into the kitchen and starts to make something to eat. He steps into the kitchen a few minutes later watching as she pours some red wine into a glass.
"Would you liked some or are you on still on duty?"
"I would love a glass thank you."
It doesn't take her long to make a stir fry and some brown rice. She doesn't say much while they eat mostly she listens to him talk about his family and about his job. She likes his voice and the way he smiles it reaches his eyes. He doesn't even look like he is trying to be nice to her for letting him stay with her. When she inhales deeply she catches a whiff of his cologne he even smelled like every man should. He was the whole damn package and she was going to enjoy ever single minute of his company. It would give her many pleasant dream to come.
"Here I an talking your ear off and you haven't said anything. Tell me about yourself."
"No much to tell, I live alone, no family my parents were killed by a drunk driver. I work part time in the store and I'm going to school to be paralegal. So my life right now is busy not like yours but still busy."
He helps her clear the dishes then as she started to clean the kitchen a thought came to her. "If you have extra clothes you can take a shower if you want, after driving all that way you must have some muscle cramps."
"Are you sure you don't mind?"
"I wouldn't have offered if I did. I can make coffee or cocoa if you like."
"What are you having?"
"Cocoa."
"I'll take that."
He comes into the small living room fifteen minutes later dressed in low riding sleeping pants and a form fitting white tee shirt. She looks up at him after marking her place in her book.
"I didn't know how long you were going to be the cocoa is in the thermal carafe. Would you mind if I took a quick shower."
"Go ahead." He tells her smiling as she walks toward the back of the small cottage.
Making himself comfortable on her couch he picks up the book she was reading, only moments before. A text book he can see that she has highlighted some of the passages and made side notes in the margins of the pages. He looks up when he hears two mugs clanking together. She puts them on the coffee table and tilts her head and smiles.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," He replies. "Nothing at all."
If he had placed a bet on her sleeping clothes he would have lost. Her hair is wet and laying on her shoulders. A red tee shirt and black pajama shorts, her feet bare except for the blood red nail polish. It set off her black hair perfectly. He knew he shouldn't but he couldn't help himself, she was sexy as hell standing there. He shook his head trying to rid himself of the image of her standing before him wearing only a smile.
It wasn't the clap of thunder that made him jump it was her hand on his chest as the lights went out, that did.
"Sorry I didn't want you to move. Give me a second I'll light a fire." There is just enough light from the half moon for her to see her way to the fire place.
After she had lit the fire with his help they settled down in front of it enjoying the warmth it provided. "It's going to be cold tonight without the heat, I can get some extra blankets for you, the bedroom is going to be cold."
"Bedroom?" Derek asks.
"Well you didn't think I was going to let you sleep on the love seat did you?"
"I've slept in worse places."
"No you sleep in the bed, I'll sleep out here." She tells him after giving him his mug of cocoa.
He watches the light from the fire place makes shadows on her face. Derek wonders if she knows just how attractive she is. When he first saw her through the store window she was wearing make-up and smock that covered blue slacks and a white shirt. Not the kind of clothes that she should be wearing at all.
"Tell me are you seeing anyone? Because if you were my lady I wouldn't want you to be living this far away from town or your nearest neighbor."
"You worry to much, I'm safe out here. There are deadbolts on the door. Besides this town is pretty safe and quiet."
"Famous last words." He mumbles back to her.
"As for your question. No I'm not seeing anyone."
"Why? You're beautiful and smart."
"Thank you. The last time I was involved with someone he promised me the moon, we made plans for our future. He was gone by breakfast along with my car and all of my savings. He worked hard it took him six months to break my heart and steal from me."
"Damn I'm sorry Penelope."
"Live and learn. What about you?"
"With my work its hard to maintain a relationship."
"Sucks being an adult doesn't it?" she asks with a smile.
"That's not all that sucks." he says as he shifts his position.
"All you okay do you need an aspirin or something?"
