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Derek looked at Penelope as she fought with the wig, he could see her shaking at the prospect of what was waiting through the doors and he just stepped in and helped her put the wig on properly.
"Thanks, Hot Stuff." She said as she immediately calmed at his touch.
"Change of plans, Garcia, Morgan." Rossi said as he walked in and called their attention. "Don's going to go out, present the case, present the appeal and then let out details of Friday's conference."
"So I didn't need this on?" Penelope spoke exasperated with a small amount of relief.
Rossi surveyed her expression, "Garcia your disguise starts now, you're going to stand up there, Morgan nearby, this is to get the ball rolling. Don's going to introduce you so that everyone knows who's going to be leading the press conference tomorrow and then you and Morgan need to do whatever you can to make this Unsub believe you." He winked at Penelope, "I have faith in you to be able to do it."
"Yeah, Baby Girl, you just gotta stand up there, look pretty and then let me take my wife on a date."
"You're having way too much fun with this." Penelope quipped with an easy grin and followed the detective as he waited for the pair to be ready to enter the room.
Soon she found herself looking at a sea of cameras, reporters, lights flashing as pictures were taken for the next day's press, red lights blinking showing that they were either being filmed ready for the edits or because they were live on air.
Derek stood a little in front, his shoulders boxed, body guard like and she realised that he was built, not only physically, but mentally to be a protector, to look after those who couldn't do it themselves and for a split second she felt it.
Longing.
Absolute, soul shattering longing filled her and she felt her heart crack at the sheer thought that this was how he viewed her, that she was in need to be looked after and babied when really she could hold her own. She just needed someone that was there to make her feel safe, to take away the fear that she couldn't quite handle.
It was as that moment ended that she had to think about it, she was in love with Derek, yet she remembered that kiss, and his reaction to her being here and a slight smile grew on her lips, she was in love with the right man for her, and she knew it.
Penelope knew one thing as the detective cleared his throat; she was going to make him work his ass off to show he was in love with her.
"My name is Detective Don Reynolds's from the Franklin police precinct; I am, along with the FBI working the case to do with the recent string of murders that have been occurring. We are currently preparing for a press conference, set to be led on Friday, tomorrow, at noon by Penelope Garcia, media liaison with the FBI."
Penelope watched him point to her; she knew this wasn't the time to smile, so she waited for the attention to be taken off of her again.
"In that time if anyone has any important questions and queries it is going to be more beneficial to ask then, when we have the appropriate answers to deliver."
The noise grew in the room, uproar at the lack of information being given causing a stir and Penelope went from looking out at the sea of faces and cameras to being taken out of the room, Derek's arm around her protectively and, if she had to say it, intimately.
She knew one thing then.
The facade had just started.
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Penelope stood looking at herself in the mirror of her hotel room. She was getting ready for their next bit of the plan, one that she didn't know if it'd work out or not. She smoothed the dress down and felt a part of her falter.
Kevin had dumped her.
That she could've hidden, what hit her hard was that it was over the phone. She'd given three years of her life for him to end it over the phone, for that, she could never forgive him and that was the final nail in the coffin of their relationship.
She sniffed and halted the tear, she couldn't afford to break down now, she could do that when she got home, if that was what she needed to do when they finally solved the case.
She smiled, shifted the wig slightly, making sure no bits of red were showing and then she went into the main part of her room and grabbed her bag and found the shoes she needed.
By the time Derek came knocking she was ready and eager to get going. She pulled the door opened and took him in, he was delicious, she thought as she licked her lips.
"Dinner time, Baby Girl." He near enough purred as he put his hand out to her.
"Where we going, Hot Stuff?" She asked as she took his open palm and pulled her door too and locked it before walking down the corridor near enough wrapping his arms naturally around her.
Derek put one arm around her back and held her as they stood in the busy elevator, "Telling you would spoil the surprise, Mrs Morgan." He told her casually and watched her smile at his working charm.
"You're gonna keep me in the dark over this?" She purred as she turned to be chest to chest with him, she put a hand on his top, playing with the gap at the time, her nails running on his chest. "That's not very nice to do to your wife, you know?"
"I do, but we don't play fair now do we, Gorgeous?"
Penelope didn't have chance to answer as the elevator hit ground floor and they flooded out onto the lobby's marble flooring. Walking through she couldn't help but notice Hotch and Rossi around, some of the officers starting their plain clothe duty and she just hoped she was holding her end up.
After all, everyone around them was a potential Unsub.
"This has got to be the most unorthodox method the FBI has used." Penelope commented as she and Derek made their way to the entrance and exited the building, Derek was playing his side well she kept thinking, he was a perfect gentleman to her.
"I think it's the best they've ever suggested." He told her with a smirk and looked down out of the corner of his eye. "Why are you doubting this?"
"Because if you're aware, I have a boyfriend that could stir a whole load of bother." Penelope told him, and she felt right bringing it up. Her and Kevin were fresh out of a relationship and here she was gallivanting around Maine with her best friend that she had repeatedly, until she was blue in the face, told Kevin was just a platonic binding of friends.
"Well then he'll have me to answer to. If he doesn't respect your place in a team, Baby, why are you with him? I mean, I know full well this team is everything to you, and for more than just a job. I mean, we're your family, but he doesn't seem to cherish that aspect."
"It's complicated." She deflected as they went to enter the restaurant. "This is uptown, Handsome."
"So you better smile and enjoy, Gorgeous." He told her as he opened the door and let her in before following and asking for reservations under Morgan, he watched her without her knowing as they were led to a table.
He was more than scared of the feeling in him, but he was more than aware that it'd never leave him and he just thought that Penelope would never take him seriously if he never respected her seriously on matters that lie within her career.
If she couldn't see the dangers here then he would do whatever he could to watch over, he just didn't realise that he'd fall in love more while doing so.
"What you fancying, Mamma?" He asked her as he opened is menu. "I think we should share." He looked at her and saw her relax.
"Well, my Hunk of burning of love, I think we need an aphrodisiac, you know oysters, to really get us raring to go back to our hotel room." She told him in a seductive tone and Derek, for a split second, couldn't tell if she was playing him or being a serious and that unnerved him. Not even as she leant in and her ample breasts pushed more together.
"Mmm, you're making that really appetising." He told her in almost the same tone.
"Well..." She began and ran her foot up his leg slowly, "I know how to work my man." She said and winked at him and he smirked harder, "getting you ready for some bed time antics." She almost made that sound like a warning.
Even the glint in her eye showed off her want and Derek needed to shift slightly from the feeling taking him over. He had to remind himself of one thing, Kevin Lynch. That killed the moment, the one thought of that grease ball getting to pour all over Penelope in any way he liked.
Except that wasn't the case when later that night they walked back down the road, overly touchy feely with one another, kissing one another in delicate kisses, and then when finally making it to the hotel they fell into the same bed.
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A/N: Well! Who wants more now?