oHey guys! Well if you guys are looking for Derek trying to get Penelope to give them a chance in this ch, you guys are going to get it!

Here it is, Enjoy!

(Penelope's POV)

I can't believe he just told me that, I'm honestly shocked that he said all of that. How long has he felt like this? I know he said years but exactly how long has it been eating him from the inside out? When I said I'd think about it, that I need some time, i truely ment that because he expects me to have an answer right away, but I can't this is something I have to think long and hard about this.

When I said the thing about his relationship that he said he really loved them, that he'd never leave them, it was true I mean look at them, Tamara Barnes especially, look at her, he said she was the best woman but she turned out to be a two-timing coniving little weasel. How do I know that what happened with those womeun won't happen with us? It's not that I don't love because I do, it's just.. complicated that's all.

So It's tomorrow afternoon and no one has come to my office at all for anything. I've sort of had this sick feeling all day so far, but I'm just passing it off as not a big deal. Finally around 2:00, JJdrops by my office.

*Hey Garcia.* She looks at me then gets a worried look on her face. *You feeling ok? You look pale.* She asks.

*Yeah I'm...* That's when I grabbed my trashcan and threw up.

*I'll be right back Garcia.* Then JJ rushes out of my office.

(Derek's POV)

So I'm sitting at my desk in the bullpen talking To Rossi and Prentiss when JJ comes rushing rushing down the hallway, wait wasn't she in Garcia's office?

JJ runs up to Rossi.

*Hey Umm... Garcia's needs to go home like now.* JJ pants from practicly running down the hallway.

*Woah, slow down JJ, what's going on with Garcia?* Rossi asks. At this point Prentiss and I have turned towards JJ and Rossi.

*She's throwing up and she looks awfully pale, I'd take her home and take care of her, but I have a ton of paperwork to finish.* I look at Rossi hopefully, and he just sighs.

*Go take care of the woman you love Morgan, I'll tell Hotch.* I practicly jump from my chair, then give Rossi a questioning look.

*I may be old, but I'm not stupid. Just get her home and take care of her.* Now I finally rush down the hall to see my baby.

When I get to her office, I quietly open her door to find her working, but pale as can be. She turns around and she looks worse. Her eyes are bloodshot, face incredibly pale, and sweating as if it was 100 degrees.

*Come on Penelope, time to get you home.* I walk to her chair where she's sitting and help her up then I put my arm around het waist to help her walk.

*I'm fine, I don't need to go home.* She insists.

*That's not an option, I'm taking you home and taking care of you, that is it.* Penelope ends up falling asleep with her head on my shoulder, so I pick her up and carry her to the elevator. Once we're out of the elevator, I carry her all the way to my SUV where I put her down in the back seat, where I drive to her place and begin to take care of her.

(Penelope's POV)

I wake up in my bed covered in sweat. I was at work early, how did I end up here? Last thing I remember is that I was talking to JJ and then I threw up in my trash can. Just then I hear the noise of my front door closing. Ok, who the hell is that? I get out of my bed, and walk downstairs to see what's going on. I see a plastic bag that's filled with what looks like water and medication. I look into my living room to find Derek straighting up the room. How does he fit into this? Why is here anyways?

He turns around, finally noticing me.

*What are you doing out of bed? Your sick!* He asks harshly as he leads me towards the couch.

*I'm not sick, I'm fine!* I'm still sweating like crazy.

*Sure, and that's not why your sweating and your extremely pale.* He forces me to lie down on my couch.

*Why are you here anyways?* I ask him, all Derek does is push some hair off of my face.

*Because I'm taking care of the women I love.* There he goes again with it! Can he just leave it be!

*Don't say that.. please just don't* He looks at me strangely.

*But it's true, why don't you want me to say it?* He asks. *It's because you don't think It's true right?* God, I hate profilers!

*Possibly.* I mutter under my breath.

*We'll talk about it when your feeling better. Now go to sleep.* He kisses my forehead then walks out of the room. As if he knew that would make me fall asleep, my eyes start drooping, soon enough I'm fast asleep.

I'm back at with in a few days. I ended up going to the doctors (under morgans orders) And said it was a small virus and that I was lucky I had such a nice guy to take care of me which I'm pretty sure boosted Derek's image of himself just a bit.

I'm in my office catching up on the work I missed, Emily comes in.

*Hey PG, you feeling any better?* Emily asks.

*Yeah I am.*

*So how was it with morgan taking care of you?* Emily grins at me with devilish twinkle in her eye.

*He wouldn't leave me alone, I honestly don't think the man has slept in days.*

*Well he loves you, he honestly thought you were going to die.* Emily gets up.

*Wait,he thought I was going to die, how do you know Em?* I questioned her.

*Pen, he told me, we're partners and his desk is right by mine, you'd be surprised how much he talks about you, by the way the team is going to the bar to celebrate you not dying, were leaving in 5.* She walks out of my office.

*What does he say about me?* I shout down the hall to her.

*Tell you at the bar P.* Guess I have a reason to go now.

Ok, my plan changed for the ch just a smidge, so that why it ended like this!

Hotch will be in the next ch, having a heart to heart with Penelope about a certain male profiler :)

Thanks for reading.

Enjoy!

Miranda :)