Prompt: Life

Derek's coughed and stretched back, using it as an excuse to look at the clock on the wall. Sure, he could just check it on his computer, but the stretching gave him something to do…also, he could compare the times and see which was most accurate. Wasn't there a website that showed the exact time everywhere in the world? He should ask Reid about that. Then he could really count every single second Penelope was gone.

He should have gone with her. He understood her point, how him being there would be awkward, and how she had to talk to Kevin alone because it was his baby, but still, what if Kevin freaked out? He didn't think the guy would hurt her, he wasn't like that, but what if he reacted badly, yelled at Penelope, upset her and the baby.

Derek jumped up, startling Prentiss, "Uh, just going to get a soda. Want something?"

She shook her head, "Last thing I need is more caffeine." She looked down at his foot, which he was unconsciously bouncing up and down, "Don't think you need anymore either."

He glared at her and headed for the break room. He took his time, actually counting out change to put in and watching the soda as it was plucked from its place and twirled down to him. He took a long drink, thankful it was cold; annoyed it wasn't beer and took a seat on one of the couches. Maybe if he just knew what Penelope was planning to do about all this he would feel better, but how could he ask her questions now? How could he push her when she was already so confused and hurt? No, he would not do anything to hurt her now, not when she needed him the most.

He'd just wait it out. He'd go back inside, do his paperwork and he'd wait it out.

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Penelope's legs shook, moving up and down, up and down. She looked down at the coffee in front of her, then back at Kevin staring at her expectantly. Of course, he was waiting for her to talk. She'd called and said she'd needed to see him, didn't she? After breaking up with him, after catching him cheating on her, suddenly she wants to see him; of course, he doesn't know what to say.

"I'm pregnant," she said quickly, then blinked, "I can't believe I just said it like that. I'm sorry, I had a whole speech and then…" she shrugged, "I guess that doesn't matter right now. I'm pregnant," she said again, then, a little quieter, "Uh, its yours. I mean I don't have proof I guess but…"

He nodded, "I believe you. Wow," he said, standing up and walking to the window, "Pregnant? You're sure…I mean you've been to a doctor."

She nodded, "I wasn't feeling well and…"

"Are you okay?" he asked, coming back to sit next to her, "You and the baby?"

"Oh yeah, it was just morning sickness, which has not gone away and is not only in the morning. I guess that's one of those horrible myths." She shook her head, "Never mind, I'm fine, and so is the baby."

Kevin nodded, "And you are…please don't take this the wrong way, but you want the baby right?"

Penelope nodded, "I do and…listen Kevin, I understand if you aren't interested in being a father, and I'm not here demanding anything from you."

"Its not demanding," Kevin said, "I mean it wouldn't be if you were. Its my responsibility. I got you pregnant; I have to take care of it."

Penelope frowned at that, "Well, you didn't do it alone and you don't have to…"

"We should do it as fast as possible, that way maybe people won't realize the baby isn't legitimate. We could probably set a date for sometime next week, get a license and a blood test; do we need a blood test?"

"Whoa, whoa," she said, standing up and knocking him back on the couch, "What are you talking about?"

Kevin stood and frowned at her, "Why I'm talking about marriage, of course? You're pregnant, Penelope…we need to get married right away."

Penelope stared at him, her mouth wide with shock. She had absolutely no idea what to say.

"Well?" he asked.

"I….." Penelope started, and then flopped back down on the couch.

How the hell was she supposed to finish that sentence?