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"Do you think this is a good idea?" Penelope asked JJ and Emily as they were helping her pack up her bedroom two weeks later.

"I personally think it's an amazing idea. You guys are good friends, barring the argument before you were, ya know." Emily said, pointing to where Penelope was sitting on the bed.

"Em, you can say I was shot. That's what happened." Penelope said, laughing softly to herself.

"It still freaks me out is all." Emily admitted.

"You and me both." JJ said, smiling at them both. "Plus, even if it's not a good idea to move in with Morgan, you can't back out now. Half of your stuff is already there. I've hauled my ass up more steps than I have ever wanted to in my life and I refuse to move you out before the end of the year."

"Jayje! That's like four months away! Do you really think I'm going to live with Derek for that long?"

"Yes." Both Emily and JJ answered at the same time.

-.-.-

"So Derek, honey, what's new with you?" Fran asked him over the phone.

"Not much, Ma. Penelope is moving in with me in a few days." Derek said, offhandedly.

"What was that? Derek Morgan is going to live with a woman?" Fran asked, shock in her voice.

"It's not like that, Ma. After she was shot, she gave up her apartment. She said she didn't feel safe there anymore, not that I blame her. I offered up my house, well kind of demanded really. If she's not here then all I am going to do is worry about her." Derek said.

"Oh, and it's not like that huh?" she asked.

"Don't. Don't do that thing where you think you know something that I don't know. Garcia is my best friend. That's it."

"I know. Your best friend, your babygirl, your baby, your goddess. Am I missing anything, Derek?" Fran asked, smirking on her end of the phone.

"Hey Ma, it's been great talking to you. I have to go. Love you, bye." Derek said, hanging up the phone quickly.

His mind was swimming.

He had told Penelope he loved her in her apartment the night he spent there. He wasn't sure why he had said it, it just came out. The smile that Penelope graced him with before she told him she loved him too was nothing short of amazing.

Now he's been replaying those words and the situation in his head all the time since it happened.

Had he meant it to mean more? Was he in an emotional state because his baby girl had been shot?

Derek knew that wasn't true, but wasn't sure what it meant in regards to the friendship and bond that the two of them shared.

One thing Derek knew was that he was not going to let his unknown feelings get in the way of helping her when she finished moving in.

-.-.-

Penelope walked happily into the BAU later that afternoon after finishing up packing her bedroom.

"Penelope, I was not expecting you." Hotch said. Penelope knew it wasn't a friendly gesture. He was telling her she needed to go home.

"I know sir, I just wanted to give you this." She said, handing him a piece of paper.

"What is this?" he asked.

"I've been cleared for duty." Penelope said proudly.

"No, you haven't." Hotch said, reviewing the paperwork.

"Okay, I know, but it says I can return to normal desk duty in two weeks, barring any extenuating circumstances." Penelope said, hope in her voice.

"Yes, it does. That means that you need to go home and rest. We'll see you on Friday when we finally move out all of your stuff."

"But sir, please. I'm fine. I sit at a desk all day. It'll be okay." Penelope all but begged him.

"See you on Friday, Garcia. Oh hey, Morgan? Garcia was just heading out. Want to make sure she gets to her vehicle okay?" Hotch asked, watching Morgan walk towards the two.

"That man is so frustrating!" Penelope fumed as she walked downstairs. "If I can drive I can sit at a damn desk for 8 hours a day!"

"Baby girl, when is our work day ever just eight hours?" Derek asked.

"Derek Morgan you are missing the point! I am going nuts! I need to come back to work."

Derek opened the driver's door to Penelope's car when they approached it.

"You don't need to come back. You'll have a whole bunch of decorating to do in a few days!" Derek said, trying to get her to smile.

"I hate you Derek Morgan." Penelope huffed as she got into her car.

"I love you, too baby." Derek said, shutting the door for her.