"Hot Stuff, are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" Penelope asked. "The last thing I want is for you to regret your decision."

"Woman, I have never been more sure of anything in my life," he said. "All I want is you. Besides, this means I'll be traveling less, if at all. We'll be able to spend more time together."

"We'll have to tell Hotch that we're dating," she said. "He needs to know before you resign."

"I know," he said. "I keep putting it off, but I put in my two weeks notice today. He should be notified tomorrow, so I'm going to his office first thing in the morning."

"This is going to be a major bombshell on him," she said. "Do you think he suspected anything?"

"Well, he is a profiler," he pointed out. "I don't think so though. No one knows about us but me and you. Right?"

"I may have mentioned it to JJ, but she promised not to say anything," Penelope said. "Before you tell Hotch, though, I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Hotch isn't going to discover one secret tomorrow," she said, looking suddenly nervous. "There's going to be a little more to our announcement."

Derek raised an eyebrow, knowing Hotch was already going to be unhappy with the news he was leaving. Could their boss really take another major surprise on their part?

"What's up Baby Girl?" Derek asked. Then, when she didn't answer immediately: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong," Penelope said. "Everything's perfect actually. It's just, well…"

"Penelope, what?"

"I'm pregnant."

Derek's face changed to shock. "What?" he cried. "When did you find out?"

"Two days ago," she replied. "I would've told you sooner, but I didn't want to distract you from putting in your resignation. I know that stepping down has been stressful for you, and I didn't want to add anything more to that. Plus…"

He interrupted her, knowing that a full on ramble was inevitable. "Baby Girl, this is wonderful news," he said. "Really. I'm sure Hotch and the rest of the team will be thrilled for us. We're going to have the most awesome kid ever."

"Well, with your good looks and my brains, anything is possible," Penelope said with a grin. "Can you believe it, though? In eight months, we'll have our own little one to look after."

As soon as the words left Penelope's lips, Derek started to freak out. Knowing there was only eight months until the two of them became parents was crazy. He had no experience with kids! He'd only watched Jack a few times back in the day, but he'd been older. Not a newborn.

"Someone looks nervous," Penelope observed with a smirk. "Is the news starting to sink in for you?"

"We're going to have to get a house," Derek said. "This apartment isn't big enough for the three of us. I told you that keeping my house was the better option in the end. It was bigger and had more room for all of our stuff."

Desperately trying not to laugh out loud, Penelope tried to calm him down but Derek had already jumped up and was moving through the rooms, going off on several different tangents of conversation.

"We need to train Clooney not to bark at people walking down the street," he said suddenly. "He'll wake the baby up, won't he? Not to mention Clooney's never really been around kids before. What if he's bad with children?"

"Derek," Penelope said, following him into their bedroom. "Slow down a minute. We don't have to decide..."

He cut her off in another ramble, not even hearing what she said. "We're going to have to start saving money! No more premium computer apps for you or new sports equipment for me. We'll have to save to afford everything we'll need. And…"

"Earth to my Noir Hero," she interrupted loudly. When Derek finally focused on her, she continued: "We don't have to figure everything out tonight, love. I'm only eight weeks. We have plenty of time to look for a house and put money aside. Alright?"

He only nodded, but his mind had jumped to something else. Something very important. Something they simply could not ignore a minute longer.

"Penelope Garcia, you have to promise me something first," he said. "This is extremely important to me."

"What?"

"Will you marry me? Before the baby's born?" he asked. "I know I don't have a ring right now, but I love you more than anything."

She only smiled at him. "Of course I'll marry you. Ring or no ring, you're still the love of my life."

Then they were kissing. Right in the middle of their bedroom, arms wrapped around each other, as close as they possibly could be. They were ecstatic. They were getting married and having a baby in the next eight months.

Neither of them could hardly wait.

"I didn't even have a ring when I proposed?" Derek asked his dad in disbelief. "Who doesn't have a ring when they ask the girl of their dreams to marry them?"

His father laughed. "You were completely thrown off guard, son. You'd only been together about six months. You just knew that you wanted Penelope to be your wife before Calliope was born."

"What happened next?"

"You got married about three months later," he replied. "Penelope didn't want to be showing very much at the ceremony, so you hired a planner to put the wedding together as quickly as possible."

"Did we buy the house I was in earlier?"

"Yes. After your honeymoon, you came back to Virginia and found a house in the DC area that you two liked. So you bought it and fixed it up. Hotch, Reid, and Rossi helped as much as possible, and you turned it into Penelope's dream home. She had it all planned out."

His father watched as Derek digested the information. He was starting to realize how in love with Penelope he already was, he could tell.

"How did we come with up with her name?" Derek asked. "Calliope?"

"I'll show you," he said. "But then I have to show you the other side. The not-so-good stuff. The way for you to come full circle in this epiphany is to see everything. For now, let's end on a good note."

Derek watched as the room slowly changed back to Penelope's apartment. The place was full of boxes nearly piled to the ceiling, while they sat on the couch, playfully arguing back and forth over names they liked and disliked.

"How can you not love the name Lydia?" Penelope asked, pulling up another baby name website on her laptop. "It's so cute."

"Not cute enough for our little girl," Derek argued. "She needs to have something a bit more original, don't you think? Besides, I went to school with a girl named Lydia and she had horrible acne."

She couldn't help but giggle. "Fine then. Here's some names a little more unique. Anastoria, Bianca, Gretchen, and Reese."

"God no," he said. "All those names are just plain horrible. C'mon Pen. There's got to be one name on that list that seems perfect to you."

She sighed. "I'm starting to think we gave ourselves too many options," she said. "We have all those baby books in our room, and the world wide web at our fingertips. We should've limited ourselves to one website or one baby book."

Derek nodded in agreement. "Besides, shouldn't they let the Queen of the land to take on responsibilities like this? Naming a kid is a major decision."

"Tell me about it," Penelope said, quickly scanning a new list on her screen with a smirk. "What about Claire?"

"It's a possibility," he said. Then: "Are we still going with the middle name Francine? After my mother?"

"Yes," she said. "That's a definite. Fran will be so happy her new granddaughter is carrying on her name."

He smiled, thinking about his mother's reaction to the baby being a girl. She'd believed from the beginning, just like they had, that Penelope was pregnant with a little boy. They'd all been hugely surprised when the ultrasound revealed that the baby was a girl. Derek and Penelope had been so convinced that she was a boy. A little rouge, they'd called him.

Penelope gasped. "Hot Stuff!"

"What?"

"How about this?" she asked. "Are you ready? It's going to blow your mind. It's absolutely by far the most perfect name for our daughter."

"I'm ready, I'm ready!"

"Calliope."

It took Derek a second to react. "Calliope? It sounds like Penelope."

"I know!" she squealed. "I've never heard of anyone with this name before! She'll be unique! She'll never have to worry about another kid in her class having her name."

Derek nodded. "That's true. Calliope is a pretty name too. I like that it sounds like yours."

"So, what do you think?" Penelope said. "Is it not perfect? Calliope Francine Morgan?"

"Yes," he finally said. "It's perfect. It's everything we were looking for in a name and more. What does Calliope mean, anyway?"

"Beautiful voice," she read.

They grinned at each other then, knowing that they'd finally found the absolute perfect name for their firstborn.

A/N: New chapter will be up soon! Hope you all enjoyed! We'll be switching gears soon so Derek can come full circle in his epiphany!