It was early and Fran was excited that Dave and the rest of the team had been granted a rare weekend off. While her husband lie asleep, she quietly slid out of bed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. She knew how much he enjoyed her cooking and breakfast together was his favorite time of the day. So, off she went to prepare a big breakfast fit for her king.

The two had finally gotten married after a whirlwind romance and Derek's mother couldn't have been happier. Never expecting to find love again after her first husband had been killed she'd found contentment in raising her children but they were all grown and living their own lives so she'd managed to make do pretending that she didn't need the company of a man or anyone else for that matter. As she soon learned, nothing could have been furthest from the truth.

As she cracked the eggs and turned on the oven to warm up her phone rang. Quickly rushing over to grab it before it woke up Dave, she smiled when she saw her son's name on the display.

"Well good morning Baby Boy! Why are you up so early, is everything okay?"

"Everything is just fine, Ma, don't worry."

"Good, how's my amazing and beautiful daughter-in-law?"

"She's fine, ma. I was just calling to share our good news with you!"

"Oh? Tell me, if it's that I'm going to be getting that grandbaby I've been wanting then I'm going to be very happy!"

"Well, prepare to be happy, Penelope is expecting!"

Fran began jumping up and down and running around the island trying hard not to scream and wake up her husband.

"Oh, baby, I'm so happy for you both! I can't wait to see my beautiful grandbaby! Wow! You've made my day just wait until I tell Dave he's going…"

"Whoa there! Settle down, Ma! I'm glad you're happy…just don't wake the neighbors!"

He laughed he could hear the happiness in her voice and he could see her smile through the phone. He and Penelope had gotten the news late yesterday after they'd gotten off of work but waited until this morning to share their good news. The two wanted to relish in the moment alone for the evening.

"Okay, okay…I'm just so happy! I'm going to spoil that baby rotten, I hope you know that."

"Oh trust me, I know that, Ma."

Dave turned over and noticed that he was alone in the bed. He could hear his wife downstairs and knew she was up to something. He loved how she took care of him and how she'd managed to fill the empty space in his life. He'd been blessed and he didn't know how he'd been so lucky but he'd decided to stop questioning the matter and enjoy his life with the most amazing woman in the world.

Dave quickly dressed and headed downstairs to join Fran. Just as he rounded the corner toward the kitchen he met her rushing around the corner and the two nearly collided head on.

"Whoa Bella, what's the rush?"

Gently grabbing her on her forearms to keep them from hitting each other, he smiled waiting for an answer.

"We're expecting!"

Silence…dead breathtaking silence…dropped dead between the two of them as he tried to make sense of her announcement…and to regain his ability to speak and think.

"Dave, did you hear me?"

She was puzzled by his reaction she knew he'd be happy but speechless? David Rossi was never speechless.

"Uh…yes…did you say, we're expecting…as in pregnant…as in having a baby?"

"Yes!"

"But…but…how? I'm… and you're…"

She watched her husband's face turn an ashen shade of gray and a million emotions dancing wildly in his eyes. Then it dawned on her what he was thinking and she didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"Yes, yes, Bella I'm fine…Pregnant…aren't we a little…seasoned for…"

"David Rossi! Are you calling me old?"

"No of course not!"

"You are! You're calling me old! So, you think I'm too old to have a baby, don't you! I can't believe you! How dare you…"

"No, that's not what I'm saying at all, my love. You just caught me off guard that's all…you, my darling are not old and if you wanted to have…a…a…baby, well then we could have a baby!"

"Umm hmm… I don't know if I should believe you…you are in so much trouble."

"Bella, the love of my life the woman God made just for me, I did not mean to call you old. Besides, an old woman would never have been able to do what you did to this old man last night!"

Fran playfully hit him on the shoulder and smiled as he pulled her into a tight embrace planting a sensual toe-curling kiss on her lips.

"Wow! Not bad for an old man." She teased.

Pulling out of his grasp Fran turned and headed back into the kitchen with Dave close behind.

"I'll have you know that we are not having a baby, it's Derek and Penelope, they're expecting! Derek just called with the news."

"Magnifico!"

"I think we should turn the empty room upstairs into a nursery so when we have the baby he or she has it's own room, what do you think?"

"What ever you want, Bella."

David was happy so see the smile on his wife's face he'd do anything to get out of the doghouse especially since he'd come so close to spending his days and evenings off next to Bruno in the backyard.

Home of Derek and Penelope Morgan –

Penelope smiled as she stepped out of the shower the smell of bacon and eggs greeted her as she opened the bathroom door. It had begun, her sweet husband had promised her that he was going to pamper her for the next several months and true to his word he was now downstairs preparing breakfast for them. She couldn't help but remember the look in his eyes and the tears when she told him the good news.