"What I need is a cold shower. You're very attractive, the soap you used is making you smell divinely."
"It's just soap nothing special. And you're not the only one that needs a cold shower. It's been a very long time since I've been alone in the same room with a man."
She looks at him then sits on her knees leaning forward she kisses him softly. "I've been wanting to do that since we were washing the dishes. I hope you don't mind?" she tells him as she sits back on her knees.
"Not if you don't mind me kissing you back."
"I don't mind, at all." she tells him softly.
What started as a few kisses soon became more, until they became one. It was mutual, hands moving at the same time. No words were needed as they explored each others bodies. It wasn't making love it was release and the need to be held and hold on to another person. She moaned softly and dug her nails into his back and shoulders as she encouraged him to come again. Late into the night she lifted her hip to match his as they climaxed for the third time.
He watched her drifted off to sleep the sweat on her body glistening from the light of the dying embers. He stood up and walked away from her, he watched as she pulled her knees up, trying to warm herself in the cold room.
He returned in a few minutes with two pillows and the blanket and bedspread from the bed. After adding more wood to the fire he covers them both then he gently brings her into his embrace holding her close, only then does he sleep.
Awaking in the morning she finds herself covered with the blanket from the bed, but alone. She knew it would happen, girls like her, men don't stay and have breakfast. That was the reason she didn't date, it hurt too much the morning after.
Wrapping the blanket around herself she stands and turns only to see Derek walk back into the living room carrying two cups of cocoa. Wearing just the sleeping pants he had on the night before.
"I don't know how you take your coffee, so I made cocoa." he tells her then hands her one.
"Thank you." she whispers.
"You thought I would be gone too. Didn't you?"
"Men don't stay for breakfast when you look like me. I'm not a size zero."
"No you're not, but what you have is enough to make any real man, happy. And you really shouldn't dye your hair black, the blond was a nice surprise."
Her cheeks turned a deep red as he said that making him laugh. "Oh Penelope I wish I wasn't so far away I would love to see more of you."
"Thank you but we know that this wasn't meant to be anymore than it is. Can we just enjoy this before you leave?"
"Are you working today?"
"No I never work on Saturdays. Why?"
"I'd like to stay till Monday morning with you. And it's not just the great sex. I like you and I'd like to get to know you better."
They spent most of the time either talking or eating, stopping only for cat naps in between rounds of great sex.
He kissed her one last time at the door. "If you're ever in the DC area call me. I'd love to see you again."
She watches him drive away holding his card close to her heart. Damn she knew it was wrong she should have never kissed him. She had fallen in love with him and it was silly really because she would never call him or see him again. The magic was gone he took it with him when he left along with her heart.
Two years forward.
Sue can't help but look at her friend in awe. She thought for sure she had broken the computer this time.
"All fixed, next time just call me. It's not like I'm far away."
"If the town would just give us the money we need to update the software." Seeing the look on her friends face she knows that Garcia did something. "What did you do?"
"I updated the software, in the mainframe too."
"Is there anything you can't do?"
"Sure lots of things." Garcia replies. "Don't worry about it. It's not going to cost anything. I put the date on a loop for the free trial."
"Isn't that illegal?"
"I guess, they should fix their programming and firewall. I can't help it if I'm smart enough to use their system against them. They'll never know, I rerouted it too."
"I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with us tonight?"
"With us?"
"Well my cousin is in town."
"No thanks. I'm working tonight." Penelope says as she looks around the police station. "How come so many people here?" She asks Sue.
"There have been a string of carjacking around the surrounding towns four people have been killed, three are still missing. The FBI is here to help us."
"I hope they can help you."
"What do you mean you're working, you never work at night."
"A very lazy lawyer is paying me two hundred dollars to type out his manuscript and fix his typos. If I give it to him by Monday I get a bonus."
"You work too hard. You never go out."
"I go out all the time."
"It's not the same thing and you know it."
"I'm happy with my life the way it is. I work for a great lawyer and from time to time I do work for you guys."
