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A/N: Here's chapter two... Thanks for the reviews =)
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She watched him as she approached. He got his beer and pressed the lips to his and drank longingly, his eyes sticking on her and then he put the bottle down. Damn she loved those lips and she'd never even felt them kiss her. When she called him a God she wasn't calling him it for the sake of it, she was calling him it because it was the honest truth.
Love at first sight. That was how she could sum it up. The moment her eyes saw the source of the baby girl comment that first day something in Penelope fell head over heels in love with Derek but it wasn't enough to get hopes up and dreams built. Friends first, then best friends but it was as pivoting moments in their lives began to happen that she felt more feelings towards him.
Derek Morgan had it all. The look, the charm, the smile, the infectious personality. He was all round the best man in her life. He knew her, could read her and always, always, without a doubt, stepped in to pick her up. It was stuff like that that made her fall for him the first time. However, the differences took him from her reach. She liked computers, he liked sports. He was beyond phenomenal to look at, she was average. He was a player, she wanted seriousness. All of this did not let her lose hope and his smile that he kept for her and the flicker of emotions in his eyes whenever he spoke to her fed her hope and made her look into things too much.
Penelope looked at him from the corner of her eye before turning to him fully and saying her usual greeting and he smiled and she warmed. He then responded to her in that sexy voice and she felt the butterflies flutter as he said her nickname. It was so original in her world. No one had ever nicknamed her baby girl, but then whenever Derek Morgan was concerned, when was her world original? It was then the mood dampened and lost its velocity, as her boyfriend plonked down next to her. Derek's smile wilted, as did hers.
Penelope watched him get up after he'd finished his beer to get another drink. She watched as a pure Latino looking lady walked up to him and began to flirt. She felt a burst of pure envy, jealously burnt away at her. Then Kevin leant in and reality hit. She wasn't allowed those emotions.
She was already taken.
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A/N: So I went for Garcia's POV here... hoped you liked it! I know it's shorter but still...
Now I don't know if you want more or to leave this as a TWOshot... but tell me what you want and I'll see what can happen! Anything's possible!
