A/N: Adding a tiny bit of angst, but no worry, this is as bad as it gets and the only angst. Posting this now, since I'm out for a Girl's night for the rest of the night. Thanks to all you amazing people, who keep reading, alerting and reviewing. It means a lot to me. Keeps me writting.

Ever since their first date, Morgan had managed to set up several more dates for them, all at least as spontaneous as their first one. There had been the classical 'a movie and dinner' dates, a date at a concert of Penelope's favorite band, and brunch dates at the little café just around the corner from Morgan's house. When it came to dates, it seemed as if Morgan's ideas never seemed to end.

As many ideas as he had in regards of dates, there seemed to be at least the same amount when it came to their wedding. What struck Morgan as odd was the fact that all his ideas seemed to not match his Baby Girl's. Not that he wanted anything really weird or strange, no, it was quite the opposite. A ceremony with friends and family, vows written themselves and a huge, festive party to follow the big event was what he thought about. Penelope's idea sounded more like getting hitched at City Hall during their lunch break, without anyone really knowing.

"You do know that we told them, right?" he had asked her, referring to the rest of the BAU team. She nodded. "So, why making it that much of a secret? I mean, they know already. JJ and Emily are probably already fighting about colors for bridesmaid dresses. If you don't want to get married right away, it's okay as well, but just say so," he explained, kissing her softly. "If you need more time, that's okay."

"No, I don't need more time. It's okay. I'm happy, and I want this wedding. Really," she reassured him, but somehow, there was something that made him doubt.

"Gorgeous, I plan on getting married just once in my life. To you. And although I don't need a huge gathering with hundreds of people attending, I somehow want something more out of this than just going down to City Hall between cases without anyone witnessing it."

He saw Penelope looking at him for a moment, thinking.

"You sure?" he heard her suddenly ask, which surprised him slightly.

"Why wouldn't I?" he asked back.

It took a moment for Penelope to do anything. She let out a breath, followed by a sigh, which certainly made Morgan more suspicious.

"What's going on, baby?"

"You know how I went up to Chicago a few weeks ago?" she asked, and he nodded, remembering too well. His mother had invited her up North, wanting to have a few days with her to help her with preparations and such. Come to think of it, Morgan now realized his mother actually never called him like he'd expected, making sure he was well aware of what to be expected to help with.

"Well, your sisters took me out for lunch one day and we met that girl. Amber Morris…" she went on.

"You met Amber?" Morgan asked, surprised. He knew that his sisters still had contact with his ex-girlfriend, but last he heard, she lived somewhere overseas.

"Yeah. Nice girl."

"Yeah, I guess. But what does Amber Morris have to do with our wedding?" he asked, confused.

"We got to talking, and when Sarah and Desiree told her who I was, she had this surprised look on her face. I asked why she was so surprised, assuming she would just say that I was not not the type of your usual girlfriends. But she said that last time she talked to you, a few years ago, you told her you would never settle down. If you ever had to get married, the only way for you would be down at City Hall, not wasting time with churches, vows and stuff…" she started explaining.

Morgan, who was suddenly hit by realization, stepped forward, kissing her hard and deep.

"Baby Girl, that was something like eight years ago, or even longer. True, back then I was playing the field and probably had a new girl every week, but that was then. Now, all I really want is to settle down, with you, making sure we do this right and not just in between cases and breaks to 'get it over with'. And you want to know what has changed my mind?" he asked her, receiving a nod. "I met you," he simply stated, waiting a moment for the answer to sink in. And when it did, he received the sweetest, shyest smile he had ever seen on her face.

After that, Penelope's ideas became similar to Derek's, and they finally, really, got started organizing their wedding.