Hey guys! Last ch Penelope had protected Derek from getting hit by jumping infront of him when her dad was trying to punch him, but he punched Penelope instead! That's not good, Let's see what Derek does :D

CeeCee333, if only the writers knew about how much the fans wanted them together...

Here it is, Enjoy!

Crap! That hurts like hell! If It hurts this bad, then I don't even want to know what it looks like.

So imediatly when I hit the floor, Derek's by my side.

*Oh my god Penelope!* He crouches down to help me up. He grabs me by my upper arms and helps me up. Where my dad hit me was right across the bridge of my nose. Derek puts his hands on my face and starts assesing the damage.

*Well It's pretty bruised and swollen, it's not broken though.* Derek turns to my dad.

*And as for you jackass, I'm going to have to kill you.* Derek lunges at him, but I stop him.

*Don't he's not worth your time, besides he got what he was begging for by doing this, I'm leaving.* I walk away from them and head upstairs to start packing. When I got to my room, I went towards my dresser to grab my clothes, of course Derek runs into my room.

*Why do you want to leave?* Derek asks as he walks up behind me.

*Because living here is like living with the desprite housewives.* I mutter as I grab some clothes and head towards my suitcase.

*Look baby girl, we're only going to be here for a couple more days, then we're going home. All we have to do is avoid your dad, which I'm going to have to do unless I'm going to end up killing him.* I stop and look at him.

*I thought you'd be all over leaving?* I ask him.

*Orginally I was but we only have a little time here left, then after we leave, you can then decide to leave.*

*Now go put those clothes back.* He motions his head towards my dresser, reluctantly I put the clothes back.

*I hate you.* I mutter as I turn towards him.

*No, you love me.* He kisses the top of my head.

*I'n doing this for you, I hope you realise that.* I look up at him.

*I know, now we need to get some ice on your nose.* He starts leading me down the stairs and into the kitchen. Once we get into the kitchen, he makes me sit down as he goes into the freezer for an icepack.

*So, what did you do to my father after I went upstairs?* As ask him as he comes back from the freezer with an Icepack.

*What? I never did anything to your father.* He comes over and puts the icepack on my nose which feels incredibly good.

*Derek Morgan...*

*Ok, I punched your dad in the face.* I look at him.

*May I ask what the hell you were thinking?*

*He deserved it.* I get up from the chair with the icepack still on my nose.

*I'll be upstairs.* I say to him as I walk upstairs. I go to my bedroom, and lay down on my bed. With my head towards the ceiling, I stare up at the ceiling.

Derek, being the protective person he is, comes into my room and lies down next to me on the bed. He then starts nuzzling his face into my neck.

*What are you doing?* I ask him.

*Trying to get some attention from my girlfriend.*

*Your lucky your cute.* I push his head away from my neck.

*So you think I'm cute?*

*Of course I do, why wouldn't why?*

*Because you'd think I'm handsome, I mean have you looked at me recently?* He asked as he gestures towards his face.

*Yes I have, now is there anything else obvious you'd like to point out?*

*Yeah, I'm in love with you.* He whispers, then starts to lean in. He kisses me, one of his hand moving to the back of my neck. He tilts my head to the right so he can deepen the kiss. Derek pulls away, the hand at the back of my neck moving to my cheek.

*I love you too.* He kisses me one last time.

*Like music to my ears.* I get up from the bed.

*Where're you going?* He asks.

*Downstairs to put this back in the freezer, I'll be right back.* I walk out of the room and down stairs to the freezer where I put the icepack back in my freezer.

*He really seems to love you.* I turn around to see my mother standing there.

*Yeah he does.* I close the freezer and lean against the fridge.

*Just let him know that if he hurts my little girl, he won't be living to see the next day.*

*And that won't scare the crap out of him at all.* I say sarcasticly.

*If he really loves, which I'm sure he does he won't be scared of what I'd do to him, he'd be scared of what he'd do to himself if he ever hurt you.* My mom is right on this one.

I head back upstairs to find Derek in the same posistion as before I left.

*Your back.* He gets up off the bed and comes over to me.

*Yep, and my mom told me to tell you that if you ever break my heart, you won't live to see the next day.*

*That makes me feel so good on the inside, I got to get back to my room and take care of a few things, see you later baby girl .* He kisses my forehead, then walks back to his room. What could he have to take care of? And Why didn't he tell me what?

So what do you guys think he had to take care of? Hope you guys liked it.

Thanks for reading.

Enjoy!

Miranda :)