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Penelope sat in the doctor's waiting room, Derek at her side. It had been a long three weeks. They had gotten pretty comfortable in their new relationship. During the day, when Derek had to work, she'd sit on the couch and watch movies he had set up for her, doing her best not to move. Thankfully, Rossi had arranged with Strauss for Derek to be grounded until Penelope had better mobility. So Derek was only in the office for a few hours each day doing requested desk profiles.

Derek had established some rules, though. As soon as he'd get home, there was a no shirt's rule. At first she was still a little apprehensive, but the way he would look at her when she had her shirt off sent all worries out the window. She never knew Derek was such a breast man before. She knew he liked them – she'd often catch him staring at them in the office before they started their love affair – but damn, with her it was a damn near obsession.

Even in her broken and battered state, his glances made her feel beautiful.

"You ready?" he asked, eagerly.

"You seem like you are," she joked.

"I just wanna make sure you are doing okay," he answered, giving her a little pout. "Can't your man make sure you're okay?"

She rolled her eyes. "Are you sure that's the reason, or are you waiting to get the A-Okay from the doctor to resume more physical activities?"

He growled looking at her with lust filled eyes. "If the doctor says you are okay and your ribs are healed, he'll be lucky if he can escape the room before I jump you."

She laughed as she rolled her eyes again at him. "We were pretty physical last night and this morning if I remember correctly."

He leaned over to whisper in her ear, "I can promise you that's nothing compared to what I have planned for you."

"Miss Garcia?" a nurse said, opening the door.

Derek jumped up, ready to wheel Penelope into the room. Once inside, the nurse checked her over and gathered some information before she left, telling them the doctor would be in soon to talk with her.

Not long after, Dr. Murphy made his way inside. "Nice to see you again," he said.

"I'm here for good news," Penelope said with a smile.

"We'll let's hope I can deliver on that good news. How has your pain been?" He moved to her side and started examining her as they spoke.

"If you mean by pain, the feeling of bugs crawling all over me and not being able to itch them?… well that's hell," she explained, giving him an annoyed look.

"I've caught her a couple of time sticking a fork in her cast," Derek interjected.

"And what did I tell you about that, Penelope?" Dr. Murphy asked looking down at her.

"That I could scrape my skin and it could cause an infection…" she answered in a cute innocent voice. "But I can't help it!"

"I tried to take the fork away from her once and she pulled it out of the cast and threatened to stab me with it," Derek said, his eyes dancing with amusement. "I'm pretty sure she would have."

Dr. Murphy laughed shaking his head. "Okay, lay back for me so I can check your ribs. Then we are gonna get an extra nurse to see how you are progressing."

Penelope lied back as the doctor lifted her shirt to examine her. Once he was done, he called in another nurse to help get the X-Rays done.

When everything was completed, they sat in the room, waiting for the doctor to explain his findings. Derek kept placing his hand on her thigh and slowly dragging it upwards as she would bat it away. She would shoot him a warning look, but she couldn't be mad when he'd give her that signature smile.

There was a knock on the door and Dr. Murphy reappeared with X-Rays in hand. "I have some good news for you," he said with a smile.

Penelope's eyes brightened. "And what's that?"

"Well, seems as though your ribs are healed, but there were no surprises there. Your arm on the other hand healed extraordinarily fast. We'll be able to take the cast off today and just give you a brace until it's strong enough for normal activities."

"That's great news! What about the leg?" she asked, impatient.

"That, like we stated before, is going to take quite some time." He put the film up so he could point out some things. "See this new growth here? That's a good thing. Your leg broke in many places, and it will take some time to heal."

"Frack," she mumbled. "I was hopping to get this stupid cast off."

Derek smiled. "So she'll get her arm cast off, and her ribs are good. Does that mean she can resume more…" He cleared his throat. "… normal activities?"

"He want's to know if we can have sex," she blurted, as Derek's face colored.

The doctor looked at Penelope's wide-eyed hopeful expression and nodded. "A part of me wants to tell you no, just so I could see Agent Morgan's reaction." He looked over at Derek. "But I can't do it. You're fine for those types of activates. You're going to need to take it somewhat easy. Yes, her ribs are healed, but they will still be tender in some spots. And do not put a lot of weight on your arm until you have gained full strength back. I'm gonna have the nurse print out some exercises you need to do each day to strengthen your arm."

"Exercise?" She scrunched her nose. "Phooey."

"I'll make sure she does her exercise," Derek said with a grin.

The doctor laughed again. "If you make sure to do them at least three times a day, you'll be able to put your weight on crutches and wheel yourself around when you can't. Within a week or two, you can go back to living on your own," Dr. Murphy told them. "Oh, and you can go back to work then, too," he smiled.

Derek stiffened in his seat. He didn't even think of that as a possibility. He'd grown accustomed to coming home to Penelope everyday. Not only that, he loved the fact that her clothes were mingled with his in the hamper, her shampoo was next to his, and his house always smelled like her. He wasn't ready for that to go away.

"That's great!" she nearly yelled with excitement. "Did you hear that, Hot Stuff?"

"Uh… yeah," he answered, trying to keep his face neutral.

"Alright. I'm gonna get the stuff ready to remove the cast and print out the exercises you will need to do," he said, walking to the door. "I'll be right back."

When the doctor left the room, Penelope bounced on the table with excitement. "This is uber fantastic news!" She beamed. "You, my chocolate god, helped this little kitten heal fast as the Flash,"

"Yeah," he mumbled.

"Wow, for someone who just found out he could get lucky tonight you seem kinda grumpy."

He shook his head. He didn't want to get into this in the doctor's office, so he tried to push what he was feeling away and focus on the okay from the doctor. Like Dr. Murphy said, he had a couple of weeks to figure something out… maybe he could hinder her exercises or something. He just didn't want her to leave. He gave her the best smile he could. "Oh believe me, Baby Girl, I am looking forward to finally showing you what being Derek Morgan's girlfriend is all about."

"Ohh," she moaned throwing her head back. "I can picture it now. You above me, below me, and beside me…" She looked at him. "The images in my head right now..." she purred. "Thank god this isn't a pelvic exam."

Derek laughed loudly at that. "You are something else, Silly Girl."

Shortly after, the doctor came in and removed the cast showing her what exercises she would need to do three times a day to gain strength in her arm. She paid attention, wanting to make sure she didn't miss anything.

Once they were out of the doctor's office and in the front seat of Derek's car she turned to him. "Look baby," she said, holding out her arm. "I can scratch all I want now." She started scratching her arm roughly making the same noises she did when he was pleasing her. "It's so good."

He felt his pants tighten, a state he was used to around her now. "I can promise you this: as soon as I get you home, you'll be saying something else is good."

"I don't know, Baby." She continued to scratch at her arm. "This is pretty damn good. Almost orgasmic."

He shot his head towards her, then moved his hand to her knee. "You sure about that?" he said as he started to trail his hand upwards.


AN: Oh man! It's about to go down! Who doesn't want to know what it's like to be Derek Morgan's girlfriend?