"And the computer stuff you do." Sue adds with a sly smile.
"I had a great teacher in college, he taught me all he knew. I learned all the rest on my own. Who knew that hacking could be so easy and fun. I have to go I'll see you later."
JJ watches as a women with blond hair and a bright blue dress with a red cropped sweater walks out of the bullpen then out of the police station.
"Who was that woman?" JJ asks one of the detectives.
"That's Garcia, she's a paralegal she works nearby, she also fixes our computers when there is an emergency. Is there a problem?" Sue answers.
"No problem, does she drive?"
"No she walks everywhere."
"Tell me about her?"
"Not much to tell, she works and goes home, she doesn't date and she is great at what she does. She is a great friend, I need a place to stay last winter I got caught in a storm I couldn't get back to my own home and she put me up for the night gave me her bed and everything."
"Has she lived here long?"
"Why all the questions?"
"A full figured blonde woman was seen driving one of the cars away."
"It wasn't her I can guarantee you that. Garcia never goes out at night. Once six o'clock strikes she is in for the night."
"If she doesn't date, why is that by the way?"
"Because she is a romantic foolish woman. She got burned really bad by some guy three years ago. Bastard stole her car and cleaned out her savings. She didn't date anyone or go near any man for over a year. Until one night she was working part time in a florist store." Sue tells her it took time for Sue to tell the story and shake her head. "She fell in love with him and she is too afraid to call him. She told me that men like him don't remember weekend tryst with a woman that looks like her. That its better this way."
"Did she ever say what he looked like?" JJ asks. Completely ignoring her half asked question. Wondering if she is the same woman that her friend and teammate Derek Morgan, lost track of, and continues to look for whenever he can.
"She said he was drop dead gorgeous over six feet a dimple in his chin and he has a lion tattoo on his upper arm. That he had a six pack that you could bounce a quarter off of, she said he was black too if that makes any difference."
JJ can't help but smile as Sue finishes the description. It has to be Morgan's mystery woman, the one he has been trying to find for almost two years.
"We are going to need her address so we can rule her out." JJ tells her. Sue gives her the address and offers to come with them if only to prove a point. "I need to wait for my partner Agent Morgan to come with us. He is out looking at the latest crime scene."
"Not a problem. Just let me know when you're ready. I have a mountain of paperwork to do." Sue knows not to call Penelope and warn her she trusts her friend. So she doesn't even give it a second thought.
JJ looks over from time to time and watches the detective as she works her way through her paperwork. Not once does she pick up her desk phone or her cell phone. She doesn't even touch or move over to the desk where the computer is sitting.
Derek comes in to the bullpen wet and tired. "You up to go interview a curvy blond woman?" JJ asks.
"Why not, perfect end to this day." he responds sarcastically.
"Lead the way detective." JJ says.
When they get to an apartment building Sue rings the intercom bell and waits for it to be answered.
"Who is it?"
"It's me Sue."
"Come on up use your key. I'm in the kitchen." she tells her.
When the agents hear a the clicking of the intercom closing. "Why do you have a key Detective?" Morgan asks.
"Because I'm her friend and she trust me. She doesn't socialize much. She said that if anything happened I would have a way in in case of an emergency."
Sue opens the door and leads the agents into the small apartment. The three of them can hear music playing and the splashing of water coming from the kitchen.
"It's me I bought some people that want to talk to you." Sue says as she enters the kitchen
JJ and Derek only a step behind her, stop short at what they are seeing. A blond woman standing in front of the sink covered in bubble and water as a small child that looked to be just a little older than a year old splashes happily sending bubbles into the air and all over his mother.
"Garcia, the FBI want to talk to you?"
"Me." she says as she wraps a towel around the little child and lifts him out of the sink before she turns around.
Derek swallows dryly. "Penelope." He says as he looks at the child that looks just like him.
"Derek." she says in a whisper as holds her child closer to her chest.
A/N: I will up date when I can.