Soo! Sorry for the delay, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Troubles are not over for Derek and Emily ;))
Important: This chapter is about two months after the reunion!

Derek opened his eyes slowly and blinked.
He looked down and saw a bunch of raven black lock spread over his chest and smiled.
She was really here.
There was nothing better than waking up beside Emily Prentiss.
Well, maybe waking up beside a naked Emily Prentiss made the whole thing just a little bit better.
He smiled in her hair and kissed her head, that was resting on his chest.
"We gotta get up, princess."
Tiredly she stirred and looked up. "Hey." A smiled graced her face and he put a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Good morning, beautiful."
Emily snorted and let her head fall back on his muscular chest. "Stop saying that."
"Good morning?" He joked. He knew exactly what she meant.
"Don't play games Derek Morgan!" She playfully slapped his shoulder. "The beautiful."
"When are you going to believe me that you're the most beautiful girl I've ever met?" He took her face gently into his hand and looked into her eyes.
Somehow it was ironic. Out in the field she was the confident, kick-ass Emily Prentiss but here she suddenly was so insecure.
"Never. 'Cause you're always lying." Her head fell on the pillow beside him.
"If you only saw what I can see, you'd understand why I want you so desperately; Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe you don't know-ow-ow; you don't know you're beautiful; oh oh; that's what makes you beautiful."* He hummed along and tapped on her nose and she grinned.
"I love you Derek Morgan."
"Who doesn't?" He smiled and pulled her out of the bed and into a kiss. His hands tangled up in her hair and she grabbed his neck.
He arched her body closer stopped every attempt of her to take a step back; he wasn't ready to get back into real life, yet.
"Derek. Derek stop." She murmured into the kiss and he shook his head. He felt her hands slapping his chest and grinned; it was the same every morning. He'd love to get her back to bed and he knew she wanted, too but her professionalism kept her from doing so. She always needed to be on time.
He on the other side wouldn't mind being late if that meant he would get to make out with the sexiest girl on the planet.
The only reason he finally let her go was his own stupid need for air but he kept his arms around her waist.
"I'll make the coffee." He finally let go and went down the stairs but turned around again. "Don't let me forget to take the suit to the cleaning."
"I won't!" She called after him and opened the drawer. She pulled out the suit and started taking his things out of the pockets, because she knew he would forget that.
Suddenly her fingers closed around a little box, covered in velvet.
Stunned Emily pulled it out and couldn't help herself but open it.
She already had an idea, a terrible idea.
With shaking fingers she opened it and stared at it just before she let the box including its content fall on the floor as if it was burning hot.
A ring.
An engagement ring.

Emily sat on her desk, taking a deep breath. The palms of her hands were sweaty and she put the pen down.
With her head in her hands she tried to calm down.
He hadn't even said anything. 'till she found that damn ring everything was good.
Everything was perfect.
She felt a small hand on her back and spun around, her eyes wide.
"Whoa. Sorry Em."
"It's fine, JJ. What do you need?" Emily looked at the blonde and noticed the concerned look in the blue eyes.
"I just wanted to know if everything's okay?" JJ squeezed her friends shoulder, she knew something was wrong.
"Why shouldn't it be?" Emily looked down at her hands.
"C'mon Emily. I know you. Tell me." JJ's sky blue eyes met Emily's chocolate brown ones.
"Can we talk privately?" The brunette whispered and JJ nodded and guided Emily to her office.
Once she closed the door she turned around.
"So what's up?"
"I found an engagement ring in Dereks pocket." Emily blurted out, happy that she could finally tell somebody.
"Wow. Em, that's great!" The smile on JJ's face faded as she looked at Emily's expression.
"No. It's not. I'm not the marring type, JJ. I never was." She ran her hand through her hands and sighed.
"I thought you loved Derek?" The confusion was clear on the blondes face.
"I do. More than everything. But a marriage is just a piece of paper."
"Emily, a wedding isn't as bad as you think." The media liaison tried to convince her friend.
"JJ. I get sick even by the thought of white and lace and dresses and lights and somebody stuffing flowers into my hair!" Emily took a deep breath. "What do I do if I he asks me to marry him?"

Dun, dun, dun.
I hope you understand that Emily is not against a marriage with Derek but
against marriage itself.
So tell me if you liked it and leave a review!

* That was something for the One direction fans! ("What makes you beautiful")