AN: This story was originally written to be a one shot but because of a request I received from snuggy29, I am revisiting it and expanding it out a little. In fact, this story will now explain a certain someone's obsession with a certain profiler in my story, Only Reid. I'm not sure how long it will be but I am definitely thankful to snuggy29 for the request for more! I hope you all enjoy and review!

The jet ride home was quite different than the one to San Diego. Derek and Penelope had made up and managed to salvage the evening. The team had noticed the change as well as they acknowledged the lovebirds with muffled snickers and hidden smiles. The two ignored their friends as Derek carried Penelope's bag and placed it in the overhead compartment and allowing her to take the window seat next to him. Rossi, with a devious smirk on his face, took the seat across from Derek and stared knowingly at them.

"So how's the arm feeling this morning?"

Derek and Penelope looked at each other and rolled their eyes. It was going to be a long flight home.

"It's a little sore but it's okay."

"Well good. I wouldn't want anything to get in the way of you doing your job."

"Since when have you been concerned about me doing my job, Rossi?" Morgan snapped back.

"I'm not concerned. Just one friend looking out for another, that's all."

"You too look awfully cheery this morning." He said still teasing.

"Give it a rest, Rossi."

"Don't worry about him, Handsome. Rossi's just fishing."

"Fishing? Looks like the big fish is already on the hook."

With that Dave stood and took the seat two rows up across from Hotch. Derek and Penelope shook their heads and smiled at each other. The rest of the trip was made peacefully with the rest of the team leaving the two alone. Which was a good thing because last night had left them both exhausted and so they slept, hand in hand, Garcia's head resting on Morgan's shoulder and a look of pure bliss on his face.

BAU Headquarters, Quantico, VA. – Later That Evening –

The team stepped off of the elevator and headed to their respective work areas. Morgan had promised that he'd return all of the gifts he'd received and so he made a hasty retreat to the conference room to scoop up the last gifts to arrive and headed to his office. He initially thought he'd wait until tomorrow morning to return them but he reconsidered. Since mostly everyone had gone for the evening he decided to return the gifts before going home. He'd attach a short note of thanks and leave the gifts on the desks of each of the ladies. Cowardly? Perhaps but he was not one for drama.

Penelope was happy that he was taking care of that bit of business as she headed to her office to begin a quick diagnostic on her babies that would run until she got in in the morning. She felt a little foolish at the scene she'd created with him over the gifts. She had his heart and she didn't doubt him or what they meant to each other but she had let her insecurities get the best of her and in that moment she vowed to herself to do better.

Hotch had watched Morgan and Penelope's behavior over the last few days. He knew it was just a matter of time before the outrageous flirting and overt displays of affection would come to a head. He would have to talk to the two to get confirmation on their status and to figure out how to deal with the fallout it was going to create. He also was happy for them even though that little tidbit he had to keep to himself for everyone's sake.

Arms filled with gifts, Morgan poked his head into Garcia's office. He watched her for a moment. She was so engrossed in her work she had not heard him come in. He loved watching her work; she was good at what she did, the best in fact. Her confidence was front and center then and he admired that about her. He wished she had the same confidence in his love for her but he knew that would take time. His past had created the image others had of him including her and only time would change that. He was willing to put in the time and the work to change her mind and convince her that he was in love with her and wanted a future with her.

"Hey, Baby Girl."

Turning to see him burdened down with bags, and cards and boxes, she couldn't contain her laughter. He looked so sweet and she knew he was trying so hard to make things right for her.

"Baby, can't that wait until tomorrow?"

"Maybe but I want to take care of it now so that we can spend the rest of the evening together in peace without it hanging over our heads."

"Okay, but I'm going to be heading out in a few minutes. Do you want me to wait?"

"No, Baby just meet me at my place. I'll pick up food on my way in."

"Sounds like a plan."

It had taken him over an hour to write the notes and return the gifts but it was worth it if it made Penelope feel more secure about them. It was good to be able get the gifts back to the women who had felt compelled to make him their Valentine. He didn't want to hurt their feelings and he didn't want any drama. His last gift was to Counter Terrorism. Sheila had asked JJ to deliver a rather large box for her. He didn't even want to think about what could possibly be inside. In fact, he didn't even read the card that was attached to it. The less he knew the better. He thought it was odd that she would even think of giving him a gift since he didn't know her and had never even met her. In fact, his department had very little contact with Counter Terrorism. Jordan Todd had filled in for JJ while she was on maternity leave but other than that, the two departments very seldom crossed paths.

The beautiful brunette had decided to work late in hopes of getting a glimpse of him. She knew the team was out of town on a case and she had heard that they were returning that evening. She missed her days working with them and regretted not giving him a chance. He was not at all like the player the others had described him as. His dedication to his work seemed to have made him single-minded and what little window she'd had to impress him and grab his interest had passed her by. That was her fault but she was determined to make up for lost time.

She saw him enter her department's offices and her heart sped up sure he was looking for her. Then she saw the box; maybe he wanted to open it with her, but surely he wouldn't expect her to still be here, after all it was nearly eight-thirty in the evening. She stayed put in her hiding place within the shadows of the dimly lit hallway. A few seconds later he exited the offices, empty handed and her heart sunk. He returned the gift, which to her meant he was rejecting her and her offer of love and a life with her. She didn't quite know what to think of this sudden turn of events. She had heard the rumors but until now she wasn't willing to believe them. The word around the bureau water cooler was that the handsome profiler had hooked up with the outrageous looking computer geek from the Technical department.

"Oh hell no!" She thought to herself as she stood fuming.

She was nothing if not competitive and she did not take losing well. She knew that they were close, that much was obvious but that didn't mean anything to her. He was hers no matter what she had to do to make it so.

She saw him head down the hallway in her direction so she took a deep breath and mustered up her courage and stepped out of the doorway that until now had kept her concealed.

"Derek?"

"Jordan, uh, hi, you're here late."

"I had some last minute reports to complete. What brings you on this side of the building?"

"Uh, well, I needed to return something."

"Really?"

He felt awkward having this conversation with Jordan. They hadn't hit it off very well and things never got any better from the time he found out she was JJ's replacement.

"Yeah, Sheila gave me a Valentine's gift and I didn't think it was a good idea for me to keep it."

"Jordan felt a sense of giddy relief wash over her. He hadn't read her card or opened the gift. He thought he had yet another admirer. Of course he'd think someone else wanted him. Who didn't want Derek Morgan?

"Well, I'll make sure she gets it back."

"Thanks Jordan, I'd appreciate that."

Morgan started again down the hallway.

"Derek."

He turned to face her again.

"Yeah?"

"I feel like we got off to a bad start. You want to get together sometime? Maybe for coffee?" She said smiling.

"I don't think so, Jordan, but thank you anyway." He hated feeling this awkward. "It was good seeing you."

"Yeah it was good seeing you too. Tell the team I said hello."

He nodded and mad a hasty retreat. She stood looking after him fuming and more determined than ever to have him. She never lost and she wasn't going to start now.