"Honey, I'm home!" Derek announced himself in. He hadn't talked to P in two weeks and now that he was back from the trip he was hopping the whole moving thing already cooled off "Did you miss me goddess?"
"It's good to have you back, love." Penelope was waiting for the rest of the team in the conference room. Her look was sad and Derek noticed the moment he entered the room. He pull her towards him and capture her into a hug.
"What's wrong baby girl?" He muttered in his hair. He felt his T-shirt wet as she started to sob. "Do you remember what you promised me? Never stop talking to me babe."
"That's why I'm crying." She explained as she pulled back. "I may have to break that promise."
"Why…?" Derek's jaw dropped to the floor when Penelope showed him the engagement ring. His look grew dark as he connected the dots. "You weren't sure about moving in with him, and yet the guy gets down in one knee and you jump to his arms. I don't get it, babe. "The bitter in the last word broke Penelope's heart.
"I gave it a lot of thought." Garcia tried to excuse herself poorly. She knew it would be bad but she also hoped it was for the best. Now she realized the damage she had done.
"Apparently you forgot to tell me about it. Jesus, woman at least you could have give me some warning!" he shouted as he hit the table with clenched fist.
"I gave you something better, angel. I gave you a chance."
"A chance for what?" Morgan asked confused.
"A chance to stop me." Penelope's voice broke down as she left the room.
The bar was deserted at that hour. The smell of cigarettes and sweat filled the air for the few lost souls that remained up at that time of the night. Derek Morgan drank down his five shot of Tequila as he thought of all the things he had screwed up in his life. Definitely this was the worst.
"I thought I'd found you here." A familiar voice surprised him. "The last resource of the desperate…" Rossi analyzed the content of one of the empty glasses.
"I'm not desperate. I'm pretty much suicidal at this point." Derek dragged the words. Last thing he needed was a well intentioned lecture.
"Well, hopefully you'll make it through the night." Rossi tried to cheer up his partner.
"What for? I lost her and that's all that matters." Derek was grumpy and all he wanted to do was drink his sorrows down. "Why are you here?"
"I pick the shortest strip." Rossi smiled softly as he ordered a drink. "She sent me here." The surprise on Morgan's face was delightful, but Rossi decided it was better to end up with his suffering. "She's taking Prentiss and JJ to pick dresses tomorrow and she didn't want to be worried about you all day long."
"Picking dresses?" It took Derek a few minutes to warm up his brain. "How long do I have?" Rossi repressed a grin of pain. As much practice as you get, giving bad news never gets easier."Months?"
"Weeks. Sorry kid." Rossi let out the news. Derek let out a cry as he smashed his head with the bar. This madness had to stop. Even thought he promised Garcia not to get involved, he didn't thought it would be a bad idea to give this kid some direction. "You still have a shot."