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Let's see where the muse goes...

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Evacuate My Heart, Boy -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Penelope had to fight him, she knew that, for he was still following her and even as the mascara continued to drag down her face, and her heart carried on splintering and her yearn to just drive flowed through her she knew she couldn't continue with him tailing her.

He's over protectiveness, his alpha male side shining brightly, either he was out to argue his case, or he was there cut it all off. Penelope didn't want to build her hopes up, so refused to even think of the unimaginable.

She indicated and pulled off of the highway, putting the car into neutral in the dirt bank and then she put her head to the steering wheel to calm herself before grabbing the door handle and climbing out.

Derek was already standing there, his chest pumped out, his shoulders boxed in a broad show of aggression, he was waiting on her to get out and when she did he stormed towards hers and for once Penelope was worried that feeling the wrath of Derek Morgan was going to be a terrible, terrible thing.

"You think you have the right to walk into my house and talk to me like that and then leave without letting me so much as get a proper word in edgeways?" He asked her, his voice frozen with tension, his brow furrowed, his finger pointing at her aggressively.

"You seemed to talk back there Derek, but the most I got was 'no, I guess no', sorry if I didn't bother hanging around for you to pick up and just elaborate on what you'd just told me."

Derek dropped his hand, he took in her appearance and he realised he'd never looked at a woman broken by love, he'd seen death do it, he'd seen injury cause it, but never had he seen love and never had he thought he'd be the one trampling on a girl's heart.

"What was the point in me pouring more of my pathetic heart out when you clearly didn't feel any different? I told you back there I was in love with you and not once did I see the faintest sign that maybe, just maybe it was reciprocated.

"So don't worry Derek, I'll stop being the crazy, jealous geek that loves you, I won't care what bimbo or air head you drag from a bar and I won't even bother watching as they just lavish over you, as they drape over your arm and become clueless. You're safe, I won't be that."

She went back to her car and Derek grabbed her hand and instead of him talking back to her she spoke up again.

"Maybe that's it!" She laughed a little, "maybe it's because I wouldn't allow you to take dominance over me, or because I wouldn't become an air head for you and I refuse to drape over a man's arm like I'm some inferior piece of cloth that you never saw that I'm in love you!" She plied thick lasting emphasis on that, her love turning her crazy, something she was desperate not to be.

She got her wrist free and went for her door handle.

"Well you see, the thing is, I am in love with you." He shouted at her over the traffic, "ever thought that I thought that maybe, just maybe, I just wasn't right for Penelope Garcia... that I could never be what she needed."

Penelope turned slowly, "what is it that I need?" She asked him delicately.

"A man that will always be there, a man that's compassionate, that's her hero, a man that can promise her the world and more and a man she can rely on."

Penelope closed her eyes as a tear broke free, "and that's not you?"

"No, no it's not, Baby Girl. I'm just your best friend." He doubted himself and now he felt the familiar ache in his heart, "if I was that we'd have hit it off ages ago, you'd never have gotten hurt by Battle because you would've seen my jealousy and Lynch wouldn't have even been around because I would've knock him out of the way to get his spot in your life."

Penelope's tears were harsher now, she didn't want to believe that Derek was jealous over her date that fateful night, she didn't want to realise that the entire time she was with Kevin he was seething with envy.

She stepped closer then.

Her heart was sitting right on her bangle adorned sleeve, much like Derek's was sitting on his cuff, on blatant display, like they were to passer-by's as they drove passed.

On many occasions, she heard him be stoic, and passionate, when on a chase for an Unsub, while on a hunt for a potential victim. He was the big bad ass FBI agent, he was empowered with his duties, but right now, Derek stood before her empowered by a shattered heart and absolute love.

"So that's why I never, ever made a go for you, because I'm not made for you."

"You're so wrong." She discredited his speech with a shake of the head, "you've got it all wrong."

Then without another thought in her mind she stepped closer again and reached up to kiss him, the faint touch of their lips near enough ignited the heat to mend the cracks in their hearts, the kiss became filled with greed, like it was so long awaited it was now readying to disappear, not begin.

Penelope pulled away, Derek's arms around her and she hit his chest gentle with a small closed fist, "All I wanted was for you to evacuate my heart, not invade it more." She told him in a sorrowful whisper.

"It's never going to happen; I'm as much built in your heart as you are in mine, Baby Girl." He told her and she looked up at him, and he'd never held such a beautiful woman in all his life, even with mascara staining her flushed cheeks, and her lipstick smudged and her eyes red and beginning to puff out with the tears she'd shed.

"I never wanted to acknowledge you loved me because if you did, then I would be set up for heart break, God I felt it when you were shot, and I felt it all over again when Lynch appeared on the scenes." Now his tone was sorrowful and depressed, "It hurt so bad, Baby, hurt me so deeply that'll you never know."

Penelope watched a lone tear drug itself down Derek's cheek and she pulled her arm up, still well in his grasp and wiped the tear before tracing his lips with her dampened finger. She watched him as he closed his eyes at the contact and then she just kissed him again.

When they parted again, he put his forehead to hers and he listened to her, "You are compassionate, and you are a hero, and you are always there for me and I know I can rely on you whole heartedly and Derek, I don't want the world, I never did," she paused, her breath heavy with the exertion of emotions, "I just want the man I'm in love with."

Derek read all the honesty as it sat in her eyes and he moved his hands up her body so one sat on her cheek and he pulled her up a bit for another kiss, one that he instigated, one that he powered, one that he was using to show her just how deep he's love ran.

Pulling away, he'd literally left completely breathless.

"I'm in love with you, Penelope Garcia and I refuse to let you ever walk away again. I want to love you the way you deserve, the way I know and I don't ever want to stop."

A small smile graced Penelope's lips and she just stared at him, a new light in her eyes.

"That's all I wanted to hear." She told him and sealed it all with another kiss.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Evacuate My Heart, Boy -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

A/N: The End!

Happier now Nath? =P You better be!

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