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'Do they realise it may not be wise to shack us up together?' Garcia asked as she entered the bedroom to the house they had been dropped off at.

'I think baby girl, they can think again about splitting us up.'

'Well my chocolate hunk of love come here and prove to me just how you would be if they tried.' She teased as he edged around the bed with a predatory look on his face, as he got closer she began to giggle nervously and then screamed slightly with a playful tone as Derek picked her up and put her on the bed. 'Okay! Okay! I get it! But if you go further I will not be able to contain myself.'

'Like you've kick started in me you mean?'

'Me?' She replied innocently and batted her eyelashes at him. 'I simply asked a question.'

'That you will be punished for later.'

'Is that punished the cop way or the agent way?'

'I'll decide later if I want to go old school.'

She laughed at him and then continued to unpack. 'I have way too much fun with you realise that handsome.'

'Well it's a good thing I too have too much fun with a certain blonde in my life.'

She cocked an eyebrow and then melted. 'You make me so happy.'

'Aw P... I try my hardest to do that, I want you safe and happy and in my arms every night.'

'Well you have that, unless you're on a case.'

'No cases for a month, just one mind set, one perpetrator, one course of action. There is no me putting myself in danger and no me leaving your side.'

'It's good to hear.' She said walking into the embrace he was holding open for her to take. 'I miss it when I can't hug you.'

He laughed at it. 'You miss it when you can't hug me?'

'Hey, don't mock... you're my safe place.' She felt him kiss her forehead and smile, it was another thing she loved him to do. She then sighed. 'We need to get on with this, and be ready to go off for work.'

'No rest for the wicked.' He said as he finally broke their proximity with one another. They had finished what they needed and headed back to the front of the house, the kitchen was stocked, the front room full with CD's and DVD's, ready for lengthy viewings, just like at home it seemed. This was either a house for undercover cops, passing law enforcement personnel's or people like Morgan or Garcia, who had been given a plan and were living life under the different names, in Morgan and Garcia under the names of James Forrester and Anna Thurston.

'I don't like not having my name.' Garcia groaned, it wasn't a lie and she wouldn't hide it, least of all from Morgan.

'It's temporary though P.' Morgan reasoned again.

'I know but I feel like a liar.'

'Well then you do your job, I'll do mine, let me get him when we go to the house and we can get home.'

'I didn't read the file, well not all of it. We run out of time.'

'Well the person rings you and tells you about some government breach, you are not allowed to sort it over the phone and you cannot just fan it off as a joke because if it's not then anarchy is unleashed. You hear a disturbance or something violent, therefore, a cop needs to join you but it's the same every time. A dead body over the computer and the process to unlocking public records and while we are there the unsub puts a note on the door.'

'Clever man.' Garcia said as a knock came from the front door. She smiled as she saw the detective from earlier. 'Hello Detective.'

'Afternoon Anna.' He said and winked, Garcia smirked unhappily. 'James.'

'Detective... shall we go?'

'You ready for your first day?' Both shrugged, there wasn't anything exciting about cop jobs or secrecy with the government when you're fully grown adults, the same wisdom just doesn't get expressed as it used to when you're 10 years old. 'Come on hard work starts tomorrow.' They followed him outside and got into the awaiting jeep. 'A car will be dropped off later tonight when you both get home.' He said as he got in and shut the door. 'Morgan you are not to leave Garcia's side. Garcia you are not to leave Morgan's side.'

'Got it.'

'Loud and clear.'

'Okay well let's get to work, you've only got 2 hours left of the day but the chief wants you to use it to get used to everything, we just want this person so we can get on with petty crimes.' He said with a smirk. When they arrived the pair were briefly separated for a tour, and then shown where their main bases would be, the rooms were next to one another, everything panelled with glass. He watched her get introduced and saw from her eyes that she hated being introduced as anything other than Penelope Garcia. When introductions were done he noticed her relax, noticed she was more confident when she was showing her skills of and wowing a new crowd, she was going to be fine. Being undercover was nothing new to Morgan, so he settled in instantly and as much as he hated not talking to the team or his mom and family, he wasn't all alone for it. He had Garcia; he was still living with, and still working with her. Nothing in that screamed that he wouldn't get to see or hear her for a month. Their personal life together carried on exactly the same as it had done.

When they got home that night, they both exchanged thankful glares as Morgan opened the front door. 'Welcome home mamma.'

'Thank you... what's the agenda for tonight then handsome?'

'Well it's not like there isn't enough DVD's.' Morgan joked at the enormity of the DVD's piled high; he carried on dumping his stuff down on the way. 'We could chill to some of these, there's beer and wine, and menu's... let's order in, cook tomorrow. Keep things as normal as possible?'

'Sounds a plan handsome... for now I am going to go and have a shower.'

'Can I join?'

'I doubt there's enough room for you, me and a migraine at the moment.'

'Aw baby girl... need me to get anything for it?'

'One large glass of wine.' She said with a smile as she walked up the hallway to the bedroom. No more than 10 minutes later she entered the kitchen and picked the awaiting glass of wine up and sipped leisurely.

'Hitting the spot?' He asked, she nodded and took another sip. He noticed her eyes didn't seem so strained and tired now, they were clear and bright and the stress of the day seemed to have been levitated from them. 'You get rid of that migraine that robbed me of a shower with a goddess?'

'Oh yes, it resides down the drain now... for another day.' She quipped back making him laugh. 'You ordered?'

'Chinese... that okay?'

'Perfect thank you handsome.' She said taking his hand and leading him to the couch, they put on normal television not wanting to get engrossed in a film before the food arrived, and when it did they started up the DVD player and settled for the evening. After the 2nd film, and more beer and wine, they both jointly decided to head off to bed knowing full well the next day was not going to get any better than the day they had just done. Except instead of 2 hours, they were going to have an 8 hour day. Garcia to the tech support on the shoddy computer systems, and Morgan to the paperwork gathered and on high alert for the call that had ushered them 3 hours from their home and family.