A.N.: Ok here it is the last chapter I hope everyone likes what I've written this chapter is quiet a bit longer than the other three. Thank you to everyone who's reviewed, alerted and added as a favorite it means a great deal to me. So without farther adieu on with the show.

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Part four

Her mind seemed to freeze at his words, marry him, and be his wife for all time, the thought brought a huge smile to her face. Yet the words wouldn't come they were stuck in her tear choked throat.

"Baby girl, Goddess?" he said the question in his voice, "Penelope say something."

He didn't understand she couldn't say anything he'd offered her the world with that sentence and her mouth had, yet to catch up.

Slowly he turned her around to study her face, taking in the tears streaming down her face, the large smile on her lips, yet her eyes were what gave her away. Those expressive milk chocolate eyes were shining with love and happiness they were saying yes, either though she hadn't said the simple word.

"Penelope," he began again, though no other words passed his lips as she sealed her over his silencing any farther words.

She poured everything into that one kiss, all the love, hope, fear and happiness and want she could. Her arms snaked around the inside of his jacket, resting them around his waist as his own hands came up to cup her face holding her gently, yet pillaging her warm mouth, searching out every crevice as if it was the first time they'd kissed.

Air became an issue and slowly they pulled apart resting their foreheads together. "So is that a yes?" he grinned sliding his hands through her curls.

"It's more than a yes Derek. It's I would love to spend the rest of my life, have your babies and grow old together sitting side by side sipping coffee and flirting like mad. I want it all the white picket fence, the two point five kids, well maybe more than that, but most of all I want you."

"That's good to hear sweet mamma you had me worried for a minute."

Penelope grinned up at him through her lashes, "For just a minute hu. I was beginning to wonder why you were so nervous through out dinner and the walk here. You tried to fool me handsome, but you should know better. I'm not the Goddess of all knowing for nothing."

"I'll remember that one beautiful," he replied, pulling back to draw something from his pocket.

When the light fell over the purple velvet box Penelope gasp, there was no turning back now it was for real, Derek Morgan, her hot stuff chocolate Adonis, was truly asking her to be his wife. Tears formed in her eyes as he lifted the lid showing off the light pink diamond, surrounded by tiny diamonds on the side, tasteful yet, so very Penelope.

"I had a little trouble finding the right ring. It took me a few days before I saw this one and through it would be perfect for you," he explained kneeling down on one knee in front of her. "I know I all ready asked you, but would you do me the honor of becoming my wife, from now until forever. I know I don't have much to offer, but what I can give you is my love, and my soul."

"Oh Derek," she breathed, kneeling down close to him. He cupped the side of her face, wiping away the tears falling from her eyes. "You have everything to give, and more sugar always have. Yes I'll marry you."

He slid the ring from its velvet confines and slipped it on her finger kissing the spot before pulling her close again this time in a soft probing kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck, bring him closer.

"Get a room," a rude voice exclaimed as they passed by.

Laughingly they pulled apart, "Unfortunately I think he may have a good idea," Penelope grinned running a finger over his lips.

"I couldn't agree more," he said, tugging her up with him and into his side as they walked back towards the SUV.

Penelope remained quiet on the drive home, just staring at the ring on her finger trying to make sure that it was all real that she wasn't dreaming.

"Stop thinking so hard Goddess it'll give you wrinkles," Derek said, grinning as he watched the road.

"I just…" she trailed off unsure of her own words.

A worried frown graced his features as he stole a glance at her, "You just what baby girl?"

"If this is a dream please don't wake me from it let me have this," she answered resting a hand on his thigh.

He covered her hand giving it a light squeeze, before bring it to his lips and placing a chaste kiss, "You never have to worry baby this dream is for real."

She sighed happily and watched the scenery fly by the window, safe in the knowledge that her one true dream was coming true. Pulling in his parking spot, Derek looked over at Penelope, who slept soundly. To him she looked like an angel come down to earth and he'd managed to capture her heart. Quickly and without waking his sleeping fiancé, he stepped out of the truck and rushed over to her side, slowly pulling the door open. He ran a hand over her cheek, caressing the soft trying to persuade her to open her eyes and wake up.

