Sorry for not updating for a while, I have been busy!
Chapter 2!
The next day Derek woke up when he heard his phone ring. He went to sit up when he looked down and saw that Penelope was sleeping peacefully in his arms he slowly laid back down and rested his head on his pillow. He closed his eyes as the phone stopped ringing he was starting to fall asleep when his phone started ringing again. He sat up slowly trying not to wake Penelope.
Penelope started to wake up when she felt Derek get up. She opened her eyes and got her glasses. She looked at Derek. He was getting his phone. She yawned and smiled at Derek. 'Morning baby! Do you feel better?' he smiled and answered 'Morning princess! I feel a lot better actually. I didn't have another nightmare so thank you' he said with a genuine smile and kissed the top of her head. She looked surprised and said 'Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything!' he shook his head and said you came down even though I told you not to and you stayed and listened to me so yea baby you have done something. And it helped me a lot.' He smiled at her. She replied and said 'oh. Its alright, I'm glad I could help.'
'We should probably get…' His phone ringing again interrupted Derek.
'Derek'
'Morgan where the hell are you and Penelope? You are both so late to work. This is not acceptable. I have been trying to get hold of both of you for a long time now. Emily has gone to Penelope's apartment and said she is not there. We were all getting worried about you both. So get into work right now you are late enough as it is. You are so lucky we don't have a case right now.' Hotch's angry tone came through the phone. Penelope gasped and looked shocked. Derek took his phone of his ear halfway through Hotch's speech and put it on speakerphone. He looked at Penelope and made a funny face that made Penelope laugh Derek tried not to laugh as well and covered his hand over Penelope's mouth. He smirked at her.
'Who is that laughing? Its not funny.' This made Penelope and Derek laugh even more.
He looked at Penelope with a massive grin on his face and winked at Penelope and said 'Sorry Hotch that was a sexy girl I slept with last night.' Penelope's eyes widened and she slapped him and he said 'Ow you just hurt my soul.' He said with a funny innocent face and she started laughing quietly again. The next thing they here is Hotch coughing and choking. They look at each other in shock and Derek said 'are you okay Hotch?' he asked with concern in his voice.
'I'm fine Morgan. I don't need to know what you were doing yesterday you don't have to tell me I don't want to know and I don't want any images in my mind thank you very much.' Penelope started laughing even more and nearly fell of the bed. Derek saw it and burst out laughing and said 'ok sir I'm on my way. Sorry for being late.' He put down the phone whilst laughing.
He looked at the time and said 'SHIT! Baby we really need to go its half 9 we were supposed to be in at half 7.' Penelope's laughing slowed as she heard what he said. 'Ok I should go I need to get my clothes at home I'm still in my PJS. I am not going to work in my pajamas.' She wiped the tears of her face and he pouted at her with a sad look on his face and said babyishly 'But you look so cute with your pajamas on cant you just come into work with them.' He said with a grin. She slapped him again and said 'Are you serious? I will get fired if I walk into work first of all late and second in my PJS.' She said with a smile on her face.
'Yea I know ok I can drop you off and then we can drive to work together. You can be at the doctors and I could have just lost my car keys and couldn't drive. Or my car wouldn't start and I was waiting for someone to fix it. Yea the car wouldn't start sounds better. Ill do that.' He grinned wickedly at her.
'Baby what did you eat last night? Seriously we work for the FBI and we work with profilers they will know something is up. And they will definitely know we have been lying. We are telling the truth Derek!'
'But…'
'No buts D we are already late as it is. You could have gotten us fired when you said you slept with someone and if you said it was Me. Your such a prankster' she said with a slight laugh as she got out of bed. 'I'm going downstairs to make coffee.'
Derek got out of bed and said "ok" he got in the shower and five minutes he came down stairs and put his hand over Penelope's shoulders and said 'BOO!' she nearly jumped out of her skin and shouted. She looked up to see Derek doubled over in laughter. She slapped him and he continued to laugh. 'Baby what kind of pranking crazy mood are you in today. You scared the absolute SHIT out of me.'
He started calming down and said 'Sorry baby I just had to it was so tempting I couldn't help myself. And to answer your question I didn't eat anything yesterday I wasn't hungry. I am just in a crazy mood. And it's really fun to be in. Especially Hotch's reaction, 'I don't want any images in my mind thank you very much' aaaah that was so funny.' Derek started laughing again and she just shook her head amused.
'Ok D enough laughing now we need to get to work. We are already late enough as it is I don't think we need to be more late.'
'Can you drop me off at my place? And then we can go into work together.' She asked.
He calmed down and said 'Of course I can drop you off wifey. Let me just get the keys and then we can go.' As he said this Penelope took a sip of coffee when Derek called her wifey and choked. He started laughing again and patted her back. Once she recovered she slapped him playfully again and glared at him. 'Ok I seriously am stopping now that was the last one. But I really do want you to be my wife. Hey maybe we can skip work and get married omg that would be so fun.' She stopped and looked at Derek and he just grinned at her trying not to laugh but failing miserably.
'Seriously D are you on laughing gas this morning?' she asked with humor in her voice and her face amused.
'Hey you can talk. I wasn't the one that nearly fell of the bed laughing this morning.' He grinned at her. Whilst taking the keys and opening the door.
