AUBRY'S POV:

As I stood in shock of slapping me as hard as she could, Derek and Rossi stepped in front of me.

"Ma'am, I need you to come with me," Rossi told her, pushing me backwards gently. I could feel Derek's hand on the small of my back and his other hand on my arm, pulling me away gently.

"Come with me, Aubry," he whispered into my ear.

I turned away slowly, unable to take my eyes off the distraught mother. Derek pulled me a little harder and I finally went with him.

"We all need to get back to the hotel, anyway," Hotch told us quietly. "We'll get a fresh start in the morning. See you all in the lobby at 7AM."

"Let me take you back," Derek insisted, his hand still firmly placed on the small of my back.

"Okay," I whispered softly, leaning a little closer to him then I really needed to. "That sounds good to me."

We got back to the hotel twenty minutes later and I hadn't spoken a single word since we left. My thoughts were running wild inside my head and I felt a little panicky.

"How about we order room service in your room?" Derek suggested. "I think that I heard Hotch ask Emily to go out for a bite to eat with him."

"Sounds good," I replied absently, only focusing on the fact that Derek's hand was wrapped around mine tightly.

We got into the elevator and I couldn't help but think about three days ago when we had been kissing feverishly in the letting him help me to forget everything. I couldn't wait until we reached the hotel room and I squeezed his hand tighter and nestled closer against him.

"I've missed you," I whispered, wrapping my arms around his waist and raising up on my tip-toes to seek out his warm mouth.

"I've missed you, too, baby," he told me, kissing my forehead instead of my lips. I knew he was trying to be a gentleman, but I didn't want him to be anymore. Screw the rules and screw my conscience. I wanted him. And I wanted him NOW!

The elevator doors opened and I pulled him out hurriedly. "Which room is yours?" I asked, my voice low and suggestive.

"734," he told me, wrapping one arm around my waist and pulling the key out of his pocket.

Before the door was completely shut, my body was molded against his and our mouths were locked in a fierce battle for domination. I clutched at handfuls of his shirt, struggling to remain in control, but I could gradually feel it slipping away from me. All I wanted to do right now was forget everything that had happened in the last seventy-two hours.

In seconds, I had Derek's shirt unbuttoned and it was lying on the floor at my feet. Mine followed soon afterwards and then I pulled him towards the bed, our mouths still fused together. It all came to a crashing halt when we toppled down onto the bed.

"Wait, Aubry!" Derek stopped me, pulling back suddenly. "We can't! I can't do this to you."

"Why not?" I snapped, using all my strength to try and pull him back down to me. "I want it and you want it, so why can't we?"

"Because you're exhausted and you're emotionally drained. You would regret this in the morning and you'd hate me," he told me softly.

"No, I won't!" I insisted, hitting my palms against his chest angrily. My throat was aching and tears were welling up in my eyes, but I didn't want to break. "I just want you to make me forget!" I sobbed, my façade finally disappearing as I broke down.

Derek wrapped me in his arms and sat up, holding me in his lap tightly as I cried and cried, my face buried on his muscular chest. "It's all right, Aubry," he kept telling me, smoothing my hair and rubbing slow circles on my back.

I sobbed until there were no more tears left in me and then I was cold, so I nestled closer to Derek, seeking out the warmth of his body. "I shouldn't have promised her what I did, Derek," I whispered. "I will never, never do it again. She was so sure that we were going to find her daughter and it was all because of me!"

"We've all said things like that and regretted them later," he assured me. "But the best thing we can do now is catch Allie's killer. We'll catch him and put him away for life."

"But there will always be another monster out there, won't there?"

I felt Derek sigh loudly before he answered. "Yes, baby, there will. But, the only thing we can do is work hard and take down the ones we can. You can't win them all, even though we wish we could."

After a little bit longer snuggled close to me, Derek got up and ordered us some room service and then we got dressed again. I blushed at how I had thrown myself at him and left all my morals at the police station.

"Thank you," I told him sincerely.

"For what?" he asked, confused.

"For not taking advantage of me. It was a very gentlemanly thing to do and I know I didn't make it easy." I blushed again and ducked my head.

"Hey." Derek pulled me close and tilted my chin upwards so that I was looking into his eyes. "You're important to me and if I do what I've always done, then I'll get what I've always gotten. I don't want that anymore. I want you."

I smiled up at him shyly. "You're too sweet, Derek Morgan. I don't deserve someone as wonderful as you."

"It's me that doesn't deserve you," he insisted, kissing me long and slow. "But I think I'll stay, no matter how undeserving I am."

Okay, sorry this one was shorter, but I'm trying to watch The Ugly Truth and work on my personal novel, so I don't have much time today. Let me know what you think. Keep reviewing!