A.N: I know taking me long enough hu, but I hope this chapter makes up for the wait. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted, and added to favorites you guys rock and now on with the show.
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Chapter seven
Pulling back slightly
She stared at the phone in her hand like it'd grown a head and started talking to her in an alien language. Anger first consumed her heart and mind, but soon only pain and regret were left as she sunk down into the couch beneath her. She contemplated calling in talking a personal day to gather herself without having to see Morgan, but then what would that accomplish but put her behind in work. Therefore with a stiffen chin and back she rose from her plush purple couch intend on avoiding him at all cost.
Arriving at the office before anyone else, she immediately went to her lair intending on getting to work and keeping it that way. But the bouquet of flowers sitting on her desk stopped her in her tracks. A tall crystal vase of orange, red, yellow and lavender roses with baby's breath and a few sprigs of greenery, tears clouded her eyes as she took in the beauty of the arrangement. Knowing full well who they came from, the over welling need to toss it at the nearest wall burning inside her stomach. But instead to stepped forward took the card from the center and read.
Penelope
Thank you for last night. It was the best time I've had in a long time. I meant what I said to I want to spend more time with you. I've missed you, us. The roses are my way of telling you how I feel when words can't.
Derek
Puzzlement marred her features as she studied the note, handwritten not computer generated like so many others she'd gotten had been. It made her wonder if, a throat cleared behind her and she wiped around to see Derek leaning against the door jam, arms cross his chest, hip resting to keep him up right.
"Do you like them Goddess?" he asked deep voice husky as his eyes took several long lingering looks up and down her body.
She shivered under the perusal, her heart and mind at odds with each other. "Their," she cleared her throat trying to loosen the tears from her voice, "their beautiful Derek, but you shouldn't have."
Pushing away from the door, he stocked towards her a feral look in his deep chocolate eyes one she'd never seen before last night. He stopped right in front of her, not touching just staring, "I wanted to baby girl. To show you what you mean to me, and before you get to work look up the meanings of the different colors."
She nodded numbly, her mind not able to form a response to having him so close and knowing what he could do with the wonderful lips of his. All she wanted to do was wrap her arms around his neck and capture them with her own getting lost in the sensations he'd invoked inside her last night. But she didn't, instead she took a step back turning away from him when she spoke, "I'll do just that Morgan, but right now," she searched for something anything, her eyes came to rest on her coffee mug and she ran with it, "I need coffee," and with that she grabbed her mug and was out the door before Morgan could blink.
Which he did to clear his vision for a split second, confusion clouding the dark orbs at her behavior making him wonder what had changed since last night. Then he remember something that he was told this morning after coming back from his morning run and he slapped his palm to forehead feeling like an ass all over again. Quick steps had him out in the bull pen scanning the area for Penelope, when his eyes finally found her she stood in the kitchenette by the coffee maker.
Making his way over greeting several people on the way politely, but hastily he keep walking intent on explaining himself. However, before he could make it Rossi stepped up beside her.
"Morning Rossi," Penelope said, pouring cream into her mug.
"Garcia," he returned, "nice day hu."
"Yup," she answered then turned to face him, "can I talk to you in private for a minute sir?"
Dark eyes rose to meet honey orbs, surprise marring the depths, "Of course, my office," he offered, motioning for her to take the lead.
Noticing he'd lost is chance to clarify this morning, he grabbed his own cup of coffee and headed back to his office, making plans as he went for this afternoon, or evening of she was going to be hardheaded about it.
Once comfortably sitting in front of his desk, coffee off to one side, he folded his hands and leaned forward, "So what question do you have for me?"
"Well you see the calendar needs a place to shoot and I was wondering if I'd be ok with you if Katie and I could use your cabin."
He sat back, face devoid of any emotions even though he wanted to smile, his voice was even when he spoke, "How long would you need the use of my cabin?"
"A day two at the most I mean if you don't want to that's fine we can find somewhere else, I just thought the pictures would turn out so much better there than anywhere else."
He acted like he was thinking about it, "I have no problem with it. When does she want to shot?"
"This weekend," Penelope responded fiddling with the handle of her mug.
