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I have to get something on Strauss, Derek thought, as he hurried to Garcia's office after a run in with the section chief.

"Baby girl, I need all you can find on Erin Strauss."

"I am your girl. Let me work my magic."

He kissed her forehead. The team just looked on. Morgan sat down in the chair by her as she turned around and typed on the computer. JJ came back in, knowing only what she had seen through her office window when Strauss had been getting in Derek's face.

"Derek, want happened?" JJ asked.

"Strauss got into my desk and took stuff out of it," Morgan said, as he looked at her with rage in his face.

"Wow! This is really getting to you."

"You bet it is! I have every right for it to."

"What did she take?"

"I am not sure on everything, but for sure she took my ultrasound picture."

"What?"

"Exactly, so it's on now!"

"What else has she done besides that?" Reid asked/

"She took my happiness at work."

"How did she do that?"

"Kid, I am a newlywed and I can't even touch my wife, let alone have lunch with her at work, without Strauss looking at my back."

"Is she still in the building?" JJ asked.

"I think so. She is worse than Hotch at working long hours," Morgan added.

"Garcia, can you hack into the cameras in Strauss's office?" JJ asked.

"Yeah, why?" she asked, puzzled.

"Just do it. I got a feeling."

Garcia did so and gasped at what she saw.

"Oh my god! "

Morgan, JJ and Reid were over to her screen as quick as they could move. Strauss was straddled on her desk with the janitor mounted between her legs."

"Where is Hotch? I think you just got the leverage you wanted." Reid laughed.

"Yeah, remind me to Javex my eyes later." Garcia laughed.

"Me too." Morgan shuddered. "Hey, JJ, how did you know?"

"I had a hunch. That plus the sounds coming from that office were almost as scary as those pictures."

Morgan got up and went to find Hotch in his office.

"Hotch, you have got to see something," Morgan said trying to hide the happiness in his voice.

"What is it?" he asked, getting up from his desk not sure what was going on.

"Just come with me." Derek left the office and went to Garcia's where Strauss was still on the screen doing her thing.

Hotch was speechless. "Is that what, rather whom, I think it is?" They nod. "This is interesting, that is for sure." Hotch was at a loss for words.

"I want to nail her, Hotch. She is being unreasonable and she rifled through my drawers and took my sonogram picture."

"I guess I will go knock on her door," Hotch said, walking out.

The rest of their eyes remained pinned to the screen. It was better than a soap opera. They all watched as Hotch- not even pausing to knock- went into Strauss office. Both her and the janitor bolted up, grabbing clothes to cover their bodies as Hotch crossed his arms like an angry parent with a child.

"A-a-aron what are you doing?" Strauss stuttered, stepping in front off the janitor.

"So you're giving Derek and Penelope a hard time for being together when your screwing the janitor?"

"That's such a different situation."

"How is it?"

"Well they are both co-workers and did a lot of hiding from me."

"I don't think they hid anything! They have been nothing but professional at work. This, on the other hand, is anything but!" He sucked in a deep breath. "Is this what you have been doing when you have been working all those late nights? Never mind, I don't want to know."

"Aaron, I can explain-"

"I can't be bothered to hear it. Besides, is that alcohol I smell?"

She didn't answer, just looked at the floor.

"I expect you to leave them alone," Hotch told Strauss. "Don't bother a thing they do and if they happen to hold hands during lunch, look the other way! " He opened the door to leave. "And give Derek back his picture too!" He stormed out.

Strauss went and shut the door as she apologized to the janitor and walked up to him as he kissed her and they go back at it.

"They didn't even miss a beat!" JJ cried, stunned.

"Hotch was right though," Reid said eating his sandwich. The whole team looked at him wanting an answer. "You guys have been professional."

"That was more than I needed to see," Hotch said, walking in smirking.

"Hotch, that was more than any of us needed to see," Morgan said pulling Garcia into a hug.

"I agree. Oh, by the way, here is this," he said passing Morgan the picture Strauss took.

"Thanks man" he said putting it in his breast pocket.

Strauss walked out of her office and past the bullpen and didn't glance anywhere else. The janitor followed behind. The team had all they could do to stifle laughter.

