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A/N: So I'm still cleaning up my documents of all random one/two/three shots that are just doing nothing but sitting there – this is a threeshot... enjoy!
Song: Adele – Someone Like You
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I heard
That you're settled down
That you
Found a girl
And you're
Married now
I heard
That your dreams came true
Guess she gave you things
I didn't give to you
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Standing in front of the grand house Penelope never had Derek pegged as this kind of guy. The picket fence, the toys in the front yard, a family car in the drive, his motorbike she used to ride everywhere with him sat there too.
She watched as two children ran out from the side of the house, giggling, having fun and she realised that they had the Morgan gene written all over them and her heart panged in anguish, throbbed in longing.
Maybe she should have looked a little deeper. Not sat and dwelled and then thought that finding him would make both their lives complete, rid it of the emptiness. Obviously had she looked a little more she would have found that he wasn't living with emptiness that she had wanted to believe he was. He had it all and she stood and waited for the mother of the two children to show an appearance. Waited for Derek himself to come out and mess around, unleash his inner child.
She knew had she really looked for the marriage license and medical notes she would have known that what she had heard, that Derek Morgan was a fully fledged married man, then she never would have gotten into her car that morning.
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I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over
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Penelope watched Derek come out, a smile on his face and she felt as though it was wrong of her to be here. To have even thought that things would ever have remained the same. That when the job bettered them that that was it. They would remain frozen in the state that they had left one another in.
She went for her keys, deciding that coming here was never going to ignite what they once had. It was dead and buried, long gone, never to be seen again, but Derek clocked her.
She watched him stare at her, and she smiled shortly, waved a little and Derek planted a kiss to his daughter's head and told both her and his son he would be back and then ran towards her.
"Well, well, if it isn't Penelope Garcia..." He said as he jogged across the street to her, "As I live and breathe." He said and the moment he could he wrapped his arms around her and pushed a kiss to her hair and then pulled back, long gone was the longing that used to keep their hold on one another.
Penelope smiled coyly, "That's me," She said and reframed from adding a nickname onto the end.
"What brings you here, Baby Girl?" He asked her, and Penelope could hear the smooth tone of his voice, the silkiness there and she realised he was happy, extremely happy and settled and she couldn't bring herself to tell him why she was here.
She realised that after all the days she dreamt up of this day, that they would look at one another and realise they were still madly in love as they were years ago. It wasn't going to happen. She was his past.
"I had to see what you'd done with yourself," Penelope told him and looked back over his shoulder at the two children, "Seems one of us did good," She pointed at and tried her hardest to withhold her breaking heart from showing.
"I did amazing, Pen, I got it all. The happiness, the wife, the kids, another one on the way." He boasted some and she couldn't blame him, had she had the good life she would've too. "How about you? There is no way on this earth that you're still Garcia and some man hasn't snapped you up. How many kids you on now?" He asked her enthusiastically.
Penelope smiled at him; somewhat sadly as she went to speak, "There is no one." She told him truthfully, "It's still just me," She shrugged and then laughed, "The baby boat left years ago and I don't really mind that I missed it." She tried to joke about it.
Derek's expression showed he hadn't bought a word of her 'happiness', he could read that she was dying to have it all – the man, the house, the children. He knew that years ago, when they gave it a try and got caught up in their jobs that she had wanted it all.
"How is a gorgeous goddess of a woman like you still single?" He asked her, his head tilting some, "I mean how is that even possible?"
"I never really got anyone after you." She shrugged and then smiled, giving him the sweet little curve of a smile that he loved once upon a time, "So do I get to meet Mrs Derek Morgan or am I too much of a long lost friend to get a privilege?" Penelope asked him, "I did miss the one wedding in this lifetime that I was building my hopes up to see."
"I'm sorry about that, Pen, we just, got married," He told her with a honest tone, "You know I would've asked you."
"I'm not holding it against you," Pen told him in a blasé tone, "If I ever meet someone worthy of giving me a new last name I'll make sure you get an invite."
Derek smiled; Penelope hadn't changed at all in the five years that they had been separated. She was still the kind, compassionate, understanding Penelope. Their contact dwindled not long after they were promoted and life took over, and come the first year they were both completely out of contact and as the years passed it just continued to be that way.
"C'mon..." He said and took her hand and pulled her back towards his house, "Kids, daddy has someone for you to meet," He shouted as he walked back through the gate, "Tommy come here a moment."
His son came over and Derek picked him up, and Penelope's mind went blurry as she met the little boy, heard his voice, looking into his eyes, ones so like his father's and she felt this getting harder and harder. Then she met his daughter, Ella, and she could tell the clash of both mother and father and from that she knew Derek's wife was going to be stunning.
The moment she saw her she knew she had to get out of there; there stood the new Mrs Morgan, well not new, she'd been that for coming up five years now. She wasn't like what Derek used to get in a club, she had curves, gorgeous curves and she was one of the most beautiful women ever and Penelope knew she had to go.
Penelope looked at her watch, "Oh shi-." She stopped before she fully swore, "I'm really sorry, I need to shoot."
"Are you sure?" Derek's wife, Tania, asked, "I mean we have enough for dinner if you like."
Penelope smiled, looking at Derek hold his wife close and her heart just faltered in its beating again, "I really would say yes, but work's really demanding at the moment, I wasn't supposed to drop in for long as it was and I was pushing myself for time."
"Pen-"
"Really, Derek," She smiled at him, "Another day?" She asked.
Derek knew he wouldn't see her again, yet he nodded and watched as Penelope said goodbye to his children, as each gave her a hug, and he noticed the look of pain on her face as she hugged them, that sense of longing and then as she hugged Tania he could see it was half hearted.
He knew she was still in love with him, it was clear, and he knew that she was like he used to be, work orientated, scared of what could be.
"Let me walk you to your car." Derek told her as his wife took his children into the house to wash up. As they walked side by side he sighed deeply, "You know I'll always love you but I found Tania."
Penelope halted and looked up into his face, her head pinched with more hurt, "I didn't come here to steal you."
"No but you wanted me to realise that you were still willing to love me right?" Derek asked her, "Like I said, I'll never stop loving you but we fell apart Pen, and you need to just realise that you can have all of this, the happily ending. It is possible."
Penelope looked down and back up, her eyes marked with impending tears, "I tried but no one was you." She relented in saying, "So I guess this is it, Derek." She continued and she caught the tear that fell the moment it dropped. "I'm really happy for you, Hot Stuff. This life, it agrees with you and I'm so glad you've finally lost all the hurt you harboured; it's good to see you so free of it all now. I'm glad someone managed to give that to you."
She put her hand to his arm, went and kissed his cheek and dropped back down and went to her car.
"I guess I'll see you around maybe," She told him and got back into her car. Starting the engine immediately she realised he was already heading back towards his house, completely speechless.
She smiled, he really was one of a kind and she couldn't fault him for moving on from what was once theirs.
It just didn't stop the ache in her heart.
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Nothing compares
No worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes
And memories made.
Who would have known
How bittersweet
This would taste?
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