"Do able, I can have someone go in clean up," he mused more to himself than Penelope, his eyes flicked up towards her, "what about making a weekend out of it, permitted that we don't catch a case between then and now?"
Eyes shocked wide she sputtered, "Sounds," she paused gathering herself, normally she'd have some kind of come back but today was proving to be full of surprises, "Thank you sir I'm sure the team would love that."
He smiled, "Good I'll have everything set up," he watched her get up, "and Garcia?"
She turned, "Yes sir?"
"At the very least call me Rossi this weekend since we won't be at work."
"Yes si… Rossi," she smiled, "and thank you I'll call Katie and let her know to," she turned to leave then a thought occurred to her, "will there be enough room for us all? I mean there will be eight of us."
He grinned, "We'll have to double up."
Penelope nodded numbly thinking back to Alaska when she'd shared a room with Morgan. A shiver ran down her body at the prospect of having to share a bed with him. Of course it hadn't been the first time.
Rossi stared after her watching as she slowly took the steps down he almost chuckled knowing what was going through her mind just by her posture and facial expressions. With a shake of his head he picked up his office phone, "Aaron?"
"Yea Dave?"
"You free this weekend?"
"Just the normal with Jack, why?"
"Feel like taking a trip up state for some fishin' and photo's?"
"What are you taking about Dave?"
"The calendar for Garcia we're going up to my cabin for the shoot the whole team and for the weekend."
A light chuckle came from Aaron, "You do know your cabin isn't big enough for all seven of us?"
"I'm fully aware of that Aaron. As I told Penelope we'll have to double up. And it's not seven but eight since her friend the one taking the pictures is coming to. I figure you and Jack have one room, JJ and Emily, I'll keep my room, the photographer would have her own and Reid his since he talks in his sleep…" Rossi trailed off knowing who he left off.
"Evil old man Dave," Aaron grinned though Rossi couldn't see it.
"What I'm not doing anything," he laughed hanging up knowing this weekend would be very interesting.
Penelope made it back to her lair without running into Morgan which she was thankful for and after sending off a quick text to Katie who she knew would still be sleeping or just waking up, telling her that this weekend was on, before her eyes caught sight of the roses. Curiosity got the better of her, and she set to typing looking up the meaning of Morgan's gift.
Pulling up the first site she found that red roses, love, beauty, courage and respect along with "I love you". The orange meant desire and enthusiasm, the lavender love at first sight, enchantment, and yellow promise of a new beginning, "I care", and friendship. She was at a lose, was he telling her that he loved their friendship and that's it or was he trying to tell her that he loved and desired her.
Confusion had her grabbing for her cell and sending off a quick asking for HELP as she put it. Getting back two confirmations she turned to wait. Within minutes JJ knocked on her door.
"Come in kittens I need your help?"
"What's the problem PG," Emily asked frowning.
"Morgan," she simply stated moving back so the girls could see the flowers.
"What's the fool done now?" JJ asked exasperated but hiding a knowing smile as she took a seat.
"He kissed me last night," Penelope answered, "well we kissed and groped each other last night."
"You did what?" Emily questioned hands resting on her hips, "Well it's about bloody time really."
Penelope gave her an arching look, "And that's supposed to mean what exactly?"
"That you two are meant to be together, that…" Emily stopped when Penelope held up a hand.
"He had another woman with him this morning," she said tears clouding her eyes, "I can't do this again sugar Kevin's betray was enough."
JJ gasped but defended Morgan, "Did ya asked the man in question who the woman was?" she watched Penelope shake her head, "then ask him instead of thinking he's like Lynch, cause he's not Pen."
"Jayje is right PG Morgan's different. Instead of fretting over who the woman was ask him."
"But what if I don't want to know?"
"Trust us honey," JJ began resting a hand on Penelope shoulder, "he'll surprise you."
She sighed, "I just don't want to get hurt again."
"You won't Penelope," Emily stated sincerity in her voice, "Morgan," she paused looking towards the door way for a split second while Penelope's head was turned, "loves you. He would betray your trust or lie to you."
"I know," she admitted softly looking at her hands, seeing the chipped dark blue polish, "it's just hard I guess."
