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A/N: Hey guys! So I've lost track! It's not my fault! Thursday night I got home from work and my laptop gave up on life, Friday it was pronounced dead, and since I've had to invest in a new laptop, get that sorted, go to work and attend to University work that was lost and due in this week!
It's be manic!
But I hope to be back in full swing soon! Promise! Just gimme a couple of days! =)
SO here's a long awaited chapter!
(Beware of mistakes, this is practically written and then updated, no major checking! I need sleep! Lol)
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Penelope looked out as Derek threw the stick for one final time before turning and walking back towards her and then sitting down on the bench, his hand moving into hers slowly, tightening the grip as the dog ran for the stick.
"It'll happen," he spoke softly as he leant in towards her, "When we're meant to have a baby we will."
Penelope looked at Derek and smiled, they'd been together nearly 10 months now and all she wanted was to give him the child she was literally dreaming off.
"We there's nothing wrong with either of us, it's just a waiting game."
"What if I'm too old?" Penelope asked him as she put her head to his shoulder. "I mean I'm hardly distant friendships with my biological clock am I?"
"You're really going to start living by that are you, Baby?" He asked her and had a slight smirk on his lips. "Mrs Penelope Morgan doesn't give up, she fights back harder."
Penelope began to smile brighter at that. "I've never wanted it so bad." She admitted softly, much like she always did.
Derek leant in closer, "It's going to happen. We both want it so much so it will happen."
She watched him intently; he never was a liar to her.
Derek held Penelope's gaze, he needed her to realise her own motto, everything happen for a reason. He saw the ignition of it and smirked and then moved in and began to kiss her.
Clooney had other ideas.
They were stopped mid kiss as Clooney jumped up and situated himself between the pair of them.
He barked, completely killing the mood.
"Clooney!" Derek yelled, somewhat angrily, mixed with adoration for his pet.
Penelope couldn't help but laugh as Derek berated the dog, then as if on instinct Derek looked up at Penelope with a smirk.
"He needs a friend." They said at the same time and laughed at the idea.
"I reckon he disrupted us one too many times on our wedding night, Handsome." Penelope teased him assumingly. The mutt looked at Penelope before going over to her. "Someone needs a distraction, oh yes they do!" She cooed at him, rubbing his ears. "Can we?" She looked up at Derek in that instance. "Can we find him a friend, Handsome?"
"I think we should."
"He needs a match mate, so he has to come, he needs to pick her." Penelope told him as they stood and then saw his deadpan expression, "or him." She finished and laughed. "You not liking the idea of spreading the Clooney Morgan gene?"
"Do we have the time to spread the Clooney Morgan gene is more like it, Princess."
"Oh, of course we do! He needs some loving, some proper woman loving!" Penelope exclaimed and Clooney barked, "See, even he agrees that I'm right!"
"Well, Baby, we can look, but we're planning on going away for a while in a couple of weeks, it's hardly the right time."
"There's no harm in looking, Derek, no harm in looking at all." She said and began to walk ahead of him.
Derek watched her walk off, her hips swaying, the skirt of the dress swishing from side to side, her hair blowing in the wind. He proceeded to follow her, but his phone rang out and disrupted him watching his wife leave him straddling behind.
"Hey, Baby Girl! Hold up." He called and grabbed his phone and groaned, answering it, he began to ran towards her. "Morgan?"
"We got a case, looks like a long one." Was all Emily said down the line, "So much for a weekend off eh?"
"Seems that way Prentiss, we gotta drop Clooney off and then we'll be in."
"Okay, Strauss is on board for this one." Was all she said in a low, flat tone and put the phone down.
Derek looked up at Penelope's face and she knew it was time to become the best Tech Kitten the BAU had to behold. "Work's calling." Derek said sadly and put his hand around her waist and began to walk towards the exit of the park.
"Sometimes I really hate work, now Clooney's going to miss out on finding his soul mate and Mamma's gonna be left behind to baby sit and sleep in a big ole bed alone."
Derek watched her lip curl into a pout, "You adorable you know that?" He asked her and as soon as she looked up at him he captured her lips in a fierce kiss and tilted her back a bit, keeping her secure in his arms and then he pulled up and looked at her, "And God I love you so much."
Penelope giggled, she loved it when he spoke with such conviction and truth and he plied her with kisses, she'd never felt more loved than she did when she was near Derek.
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Getting into work on the sixth day Penelope was greeted with Strauss; she inwardly groaned and coughed violently as the thought projected outwardly.
"Morning Garcia, I was just checking up on how the case was coming from your end."
Penelope stalled herself calmly in front of Strauss, she clasped her hands to the cup and smile, "We've got searches run, I'm going to ring and see if there are any new leads, but Hotch was pretty sure they were onto who the Unsub was last night."
"Sounds good."
Penelope sneezed, "Sorry," she said as her sneeze erupted in a cough, "Is it okay if I get on with some work, Ma'am?"
Strauss rose an eyebrow at her and shot her an accusatory glare, "Should you be in if you're ill, Garcia?"
"I would go home, but the team needs me, it's a little dose of a cold, I'll be fine when I sit down." Penelope replied politely and waited to be dismissed before going to her office fully, she unlocked it and pushed her way in, she slumped onto the chair, turned her babies on and then dialled Derek's number.
