I'm so glad you all enjoyed it so I will definitely continue. I'm kinda stuck on A Comfort Thing right now. Anyways, ENJOY!
"I'm nervous about this. Maybe I shouldn't go." Emily says standing at her doorway.
"Emily, we already took the weekend AND Monday off for this. We're going." He says. Emily groans.
"What if Hotch gets suspicious, huh? What if he's all like, 'Derek and Emily are both going to California on vacation on the same days they're sleeping together!' or maybe if he's...he's...he's..." Emily stops when Derek walks up to her closer and closer. "He's..." She stops at a whisper.
"Emily, we told Hotch and the whole team in fact why I'm going with you. None of them seemed to mind. Garcia encouraged it. My stuff is packed, yours is too. Let's go. We have to catch a plane in an hour." He says. Emily reluctantly nods.
"Okay." She says. He smiles at her.
"So you packed your swimsuit right?" He asks. Emily rolls her eyes, and nods. "Then lets go." He says pulling her out of the doorway.
"So you were a cop for how many years?" Emily asks. Derek smiles.
"Eight. Chicago PD." He says. She nods.
"Then you moved onto what?" She asks.
"The FBI. I was in counterterrorism, and then the BAU." He says. She nods again. "What are some things I need to know about you?" He asks her. She shrugs.
"Mother's an ambassador, we moved around a lot when I was a kid. Basic stuff." Emily says pushing the conversation away from herself. "They won't ask you trivia on me. If they ask you a question say you aren't comfortable answering that about your girlfriend." Emily says. Derek looks at her. In the first time in the six years he has worked with her, he realizes how little he knows about her life. They never had serious conversations. Just small things that had been dropped here and there. Small things like her being a nerd, and loving Star Wars more than Star Trek. Small things like her weekend trips to Atlantic City. Small things like when her friend Matthew died, and she told him about her relationship with her mother since she Like when she came back and told him all about Doyle. She never told him full stories about her life. Never serious things.
"Derek? The plane is landing." Emily tells him buckling up. Derek looks at her in surprise.
"Oh yeah...sorry." He says. "What were you reading?" He asks watching her slip a magazine into her bag. She went red a minute.
"Nothing." She says. He caught it. He saw it. He knew. Cosmopolitan. He couldn't help but wonder if she was reading 50 Sex Tips. By the shade of her face, she was. He brushed it off, and they moved off the plane. On the ground she called a car to pick them up and take them to the really nice hotel they were staying at. They pulled up, and she heard Derek whistle.
"Damn baby...how the hell can you afford this?" He asks. Emily lets out a small laugh, and a blush at him calling her 'baby'.
"I still come from money Derek. I don't let it show, but...I still have a lot of it." Emily says laughing. He looks at her.
"Well, I'm making you buy dinner from now on." Derek says taking her bags too. He pulls them away when she tries to grab them from him.
"If you want I'll buy you dinner while we're here." Emily says walking ahead of him, and giving up on getting her bag from him. She went to the front desk, and looked at the man behind the counter. "I have a suite for Prentiss." Emily says. The man nods.
"Ah, yes. One suite for Prentiss. Here is your keys. Hope you enjoy your stay here." The man said. Emily took the keys from him. A man took Emily and Derek's bags from Derek and they went to the elevator. The way up Derek was looking around like a kid in a candy store.
"Morgan? Have you ever been to a place like this?" She asks noticing how in awe he looks. Derek looks at her, and blushes a bit.
"Ah, mama never really had the money to take us on vacations where we got to stay in a hotel like this, and well...I just..." He stops, and Emily smiles at him.
"I understand." She says. He nods. He was kind of embarrassed by it though. He never noticed how he grew up with so little money, and she grew up with so much...yet they were still best friends. He smiled at the thought. When they got to the room he was shocked. A giant bed, a kitchen, a bathroom with a jacuzzi, one window over looking the ocean, the other looking out into the city, a balcony, and a mini bar. Not to mention a box on the bed wrapped in black paper with a pink bow. On the top it said "Have fun with the Chocolate God! Bought you guys a present! Love ya" Emily looked at the box curiously before opening it. Emily turned as red as the lingerie in the box along with a few other selected items. Emily's eyes went wide.
"What is it?" Derek asks. Emily gives him a look.
"It's ah...a present from Garcia. Let's go see...wait a minute. I order a two bedroom suite!" Emily said looking around. Derek shook his head.
"There's only one bed princess." Derek said. Garcia. Emily thought silently. I'm gonna kill her. "Look the rooms paid for. I can sleep on the couch." Derek says with a smile. "You don't have to raise hell, it'll be okay." He says. Emily looks at him and smiles. He's too sweet. Emily thinks to herself.
"You don't have to take the couch. I can-" She stops talking when he stops her.
"I've got the couch baby. You make yourself comfortable in that big comfy bed of yours." He says with a smile way to big.
"Derek I can't let you do-" She stops again at the look on his face. "If you aren't going to let me take the couch you can...sleep...on the bed...with...me." Emily says really slowly. Why does Derek make her feel like a teenage girl?
"If you're okay with that." He says. Emily nods.
"It's big enough for the two of us. We can sleep on it without...coming into contact." Emily says. Derek looks at her and smirks.
"Man...we lied to Hotch. I told him we wouldn't sleep together." He says. Emily laughs, and pushes him. "We have a lot of day light left. Do you wanna go for a swim?" He asks. Emily smiles at him, and nods.
"Sure. Let me get my suit." Emily says. She walks into the bathroom, and gets out her bikini. She smiles a bit when she sees it. She always liked the color red. Walking out of the bathroom her jaw dropped to see him standing there in his swimming trunks. She was in short shorts, and a shirt that hung off her shoulder. He smiled when he saw her. He saw the red string tied around her neck. "Come on. Let's go." She says with a small laugh. She leads him out of the room, and they go down to the beach area. They set up a spot on the beach, and Emily takes off her shirt then her pants. Derek gulps. He had never seen his partner in so little. He gulped a bit, and turned around to take a moment to himself. "Hey! This place has a bar outside at the pool area. It doesn't close until late tonight because they some times have parties here late." Emily says. Derek nods, and turns back around to see her standing there with a smile on her face. "I thought we could...we could...what?" She asks with a smile.
"Noth..nothing. Wow Emily." He says with a laugh. Emily looks at him, and blushes. "You just look really hot." He says. Emily laughs, and bites her lip.
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