She'd suspected that she was pregnant a few weeks ago but after waking up sick to her stomach a few days ago she decided she'd have everything confirmed to make sure and after two in-home pregnancy tests and a blood test by her doctor, it was now official that she and Derek were going to be parents in eight months. She was happy happier than she'd ever been and nothing, absolutely nothing was going to change her world and her life if she had anything to do with it.

He was humming, Derek Morgan humming. She'd never ever heard him hum before in all the years she'd known him, all the countless hours, days and nights she'd spent in his company, never a hum had left his lips. But now, as he stood at the stove scrambling eggs in the skillet her dear, handsome and sexy husband was humming. It was all she could do to keep from bursting into hysterical laughter.

"Good morning Handsome." She purred.

"I'll show you a good morning, Gorgeous!"

"Hey, that's my line." She joked.

He turned to give her a kiss as she wrapped her arms around his waist. Suddenly a wave of nausea hit her sending her running out of the room and up the stairs to the bathroom.

"Shit! Eggs! Of course the smell…I'm such an idiot!"

Turning off the flame and removing the skillet from the burner he ran after her up the stairs.

"Baby Girl!"

He found her in the bathroom kneeling in front of the toilet dumping last night's dinner into the porcelain as she held on for dear life.

"Baby Girl, are you alright? I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking…"

"It's okay, Handsome…momma's tummy isn't quite ready for eggs this morning."

He held her hair as she leaned into the toilet again. She knew he felt bad but this was new for him and her.

"How about if I make you some tea and toast and bring it up to you?"

He stood and wet a towel and began dabbing her forehead. She then took the towel from him and nodded, yes, as she leaned against the shower door.

"Yes, that sounds good. I'm going to just sit here for a few seconds until you get back, Okay?"

"Okay, I'll be right back. Baby Girl…"

"It's okay…I love you, Derek Morgan."

"I love you too, Penelope Morgan…and baby Morgan."

She smiled as he turned and hurried from the room.

Home of Savannah Hayes –

Savannah was lost in thought as she stood in the shower. The hot water beating against her caramel skin felt good. She needed to get into work soon but her thoughts held her firmly in place under the water. It had been a while since she thought about the last time she'd been here with Derek, his strong hands rubbing up and down her body as he pinned her against the wall sending her into oblivion as he thrust his tongue into her mouth while his fingers worked their magic between her legs. But that had been a long time ago and he'd moved on forcing her to do the same. He'd finally admitted he loved Penelope and not her; she'd suspected all along but foolishly thought she had the power to change his mind and his feelings.

The bathroom door opened she pretended not to hear it keeping her eyes closed as the water gently beat against her back. Then without hesitation he opened the shower door and joined her standing behind her planting kisses against her neck and running his hands down her back as he pressed himself against her. They had both been the consolation prize for each other both losing out and settling for second place. Surprisingly, it had worked out and she had to admit that it hadn't been so bad spending her time with him this past year. He was gentle, kind and attentive. He was willing to work at making them work and he seemed happy.

Sam had loved Penelope and pretended not to notice that she was holding her heart away from him, just out of reach. He wanted to be the one who was smart enough to wait patiently for her to come around but like Kevin, he was too late to change her feelings for Derek Morgan. So, here he was still feeling lucky to have been given another chance with a beautiful woman. Savannah knew how it felt to be hurt by someone she cared deeply for and on that alone they had found common ground enough to begin a life together and enough to start an unlikely relationship that had seemed to grow as the months passed by.

She smiled and moaned as his hands found their way around her curves…she pretended it was Morgan allowing her mind to travel back to a time lost. He found himself aroused by the sounds she made as he touched her. His mind traveled back to a time long ago to the mornings he and Penelope had spent like this.

"So, have you thought about what I said last night?" She began.

"That's all I've thought about."

"And?"

"I think you're insane!"

"That's not an answer, Sam."

He turned her to face him pinning her hands above her head against the wall. He searched her face for a hint of sanity but found none.

"Are you serious? Do you actually think your plan will work?"

"I know it will work."

Sam kissed her hard on the lips. She returned the kiss moaning into his mouth.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm more than sure. They need to pay for what they did to us!"

"But they're our friends. I honestly don't know how you managed that, but they actually think we like them!"

"That's the beauty of it all…Derek and Penelope won't see it coming until it's too late."

She kissed him this time as her hands roamed down his body grabbing him firmly in her hand. His eyes closed moaning her name lost in the pleasure her hands were giving him.

"Okay, okay, I'm in…on one condition."

"What's that, my love?"

"I want them to suffer. I want her to see how it feels to lose the one person she loves most in the world."

He watched her as she slid to her knees. Then looking up she smiled.

"Consider it done."