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The next day when Morgan and Garcia arrived at work they took the elevator up to their floor and Strauss happened to be on the elevator when they got on. As they held hands, Morgan stood protectively next to Garcia. They walked out whistling while Strauss grumbled under her breath.

Morgan walked Garcia to her office then he walked to his desk and sat down. He started to dig through a pile of files when he felt someone standing behind him. He looked up to find Garcia standing there with her laptop and a stack of files. "I probably sound like a little kid right now but that office feels very lonely and I don't feel good and I just want to be with you. Can I work with you at your desk?"

"Of course but, baby girl, you know you don't even need to ask. You're always more than welcome to come work at my desk."

She smiled as she pulled up a chair and sat down next to him then started to work on her files.

"This reminds me of when you first got here, working on that bomb case and also last year when we worked on Prentiss's case," Morgan told her. "I always enjoy working with you."

"Aww, Sug, I enjoy working with you too. Sure beats staring at those screens 24/7."

"I thought you liked your job."

"Don't get me wrong, I love my job when I am busy. I hate paperwork though. Bores me to death."

"Don't we all?" he asked, tapping the pile on his desk.

Hotch knocked on the door. "Garcia, we got a case. Can you go over it and present it in 30? We are wheels up in an hour."

"Sure thing, Hotch," she said, getting up and heading back to her office.

Morgan smiled, shaking his head as he straightened up her pile of paperwork she had left on his desk.

He leaned back and stared at the ceiling, thinking about the good time they all had on vacation.

"Let's go, Morgan. Time to get out of dream land," Reid said, popping his head into his office.

Smiling, Morgan stood up and left his office, walking to the conference room with Reid. He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at his normal spot, waiting for the rest of the team to assemble. He looked over files and played with his ring on his finger. It was strange having it there after so long of not wearing jewelry, but it was a comfort when she wasn't around for him to play with it and think of her.

"We got us a real baddie," Garcia began. "He is in Arizona and he has been at this a while. I found similar unsolved murders with the same signature over the last 10 years and that only took me 20 minutes."

"What do we know?" Prentiss asked.

"Amber Jessop and Melanie Brown were found tortured and strangled in a dumpster at a school by the janitor. They had a mark carved into their sides." Garcia showed them a picture on the screen. It looked like a triangle with an eye in it. "It is also the same one I found on these 10 girls as well."

"Why didn't this show up earlier?"

"It has been all across the country," Garcia stated.

"Alright, wheels up in 30," Hotch said.

Morgan approached her and kissed her head. "I'll miss you, baby. Be careful and take care of yourself."

"I will, sugar. Make sure you keep in touch with me."

"Would you ever doubt it?"

"Never."

He gave her a deep kiss and then leaned down and kissed her stomach.

"I will walk you to the elevator," Garcia said, smiling and trying to hide the fact that part of her was getting ripped up inside. She loved him babying her and now while he was gone she had to be a grown up. While at the same time it was also ripping him up inside he didn't want to leave he enjoyed babying her but if he didn't leave now he wouldn't be able to separate from her.

Morgan went and got his bag out of his office and they walked to the elevator. He turned and smiled at her, taking her into his arms and kissing her.

"I will call you tonight." He kissed her again and her stomach one last time before he got on the elevator. "I love you, baby girl."

"I love you too, hot stuff."

They both smiled at each other as the elevator doors closed.

She hurried to her office with tears in her eyes. Not much later, her phone rang.

"You ok baby?" the voice asked.

She tried to hide the fact she was crying.

"I'm fine," she lied.

"What's the matter?"

"Hormones," she admitted. "This is the first case away since we have been back- since we have been married."

"I am only a phone call away and I promise you I will be back as soon as we can."

"I love you."

"I know, silly."

"No matter what the time please call me." A screen popped up on one of her computer screens. It was a video chat with him. She hung up and smiled at him.

Morgan told her "It's going to be okay, baby girl. We will get through this case. You can always call me."

"I ...am so lucky to have you."

"I feel the same way, pretty girl. Now I left something for you in my office. Go check it out."

"Okay."

"Remember I am only a phone call away." He blew her a kiss then ended the video chat. She got up and wandered into his office. On his desk, nicely folded up, was one of his shirt doused in his scent. She smiled as she sat down in his chair and inhaled his scent from his shirt. It made him feel just a little closer to home even though he was miles away.