"Wake up sleeping beauty we're home," he whispered in her ear, placing a kiss to the outer shell.

"Humm Derek," she said sleepy, "I had this wonderful dream."

"Oh really, care to share," he returned, gathering her up in his arms.

She buried her face into his neck, before answering, "We were on the bridge over Lake Potomac and you proposed and I said yes and you gave me…" she trailed off catching sight of her pink engagement ring. "No dream then hu," she breathed, kissing the side of his neck.

Derek laughed, "That's my silly girl."

When they reached their apartment door, Derek debated with himself on how to get the keys out of his pocket. However that thought fled his mind when he felt Penelope's small, warm hand inch down his front and slip into her pocket fishing for the keys.

"Is that a pickle in your pocket or you just happy to see me," Penelope breathed, extricating the keys from the cloth confines.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you baby girl," he answered taking the offered keys.

"Oh I have some idea handsome," she retuned moving her hand down the front of his body.

He growled, "Woman if you don't stop teasing me I'll leave you right here."

"You wouldn't dream of doing that stud. You can't wait to get me inside and have your wicked way with me."

And she was right after their little section, before leaving for dinner; he'd been hard for her that would never change. One look from her smoke eyes and it'd send him spinning filling with lust and passion for the Goddess in his arms.

Pushing the door open he set Penelope down on her feet, so she could see the room. Strands of tiny Christmas tree lights hung from the wall illuminating the living room in a soft warm glow, a bottle of champagne, sitting in a buck of ice sat by the coffee table, as soft jazz music filled the apartment.

Penelope spun around her eyes filling with tears for the second time that night. Derek just grinned at her, "Did you really think I'd forget Valentine's Day baby girl?"

Sheepishly she responded, "I did for a few minutes."

"Well does this change your mind?" he asked wrapping his arms around her waist tugging her back into his arms.

"That is does handsome that it does," she replied leaning back against him. "But one question?"

"Oh," he answered cocking an eyebrow.

Before she could ask her question the phone began to ring, neither in a rush to answer the offending noise, and both to comfortable right were they stood. Before long the answering machine picked up.

'You've reached Derek and Penelope, we're not home right now to busy having sex right now to come to the phone. Leave a message.'

"We really need to change that," Derek said, as his lips started to trail a path of fire across her neck.

'We know you two are home by now,' came Hotch's voice 'even if you're not I hope everything has gone according to plan Morgan. But please don't ever ask us to help you with this kind of stuff ever again. I don't think Reid will ever be the same.'

'You've scared me for life,' came Reid's laughing voice.

'See you two Monday morning, and before you ask, no neither one of you can be late,' Hotch finished, before hanging up.

Penelope turned to face him, her laughter barely contained, "Please tell me you didn't have those three help you do this?"

Derek just grinned and shook his head.

"So they knew about everything the proposal, the dinner, all of it?"

"Yup," he answered, placing a quick kiss to her lips, "I could ask the ladies to help me they'd tell you everything if I had."

"True," she replied pulling him back down for a real kiss, as she traced his lips with her tongue before pushing passed his lips and delved into his warm mouth.

He moaned from deep within, grasping her hips and tugging her up against his hard body. Her hand pushed at his jacket slipping the lapels off his shoulders then down his arms to fall around their feet, while she pulled him forwards with her, champagne forgotten in favor of each other. By the time they made it to the bedroom Derek's shirt was unbuttoned, and Penelope had her hands running the length of his warm body trying to feel every inch of him she could.

His own hands found the zipper of her dress and pulled it down inch by inch. He brought his lips to her ear, "Turn around for me Goddess."

She glanced up at him through lusty eyes and complied with his command. When her back was fully to him he finished unzipping her dress, pulling the sleeves down her arms, before placing his lips at the base of her neck nibbling and licking her shoulders and neck, any patch of skin he could get to.

