Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

So here's my newest Morgan/Garcia love story! Inspired slightly by "Obsessed." That's all I'll divulge for now. I hope you like it :) By the way, this is my first real attempt at a rated M, so we'll see how it goes. As always reviews are appreciated.

"Baby Girl? Dean's wondering when he's getting his goodnight kiss?" Derek said with amusement in his voice. He'd peeked his head into their son, Sam's room where his wife was just finishing tucking him in.

Penelope just looked up at him and smiled wryly. "Tell him Mommy is en route," she said, stroking some of Sam's curly hair back from his forehead.

"Night Mommy," Sam yawned, rubbing his wide golden-brown eyes tiredly. "I love you."

She kissed her eldest child's forehead and responded, "And I love you, Sam man." Pulling the cover's up to his chin, she added, "You sleep tight." She turned the light off and glnced back one last time at her oldest son who's breathing was already growing steady. Smiling at the little boy clutching his stuffed lion he'd begged his father to buy when he first saw his tattoo, she closed the door to head down to her youngest son's room. Knocking softly, she said, "Hi Dean! How's my little man feeling?"

Derek was sitting on the edge of Dean's bed while Dean was sitting with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Where have you been, Mommy?" he demanded with a frown. "I've been waiting forever!"

"Whoops," she said, sitting next to her husband. "I'm super sorry. Can I get a kiss?" She stuck out her bottom lip to show emphasis on how she wanted a show of affection.

Dean, who was exactly like his mother personality-wise,, frowned, but nodded and said, "Okay then."

Penelope pulled him into a tight hug and gave his cheek a huge smacking kiss, then tickled him, making him giggle loudly. "Night Dean," she murmured as Derek pulled the covers up to his chin. "I love you."

"Goodnight Mommy," he said, grinning toothily. "Goodnight Daddy."

"Love you, buddy," Derek said as he and Penelope turned off the lights and closed the door behind them.

Almost immediately Derek had her pressed her up against the wall and his mouth descended on hers to kiss her passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she giggled against his lips. His fingers tangled in her hair and when he pulled slightly she let out a pleasurable sigh as the stimulation sent shock waves down her body.

"Take me to bed, Handsome," she moaned as he nibbled on her ear and then trailed his hot lips down her neck. "Now!"

Her swift command led to him sweeping her into his arms and sprinting down the hallway to their bedroom. He tossed her unceremoniously on the bed and she grinned devilishly at him, pulling her shirt up over her head and revealing her lacy black bra and hardened nipples. A sexy, lust-filled look covered her face and Derek's eyes blackened with passion. "Whatcha standing around for, Morgan? Gonna just stand there and leave a horny woman all wet with want?"

He grinned huskily and pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it away. His rock hard abs made his wife's mouth water and she got onto her knees to crawl forward to the end of the bed. "Lose the pants."

He sauntered forward, unbuckling his pants and unzipping his fly as he went. "As you wish…"

"You know, in The Princess Bride 'as you wish' means, 'I love you,'" she murmured as Derek took her cheeks in his hands and kissing her. His hands went down to her breasts and she moaned as his thumbs massaged the hardened peaks of her nipples. "Oh God," she croaked. He pushed his pants to the floor and kicked them off. Her fingers pushed his boxers down and another flood of wetness between her legs.

Pushing her gently back onto the bed, he crawled on top of her to kiss her harder. His fingers slid deftly under the waist band of her panties and with one swift tug the skimpy lingerie ripped. "Slippery when wet," he snickered as he stroked her center. He thrust two fingers inside of her and a whimper shot from her lips. He kissed her to cover her mouth. "Shh," he murmured against her shoulder. "The kids." His reminder elicited another groan from her lips.

"Oh yeah," she said. "Oh my God!" His speed increased and when he hit her G-spot just right, she came hard and he kept going, prolonging her orgasm. When he pulled his fingers out, she panted heavily and said, "Jesus Cocoa Cupcake. You still got it good. Even for forty three."

"And you still got it at thirty seven," he said back as she crawled on top of him and straddled his waist. "Mmm, Baby Girl," he said as she ran her hands over his body. "You trying to kill me with pleasure here?"

She kissed him tenderly and whispered, "Nope. Just love." And then she slid down onto him until he was so deep he felt like he was up to her belly button. She started moving up and down, creating a wonderful friction and making him groan.

"You've got the magic touch, Gorgeous," he grunted, his hips shooting up from the bed to meet her. "I'm so close." And just as the words left his mouth, he exploded inside her and she bit back a scream of ecstasy. Panting, she collapsed on top of him and patted his bicep. "Holy shit," he said breathlessly. "I love you so much." He kissed the top of her head.

She smiled against his chest. "I love you, too, Baby Boy." She got off of him and clung to his chest with her head rested on him. "Got any plans for tomorrow other than sticking around with your sons? Maybe you could take them for ice cream."

"You're going to lunch with JJ tomorrow?" he asked gently.

She nodded. "Yeah," she said. "I need to talk to her about something important. Really, really important." She grinned.

He looked at her puzzled. "Care to share this important stuff?" he asked curiously. His face was generally interested and he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Penelope shook her head and smiled. "Oh no, no, no, Hot Stuff," she purred. "I've got to surprise you with this news. But you may have to wait a few days, okay?"

A gentle snore was her answer and she simply smiled, snuggling up to her loving husband.

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After Penelope and Derek kissed goodbye while she was going out the door for lunch with JJ, Derek brought the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to his sons in at the kitchen table where Dean was scribbling away with a crayon and Sam was eagerly awaiting his food. "All right then you little monsters," he said placing the plates down in front of the boys. "PB and J's for the both of you! Enjoy the wonderful creation your Daddy has made for you." He kissed the top of their curly heads and sat down next to them.

Sam dug into his sandwich and began to wolf it down while Derek gently helped Dean by splitting the sandwich into smaller pieces so he could eat them easier. "Daddy?" he asked. "When we finish lunch can we read together? I want to read!"

"Sure thing, little man," Derek said. "You finish up every last bite of this and we can read a story together. Sammy, you up to it?"

Thoughtfully, Sam nodded. "Sounds good," he said, taking another bite of his sandwich. "But when Mommy gets home we should read with her too."

Before Derek responded, the doorbell rang and he got up to go answer it. Opening the front door, he saw no one there. But on the porch on the welcome mat sat a small package. Puzzled, he picked up. His name was written on the paper in black Sharpie. "What the hell?" he said. He pulled the paper bag wrapping off of it and opened the small box. Inside it was a note along with a small rose.

My love,

I will see you soon…

Frowning, Derek studied the note. At first he thought it might be from Penelope and someone had specially delivered it, but the handwriting on the package didn't belong to his wife. It belonged to someone entirely different. H looked around down the street to see if he could find anyone, but it was deserted. "What the hell is this?" he said to the air. He knew he was going to have to talk to Penelope about this, but first he was going to spend the rest of the day with his sons.

The mysterious package would have to wait.