A Night on the Town

The BAU conference room was in uproar. Rossi walked in and asked Morgan if he was busy on Saturday night.

"You are not my type Ros," replied Morgan.

This caused all the women to laugh while Reid looked a bit lost.

"What I was asking," continued Rossi, "is if you are going to the opening of that new club in town."

"What new club?" asked JJ.

"The Soul Train" Garcia chimed in, "I hear it is a theme club for the TV show."

"What TV show?" asked Reid.

"There was a show called 'The Soul Train' Spence, where they danced for an hour," explained Emily.

"And how was that a popular show?" inquired Reid. "I mean if all they did was dance,"

"Kid, you are in some serious need of pop culture facts. The show was about fresh vibes and moves." Said Morgan.

"Yes! And one of the hosts looked just like my Chocolate God of Thunder." Claimed Garcia.

JJ and Emily tilted their heads and looked at Morgan assessing Pen's statement.

"That is sooo true!" added JJ with a wink at Morgan.

"Hmm," said Emily, "but that Shemar Moore is hot. And Morgan is, well, only Morgan."

"Hey!" said Morgan, "what does that mean?"

"Who are you taking Morgan?" Asked Rossi to prevent extended arguments, "that hottie from Missing Persons?"

"Get with the times Rossi, he has a new flavour of the week." Said Garcia.

That statement had an immediate effect on Prentiss. She could not help but feeling jealous. For the past two months, Morgan had been virtually her shadow on the weekends and sometimes even during the week. They are just friends but it still affected her that he seemed to be with all these women. None of that showed on her face though because Emily Prentiss is superb at hiding her emotions.

Morgan was saved from answering with the entrance of Hotch. Sometimes he wished he took part in their good natured teasing but knowing the characters of the BAU, it would become a complete mess if he were to join them. The team discussed the case and within the hour was on their way to San Diego.

Exiting the jet on their return home Saturday afternoon, Morgan caught up with Prentiss in the parking lot.

"Hey Prentiss, you wanna go with me to the club opening?"

"What?"

"The club, tonight. You wanna come with?"

"No. Isn't that a job for your 'flavour of the week'?" She asked before thinking.

"Whoa," replied Morgan, "easy now Princess. Don't pay too much mind to Garcia. She is always egging me on about some girl or the other. There is no 'flavour of the week, or month' as a matter of fact."

All the while he held her eyes processing every reaction. She didn't give much away but he did notice the pink tinge in her cheeks when she blurted the question and the smirk threatening to break through when he confirmed that he has not been with anyone in a few weeks. He spent a lot of time with her ever since her mother's visit. That was just the legitimate excuse; Morgan always wanted to spend more time with Prentiss off the job.

"Oh, come on Em, you will have a good time. I guarantee it." He said with a wide smile.

"What time?" asked Emily resignedly, she knew that she could not resist a request from Derek. If he only knew that she would be willing to go anywhere with him, she will never live it down.

"7 so we can have dinner before joining the party"

"But isn't the opening at 8?" She asked.

"Yea, but they are all the same. This way we have a nice dinner and turn up after the paparazzi craze."

"OK" answered Emily as she drove off.

Yes! She said 'yes'. This is going to be good night.

In the restaurant, they were in a world of their own, laughing and teasing and having a great time. The other diners paled in comparison to the gorgeous couple. They looked splendid; she wore a halter top black dress that stopped on her knees, three inch designer black pumps with her hair in a French twist and flawless make-up. He was dressed in all black, his shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbow which looked suave and rugged at the same time.

A block from the club, the traffic was already backed up and people were in lines to get a chance at entrance.

"Looks like we will have a hard time getting in," remarked Emily.

"Got that covered babe." He replied. The 'babe' got him a weird look from Prentiss; one which would have amused him had he actually seen it.

Morgan drove through a side street and parked at the back of the club. Immediately the door opened and someone came out to open Emily's door. Morgan joined her and with a handshake to the bouncer, they entered the club. The music was pumping and bodies gyrating everywhere. Derek held her hand as they navigated to a door through which was a private lounge. From where they sat, they could observe the activities via the one-way glass panel. A waiter brought them drinks and after he departed Morgan asked, "What do you think so far?"

"This is amazing." With a smile she focused her attention on Morgan and said, "tell me how is it you get special treatment everywhere."

He laughed and answered, "Not everywhere Princess, but I have peeps."

"Right, peeps," she replied. "I think this is more than having peeps."

"I am co-owner of the club Em, I designed this lounge for when I come here."

"Wow. That is cool Derek. This lounge is really something."

"I'm glad you like it. You are the first person to experience it."

He watched as her smile got wider and felt incredibly on top of the world to share more of his life with Emily.

"Do me a favour and don't tell the team about this."

"Of course, but you have to bring me again."

"Anytime Princess."

"Oh, I love this song, let's go dance!"

Morgan didn't need to be asked twice. He led her to the dance floor where Prentiss let loose. Sure he had seen her dance before at the bureau's parties but never like this. The girl had some killer moves. After a while he spied something funny on the second dance floor and laughed. At her raised eyebrow, he spun her to face the crowd. She immediately zeroed in on the commotion and giggled at the antics of a particular group of patrons who obviously were tone deaf dancing to God knows what rhythm since it was not the song playing.

He used the opportunity to wrap his arms around her and kept her close to his chest. She was very happy there and raised her hands to around his neck. Derek always took his dates clubbing to assess their dancing. He had this theory that if a girl can dance, she is great in bed. Emily Prentiss close to his body had a startling effect but he was beyond care as he caressed her belly and nuzzled her neck. She felt his hard on which encouraged her to be more daring. Morgan thought that if they got against a hard surface, they may not be alive at the end of the encounter. But what a way to go. He was also happy to be in a crowd. At some point they will cool down and can walk away with their relative sanities still intact.