Letting the satin fabric pool at her feet, he stepped back, and turned her to face him, letting her see the emotions writing on his face, emotions that words could never describe. His eyes were clouded with passion and love as he watched her stand there, dressed in nothing, but red lace, and heels.

"Damn but you are beautiful," he breathed moving forwards, one hand going to the back of her neck, while the other took hold of her hip bring her body in contact with his.

She had no words for him, as their lips met, in a fiery all consuming kiss. Dragging her hands up his chest she pushed his shirt off his shoulders and he released her from his hold long enough to let the cotton fall to the floor. She placed her lips to his neck, nibbling the flesh while her hands slide downward to the edge of his pants. She toyed with him for a moment, remembering earlier in the evening.

"Don't toy with me woman, not now," he growled starting to walk her backwards towards the bed.

"And if I want to?" she challenged, placing one dark red lacquered nail again his skin bragging it up the center of his chest.

"You'll pay for it princess," he answered, his right hand going to the clasp of her bra and unhooking it.

Pulling the strapped down her arms and away from her body throwing the offending garment behind him, before capturing a tact nipple in his mouth giving her a long deep suck, while his other hand toyed with her left breast pinching and tugging, drawing a deep moan from her lips.

"You don't play fair sweetness," she responded barely able to form coherent thought.

He played her body like a man played the violin, slow and sweet or fast and dangerous. Dragging his lips up her placed tiny kisses along her collarbone, tracing a path up to her ear, nipping the lobe, before planting wet open mouthed kisses along her jaw line to her lips, were he greedily drank from her mouth. Her own hands started to work the button on his pants then the zipper; finally she pushed the garment down past his hips only to come into contact with bare skin. The sexy stud muffin had gone commando for the evening. The thought of him sitting across from her all evening, with no boxers on, drove her mad with desire.

She run her nails along the length of him, gaining a muffled groan from his lips that were fused to hers. She smirked knowing that he was slowly loosing what little control he had left in him. An evil idea popped into her mind as she took his erection in her warm hands and slowly started to stroke his length, making his hips buck into her hand.

Tearing his lips away, he breathed, "Evil vixen," and ripped the scrap of red lace from her body and plunged two fingers into her wet heat.

Throwing her head back from the sensations his hands were creating, Penelope fought to control herself, but her body had other idea as she grinded her hips into his hand. His thumb drawing circles around the tight little bundle of nerves, drawing a deep moan from her chest.

"Derek please," she begged wanting him to be inside her when she came not like this.

"What, baby girl, you want this," he answered pushing deeper into her center, feeling her trembling beneath his hands.

"Yes, no I want you inside me, deep inside me, now," she ordered pulling away to lay on the bed, letting her legs fall apart inviting him in.

"Your wish is my command my Goddess," Derek answered crawling towards her a hungry loin stoking it prey.

With his face level with hers he rested his body between her thighs, her moist center cradling his erection. She raised her hips wanting him to thrust inside her, but only ended up in one sensual caress. He grinned at her before leaning in capturing her lips with his while he positioned himself at her entrance and plunged into her welcoming heat, like coming home after a long time away.

He groaned into her mouth while she moaned, bucking her hips up wanting to him to move faster. He took the hint and slowly increased his pace, yet wanted the love making to last.

"Oh God," she breath tearing her lips away from his throwing her head back, "don't ever stop.

His paced picked up at her words and before long he felt her walls clamp around him, as her orgasm shook her whole body, sending him into bliss not two seconds after. Clasping on top of her, Derek tried to shift her weight, so as not to crush her.

"Stay right there," she said, wrapping her arms around him.

He complied for awhile, then rolled to his back taking her with him while he still was firmly seated into her.

Brushing a damp curl from her forehead, Derek leaned up and placed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you Penelope."

She smiled up at him, wiggling her hips, feeling him harden from the slightest movement. "I love you to Derek."

End note: All right that's it. It's finished. Unless of course you want more, and have a few ideas lol, let me know what you think please.