Here it is the M/G chapter I hope that you all enjoy it and a gigantic THANK YOU to all of those who have reviewed and continued with this story.

Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same."
-Voltaire

Penelope couldn't believe it. As she looked around the room, her eyes filled with tears. All over the floor were multicolored rose petals and soft jazz playing in the background. As she continued to look around, she noticed a note and a path of blood red rose petals leading out the door.

Picking up the note Penelope felt a lone tear fall down her face. Re-reading it, hoping it wasn't a joke she prayed for courage. Staring at the note once more, she felt her heart swell with hope and love.

Penelope,

I cannot put in words how I feel about you. When I see, you walk by your happy smile lights up not only the room but also my heart I ache to hold you, to whisper sweet nothings into your ears and cherish you always. These intense feelings will never go away until I can have you in my arms, and that you realize that there is only one man for you and it's me. Everyday, I hope that you will come into my life and tell me how you feel because what I feel for you will exists inside my heart forever. You are the only woman that understands me, and loves me despite my faults; you are beautiful and I can't help but fall for you deeper every day. Your love, kindness, laughter and purity are my Balm of Gilead. You have healed my wounded heart and I can only hope that the day will arrive when you look deep into my eyes and you tell me what I have been waiting to hear: that you love me the same way I'm thinking of you always.

Yours forever,

Derek

P.S. follow the path of petals

Penelope couldn't believe it. Setting the note down she quickly closed her eyes and pinched herself.

"Ouch", Penelope rubbed her arm "Definitely not dreaming." Quickly realizing there was only one way to determine if this note was telling the truth was to follow the petals Penelope slipped out of bed. Quickly grabbing the note, she entered the hallway.

Gasping again, she noticed the hall lined with petals and candles. Following the path in awe, she was led to the bathroom. Gently pushing open the door, she felt her heart stutter at the aroma and petals. Walking inside she noticed the bathtub filled with water, petals and bubbles. Looking around for an explanation Penelope found another note and a gorgeous red dress.

Penelope,

I know you're scared. So am I but I do know that I want you in my life. You're my best friend, my confident, my God given solace. I know how much you enjoy bubble baths. I want you to relax and realize that you are worth it. I want you to enjoy yourself but be ready to follow the petals at 7:00.

Your chocolate Adonis,

Derek

P.S. the Dress is for you and there are heels that are calling your name

Penelope turned and shut the door. Reverently caressing the dress, it was so silky a deep red dress. It was knee length, with a sweetheart neckline and cap sleeves. Looking at the tag it was exactly her size. Looking at the shelf next to the dress Penelope picked up a pair of stilettos that were the exact same shade as the dress and in her size.

"What are you up to you my chocolate Adonis?" shaking her head Penelope looked at the time. It was 5:30. Laughing that man knew how long it took a girl to get ready…at least when that girl was Penelope Garcia.

Quickly shedding her pajamas Penelope entered the bubble-filled bath. Sighing it was the perfect temperature. How she loved this man and tonight she'd make sure he knew it. She was done fighting her feelings and if his notes were any indication, he felt the same. Feeling her stomach fill with butterflies a smile graced her face maybe for girls like her dreams did come true.

Soaking in the warmth and brilliant aroma permeating the bathroom Penelope allowed her thoughts to drift towards the man who'd stolen her heart. He probably didn't know it but he'd had her heart from the first baby girl. He'd had her respect from the first time he'd been there for her and he'd had her love the first time she saw him hold a victim and in the tenderness he showed towards there pain and suffering. He saw the worst of the world yet steal ached to help. He was one of the few good men that she knew. He loved his family and he'd go to the ends of the earth to protect them. How she loved him. She may have been attracted to him by his body but she stayed because of who he was because of his gentle fierceness to do what was right and protect the innocent. She'd only met three other men like him and she wouldn't let him go.

Feeling herself begin to relax Penelope looked at the clock and was shocked that it was 6:15. Quickly getting out of the bathtub, she dried herself of and began getting ready. Pulling her hair into a quick bun, she quickly applied a light amount of make-up. The type of make-up she put on for someone special. She knew this and Derek knew this. Shaking her head, he had better get the hint.

Knowing from experience it would take a good hour to dry and curl all her hair she opted to pull down a few select strands blow dry them and then curl them. Once satisfied with her hair and make-up Penelope faltered as she gently picked up the dress. It was gorgeous but ….never mind but her mind was made up quickly shedding her towel she slipped into the dress.

Spinning around she felt tears enter her eyes. She felt like a goddess it hugged her in all the right places, accentuated her best parts and made her feel amazing. How he had known that this was the dress she'd never know but she hoped that it would knock him for a loop.

Looking at the time it read 6:58. Quickly slipping on the killer heels, she grabbed both of his notes before opening the door. Looking in awe at the second path of rose petals that had appeared. Giddy like a schoolgirl she followed the path through the hallway, down the stairs, through the living room it entered into the kitchen.

Taking a deep breathe she entered the room. Pressing her fingers to her lips, she couldn't stop the gasp that escaped. Fran's kitchen had been converted into a romantic getaway. There was a light aroma of flowers, soft music in the background but what took her breath away was Derek standing next to a small table for two with candles glowing.

"Derek?" for all of her bravado now that the moment was here Penelope didn't know what to say.

Derek's face lit up at the look of his baby girl. She looked amazing she was amazing. Watching her features and expressions, he knew that he loved her. She was the one for him, the one who made his dull world alive with colors and before the night was through she'd not only know it but she'd believe it.

"Pen," Derek walked towards her a single red rose in hand. Pushing a lone curl towards the side, he caressed her face. Watching her gulp, he knew she needed to ask.

"Derek, did you mean it?" Penelope held to the notes as a lifeline. She wasn't used to feeling so vulnerable, so exposed.

Watching her hold his notes he smiled "I meant ever single word Penelope. You're my God given solace. My best friend, my goddess and after tonight I hope my lover." Watching the tears form in her eyes, he pressed forward. "I love you Pen more than I've ever loved anyone in my life. I know I don't deserve you but god help me I love you and I promise I won't ever hurt you. Give us a chance."

Watching the splay of emotions pass over Derek's face Penelope let out a timid smile. For the first time since she was eighteen, she was going to say the words and her whole heart would be behind them. Gently caressing his cheek, she leaned forward pressing her forehead against his "Derek, I love you too and I have for such a long time. I only want you …I want us. I want us to be happy."

Tears filled Derek's eyes as he leaned forward gently brushing his lips against hers. "We will be. I promise you will be." His promise made Derek pulled her in for a searing kiss that he prayed would never end.

"To know someone here or there with whom you can feel there is understanding in spite of distances or thoughts expressed - that can make life a garden."
-Goethe

I hope that you enjoyed this. I've never really written a romantic scene before but I think it turned out all right….Please Review and let me know if you liked it or not.

Thanks as always

-Galadinzel