Morgan came home from work to find his beautiful wife Penelope curled up on the sofa. Being out with the flu had been rough on her, but since the worst seemed to be over, she let him go back to work and she ventured from the bedroom to the living room.

"Baby Girl", he said softly, shaking her.

"Huh?" she said, sleepily. "No, no, no Leo, my husband will be home any minute."

"Leo who?" Morgan said, loudly. Penelope giggled.

"Leonardo De Caprio", she said, sitting up. "You know I think he's dreamy."

"I thought I was dreamy", he said sitting down next to her with a fake pout.

"You, my incredibly, *cough* sexy, *cough, cough*, Adonis, *cough*, are beyond dreamy. You are my dream*cough*man."

"I see the cough isn't any better", Morgan said, half laughing, half serious. "Do we need to go back to the doctor?"

"Nah", Penelope said. "I already called. He said it's usually the last thing to leave. All the mucus is trying to…"

"Ugh", Morgan said. "Mucus. Ugh. So gross."

"How did you end up not getting sick?" Penelope said, reaching for her tea. "Ooh, this is cold!"

"I got you", Morgan said, kissing her cheek. "And to answer your question", he said, yelling it from the kitchen, "I don't go swimming in the hot tub in December."

"Reid was there too! It was once and I believe you reaped the rewards of that", Penelope said smiling as she took her tea. "Ooh that's better, thank you, Hotstuff."

"You're welcome, Goddess", he said. "So I was wondering if we could talk."

"You sound so serious, Handsome."

"It's because I am", he said taking her teacup. "We've been married a year now…"

"Derek, is this the 'I want to have a baby' talk again?" Penelope said, getting a bit defensive. "Because I went off the pill, and I've lost weight, and…"

"Shh", he said. "You're doing everything right. That's why", he took a deep breath to steady himself, "I want to see a fertility specialist."

"A what?" Penelope said.

"A fertility specialist", he said in almost a whisper. "Baby Girl, what if it's me? What if the damage Carl did…"

"No", Penelope said, pulling him into her arms. "There is nothing wrong with you, Love. And there's nothing wrong with me. But we'll go. It's best we know what were dealing with anyway." She hugged him close. "It'll all be OK, I promise."

A week later, Derek Morgan and Penelope walked into the clinic several times.

"Nope", Morgan said, for the third time walking back out the door.

"This was your idea", Penelope said, steering him back inside.

"I didn't know I'd have to, um, Baby, I can't do this."

"Yes you can. The lights will be low, some cheesy movie playing in the background. Just pretend it's you pre-Penelope days."

"I can't do that", Morgan said. "Even then I was fantasizing about you."

"The use me", she said.

"Huh?" Morgan said, turning to face her.

"It's been a while for us, you know, because I was sick. We could fool around and well, I'll let you finish." Penelope winked at him. "And then tonight, I'll finish you." She said, nibbling his ear, and running her hands inside his shirt on his chest.

"OK, I'm ready!" he said, going over the nurse's station. "I'm Derek Morgan, I need to do the pre-test?"

"Sure", the nurse said. "Room 112, down the hall, two doors on your left."

Morgan kissed Penelope deeply and squeezed her breast and then turned to leave. He went to room and just as Penelope predicted, a cheesy movie and low dim lights.

Morgan picked up the DVD jacket.

"Sorority Panty Raid", he said with a chuckle. "Yeah OK.

About 5 minutes later, he walked back down the hall way and sat next to Penelope.

"What? You couldn't?" she aid, taking his hand.

"No, I did. I didn't need much time." He picked up a magazine to hide his growing blush.

"Movie that good?" Penelope said.

"No, you're that good." He leaned over and kissed her cheek as she giggled. A little while later, they were called back.

"Dr. Kragen, I presume", Penelope said, as the doctor entered.

"Very observant", Dr. Kragen said. "You must be Penelope Morgan and your husband Derek?" he said, reaching for Derek's hand.

"Hiya doing, Doc?" Morgan said.

"I'm well, thanks for asking. So you're here to make sure everything is a go for creating a new life?" he smiled at the couple. "I'm afraid I can't say that it is."

Derek grabbed Penelope's hand. "It's me, isn't it Doc?" Derek said.

"No, sir. It's not. You're swimmers are strong and really fast. That test came back almost immediately." Dr. Kragen said.

"So then it's me, Doctor", Penelope said, a little slowly. "I'm the one who's holding up the show."

"In a way, yes. Yes you are." Dr, Kragen said. "You'll have to forgive me, but I love this part. You can't get pregnant, Penelope because you already are."

"I knew it was me!" Penelope said, tears stinging her eyes. "All you wanted was babies with me, and I can't even do that…"

"Baby Girl".

"And I should have gone off the pill along time ago…"

"Baby Girl", Morgan said louder.

"And then when I was in college I drank like there was no tomorrow…"

"Penelope Morgan!" Morgan shouted. "Did you hear him? You can't get pregnant because…"

"I know!"

"Hush Woman!" he said smiling. Morgan started slowly. "You. Can't. Get. Pregnant. Because you are already!"

"What?" Penelope said, dumbfounded.

"I assume this is where I come in again", Dr. Kragen said, chuckling. "We took your tests. I'm assuming you had a real bad flu bug a little while ago?"

"I was sick, yes", Penelope said.

"And you PCP advised you to let it run it's course with no antibiotics?"

"Yeah!" Penelope said, sitting up straighter. "She said it wouldn't really help. She said to take Tylenol when the aches were real bad, but just to ride it out."

"And did you vomit?" Dr, Kragen asked.

"For like three weeks straight", Morgan said. "So she was pregnant and sick?"

"It's not uncommon", Dr Kragen said. "When you become pregnant, you're whole immune system goes down. You're more susceptible to viruses. So if you were around anyone who was sick…"

"Reid!" they both said, thinking of him sick after the hot tub incident at Rossi's.

"Then you wouldn't have even registered that you were pregnant. And you most definitely are. You're almost through the first half of your second trimester."

"Baby Girl", Morgan said hugging her tight. "You're going to be a mommy!"

"I am!" Penelope said loudly. "You're going to be a daddy!"

"I know!" Morgan almost yelled.

"You two are cute", Dr. Kragen said. Now Penelope, I want you back in 3 weeks. We're going to do an ultrasound and see Kathryn on the way out. She has you prescription for prenatals and do's and don'ts." He reached out for Penelope's hand. "And congratulations, Mommy."

"Thank you!" she said as the doctor shook Morgan hand.

Walking out into the sunny day, Penelope was floating on cloud 9. Morgan found it hard not to be emotional looking at her so happy and content. In a few short months a part of him and a part her would be in this world. A sweet little bundle of joy. Suddenly, Penelope stopped dead in her tracks.

"What is it, Baby Girl?" Morgan asked.

"We have to tell the team!" Penelope said. "But how", she said slyly.

"Oh, oh, ho", Morgan said. "Goddess, I think I have the perfect way."

*more soon*