"Life's no picnic Pen, but we do what we cane to get by," JJ offered giving her shoulder a quick squeeze.
She nodded, "Your right, tell talk to him, but later we need to get back to work now. Oh and before I forget, you two are invited to watch the calendar shoot this weekend. So girles pack a bag we're staying a Rossi's cabin for the weekend."
"Ooh," JJ exclaimed rubbing her hands together, "we get to see the men fall on their asses."
"Jayje, that's not funny," Penelope stated rolling her eyes playfully, "but then you wouldn't mind one bit having Rossi bare chest and drooling all over you."
"Hey leave him out of this and I would not," she blushed, "is it ok if Henry comes along. Will's working this weekend, so he wouldn't be able to watch him."
"Of course," Penelope answered, "how are things between the two of you?"
JJ sighed, "Not great, he moved out a week ago sighting that I didn't want to settle down that I work too much."
"Bastard doesn't know a good thing when it hits him in the face," Emily exclaimed anger glowing in her deep russet eyes.
"Speak for yourself sugar buns I have, yet to hear you say anything to Reid either," Penelope stated smacking the raven headed woman on the arm.
"Yea well it's not, I mean," she sputtered.
"Oh really its not hu, remind who was more nervous that he'd been shot last year, you are me," JJ countered a triumphant look on her face.
"I don't know what you mean JJ," Emily retorted rising from the corner of the desk she'd been sitting on, "I think it's time to go back to work now."
"You would peaches," Penelope laughed watching her two best girl friends leave.
The hours went by quickly, paperwork, calls from team B, and the cyber crimes unit keeping her mind from wandering towards other things. Before she knew it one clock rolled around and her stomach growled with hunger.
A knock sounded at her door, "Enter oh mere mortal and lay your request at the feet of a Goddess."
The door opened, and Derek walked it a big grin spread across his face, "My request baby girl is that you accompany me to lunch."
She thought about it a second, "I'm really busy right now Morgan…"
She didn't get to finish her sentence as Derek stepped forward kicking the door closed with his foot and pulled her from the chair and into his arms. "I won't take no for an answered woman," he growled, softly nipping at her lips.
"Derek, please don't," she returned trying to pull free.
"Don't what mama, kiss you?" and he did sweeping his tongue passed her parted lips taking and giving all he could feeling at first that she stiffen in response, but became soft and willing as he kept their lips firmly locked together in there heated dance. One hand came up to bury itself in her hair holding her head still while he plunged the moist depths of her sweet drugging mouth wanting nothing more than to take her home and ravish her the rest of the day and night.
When the need to gather air before to much, Derek pulled back slightly sweet nibbles and licks to her kiss swollen lips, "Now lunch yes?"
"You brute," she exclaimed smacking him on the chest, "you send me flowers and come in here kissing the day lights out of me and expect me just to go with you after knowing there was a woman in your apartment this morning," she hadn't meant to let that slip.
He chuckled then a deep full laugh as he held her tighter wrapping his other hand, which had been buried in her hair, around her waist, "Of course there was beautiful I damn sure wasn't going to let my sister Desiree stay at some motel."
Eyes shocked wide with regret and self loathing she tried to pull away from him, hating that she didn't trust him enough to ask the first time. "Just let me go."
"No," he stated sternly clamping down around her, "I won't let you go Penelope. I need you."
"But I judged you, before I knew the facts."
"You had every right to. Calling and some woman picking up the phone, you now knowing my sister got into town early this morning. Hell I would've been livid if something like that would have happened, especially after last night."
"I'm sorry for not asking sooner," she said body going slack in his arms.
He raised her chin, so her eyes were locked with his, "Nothing to be sorry about baby girl. Now lunch?"
At that second Penelope stomach growled again and she blushed as he chuckled, "Yes please, but can I make a request?"
"Of course Goddess you can make any request you want."
"Oh sugars don't say something you may regret later," she purred running the tips of her fingers up and down his chest.
He chuckled, "I would never regret anything you request baby girl."
"In that case, kiss me," she answered doe eyed.
"My pleasure," he responded lowering his lips to hers.
End note: ok so this one my be growing a bit longer than I originally planned but hey cant stop the train once it starts right.
