A/N: Okay, so I know that it's been forever, but I swear every time I started working on this, something interrupted me. Plus, school has been wearing me out. Who knew one person could have so much homework? Anyways, sorry for the wait, and hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: If I owned Criminal Minds, do you think Paget Brewster would be gone? Definitely not.

Previously..

Finally content that everything was alright she bent down and put her gun in the safe. When she stood up and turned around, she came face to face with a man.

Eyes wide she looked up and sucked in a harsh breath.

"Shit, Derek!" Emily breathed. "You scared the living hell out of me!"

Derek chuckled. "I can tell."

She threw him a glare so hard that if looks could kill, he'd be dead.
He got the point. "Sorry, Em. Why so jumpy?"

She sighed. "I don't know. Just a strange feeling."

"Hey, everything's fine." he cupped her face with his right hand. "Come on. Let's go eat."

Emily smiled and followed him out to the couch.

Four containers of Chinese and a movie and a half later, Emily was snuggled up beside Derek on the couch with his arm around her. She was drifting in and out of sleep when Derek shut the movie off and picked her up bridal style.

"What are you doing?" Emily mumbled sleepily.

Derek smiled. "Time for bed, Princess."

"mmkay." He laid her down in the bed and took her boots off before pulling the covers up around her body. He kissed her forehead and walked into the kitchen to get some water before hitting the sack himself. Pouring his glass, he thought about how lucky he was to be here with the woman he loved. Smiling, he walked back into the bedroom and laid down beside the woman of his dreams. Things were perfect.

*BLLLIIIINNNNGGG BLLLIIINNNGGG*

The alarm rang out bright and early, awaking the sleeping couple from the peaceful slumber.

Derek groaned and flung his arm back to shut it off, 6:15 am.

Emily covered her ears and snuggled up close to her boyfriend. "Five more minutes."

Derek smiled before untangling his body from hers and sitting up. "Up and at 'em, sunshine."

"No!" Emily demanded with a pout, turning over to escape the light Derek had got up and turned on.

"If you don't get up, I'll just have to force you." he said with humor lacing his deep voice.

"Try." She was testing him, this he knew. But, she wasn't expecting what he had in mind.

"Fiiiineee." he drug out, creeping over to the bed. Slowly he assessed the scene in front of him, before quickly flinging the covers back and tickling the brunette.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Emily screamed, flailing her arms and legs in attempt to stop the oncoming attack.

"Der... ek... stop... ri...ght...now!" She managed to squeeze out in between fits of laughter. He knew she was helpless when being tickled.
Derek laughed before trapping her arms above her head with his right hand, trailing the other over the curves of her body.

Finally able to breathe, Emily huffed and looked into Derek's eyes. She loved the way he looked at her, like no one else in the world existed but them two.

Almost as if he read her mine, he bent down to capture her lips with his. When air became a necessity, they broke apart, both breathless.

"I love you, Em."

"I love you too, Derek." Emily giggled and looked over at the clock. "Holy shit!" Throwing Derek off of her, she jumped out of the bed and ran to the adjoining bathroom.

"WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" she yelled, turning the shower on and rushing around to find a towel.

Derek laughed before hopping up to get ready himself. He was looking forward to having a little fun with her before work, but he guessed that would have to wait.

Stepping into the bathroom to brush his teeth, he caught a glimpse of her firm backside just as she was entering the steaming shower.

Yep, it was going to be a long day.

To Be Continued..

A/N: Yes, I know it's short, but it just seemed like a natural place to stop before I got back into the real action of things. Hope you liked it!