"Is my wife in work?" Derek almost sing sang downed the phone at her.
"She sure is, Hot Stuff." Penelope spoke, her throat fighting against her, "any more developments?"
"How about we're about to clear up so we'll be on our way home soon?"
"That would be heaven." Penelope said and coughed hoarsely again.
"Hotch said to go home, Baby, he heard you and he's on the other side of the room." Derek told her softly, he knew she was coming down with something when she began to sound sluggish on the phone, when her voice began to sound pained and when she was not concentrating to her best ability. "I'll be home in about 8 hours; I wanna find you resting up."
"It's a cold."
He laughed, he knew it wasn't just a cold, "Go home hard head, Rossi's ringing Strauss, so I suggest you turn off the computers and get the hell out of there."
Penelope didn't get much more arguing fitted in between then and when Strauss came knocking and even as she left the building all she could think about was the fact that under all Strauss' body clearly housed a warm, living, beating heart.
It didn't take Penelope long to get home, get in, get Derek's clothes on and climb back into the one place her aching body had begged to be, she just wrapped up and closed her eyes, willing Derek to be home sooner or later, she felt the bed dip and looked at Clooney as he curled up with her.
He whimpered at her.
"We'll go look for you future wife later boy, for now your mine." She murmured and used him as a hot water body when the chills began to shake her body slightly.
Derek didn't hang around, as soon as his feet hit the ground he was running for the nearest SUV, he needed to be home and he needed to be home sooner rather than later. He drove fast, not manically, he knew if he got pulled he'd only be leaving his wife alone, and unattended to.
He saw his house come into view and he'd never seen a better sight, he swung up into their drive and rushed in, leaving his stuff in the trunk of the car, he wanted to be in and finding his baby girl.
He kicked his shoes off and ran up the days, missing the creaky ones; he went straight to the bed and looked for a moment as Penelope slept restlessly with a snoring Clooney next to her. Derek decided to sneak through to the bathroom, get a thermometer and then wake her up.
The moment he tried and his hand grazed her cheek he felt the heat on her and he sat gently down, "Baby Girl," he coerced her out of her sleep and gently she began to wake, "Gonna wake up for me Pen?" He asked her softly and her eyes opened, and he gave her a big smile. "How you feeling?"
"Don't ask." She groaned and closed her eyes as her voice weakened, and all she felt was his hands go her forehead before he popped the thermometer into her mouth and waited. She lifted her hands and got them to stay around her face, to cool her down some.
The thermometer sounded off and he looked at it and frowned immediately, he got up and went into the bathroom and stuck the bath on, filling it with cool water. He went back to her and crouched down.
"I wanna get your temperature down, Baby, so I'm gonna get you in the bath then some aspirin to help and then I'm gonna put you back to bed while I make Mamma Morgan's soup."
"Sounds good." She told him, in an almost delusional voice caused from the fever, he hadn't realised how affected she was until now, now that she was more awake. "Can I not have the bath later Handsome?" She asked him as he pulled the quilt down off of her.
"Na uh," he told her and before she could refuse more he stood in the bath, fully clothed, and lowered her down with him and sat holding her aching body, waiting for her to cool down. Derek just sat cradling her in the cool bath, soothing her aches and pains and waiting until her body felt less hot.
He heard a low cry and looked to see her crying, "Hey, hey, what's up?" He asked her, concern feeling her voice.
"Don't ever leave me." Penelope almost wheezed out, "I can't survive without you anymore; I can't have you leave me." He didn't know if it was her hormones talking, the sickness bug she had or even if she was having a down moment but he wasn't about to let it win.
What he didn't know was that at times she lived in a world of comparisons something that was getting fainter and fainter.
"I'm never leaving, what we have here is for life, I'll only leave when I'm told and I want the best reason possible as to why that would happen."
"It's not going to." Penelope mumbled sleepily, "I just miss you all the time, and I don't want you to leave me like Kevin did, I know you won't but..."
"It happened once, so what's different with it happening again?" He finished and she nodded, he just kissed her head gently, "how about we reflect on this in 40 years time when we're old and grey and watching over our great grandkids yeah?"
He didn't get a proper response, all he heard was Penelope's sore heavy breathing as she slept peacefully in his arms and he sat smiling, he loved her vulnerability at times, he gave him chance to reinforce why he'd never leave her.
Gave him a chance to help her fall deeper in love with him.
Once he'd gotten out of the tub and gotten her dressed in pyjamas and settled again he went down stairs to get the soup on he found Clooney sticking by him, trying to his attention.
"Lemme cook, boy, mamma needs to get better." He told the dog but he refused to give up and got Derek to turn around and the moment he did he had to laugh.
There laid out were potential 'friends' for Clooney, one in particular had a gold star on and the words, I think we've sorted list number three, Handsome, the son's really smitten.
He looked at the picture closer, and smirked, "she looks a keeper."
All he got was a bark and then Clooney left him to go back upstairs to Penelope, leaving Derek to do what he needed to help Penelope downstairs.
In that moment Derek realised not only was he showing Penelope another reason to love him more, but he was really going to shine through the best husband ever.
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A/N: Taken me a while to update, but there you go guys! I can't say when I'll get another update, so hold on and be patience =)
Who wants to go on a MG holiday?