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"You shoulda said something," Derek said as he sat with Penelope on the bed waiting on the midwife to come back, his mom was stood nearby, his sister in a chair watching on anxiously.

"They weren't this bad, and I mean now," She said and shrugged, "They're there but nowhere near as close as they were at the house."

"I knew I should've tried harder, I should never have left," Derek berated himself harshly, his tone tight, "If I hadn't we wouldn't be here."

"You're right we wouldn't." Penelope said and put her hand on his shoulder, shaking it reassuringly, "We wouldn't be having any sort of discussions about names, and routines, and futures because we wouldn't have been in the predicament that led us here."

Derek looked up at her.

"Everything happens for a reason." Penelope stated poignantly and her eyes lit up at him.

"Why are you so calm right now? We don't know what's happening with the baby or with you for that matter." Derek worried and put his hand over hers and pulled it down to his lap.

"I'm over my biggest fear now." She told him with a smile.

"What was that?" Derek asked her a little slowly, trying to decide what it was.

"Someone else's family making me feel loved." Penelope finally spoke and Derek understood why Penelope was so anxious and worried all these months, it was all about his family loving her.

"Told ya they would, Baby." He said and leant in and kissed her, "I never doubt those two behind me."

"You were worried about meeting us?" Desiree asked out as she sat up in her chair.

Penelope nodded, "call it bad experiences," she stated lowly and as her eyes connected with Fran's she felt another sense of family slot back in, something she had never felt around Kevin's and something she hadn't felt since her parents died. "Kevin's family never included me."

"Ah the ex?" Fran asked, she'd had Derek speak about Kevin many a times, telling her how he wouldn't break Pen's heart to sort his own. She watched Penelope look up in shock and she smirked, "Seems the pair of you spent way too long being blind to what was right in front of you."

"You spoke about Kevin?" Penelope asked Derek in a near enough disbelieving one, "Why couldn't you talk to me?"

Derek smiled uncomfortably at that question, "You were hurting after Battle and all I wanted for you was to move on, to get over what happened. Kevin was that. I didn't want you to think that I was only telling you I loved you because that stupid argument ended with you getting shot. That was never what I wanted."

"And now?"

"We're here because I asked one thing of you," He told her as he ran a hand through her hair, studying the look in her eyes as they began to glint with a new film of tears, "I asked for the best memory to come back to and you gave it to me."

Penelope's smile grew and a tear dropped, "I'm glad you came home, I'm glad we're getting time to share these moments."

A knock at the door broke the moment up and everyone looked at the midwife from earlier, she smiled as she entered and approached the bed.

"I've spoken to the doctor, Penelope, and he's advised you go home," she saw Penelope's face knit with confusion and worry, "There's nothing wrong, you just had what we call false labour, it can be expected, and the pattern of you contractions show that there's nothing alarming, the baby's vitals are fine, you're waters haven't broken and the contractions have worn off. We just advise bed rest and as little stress as possible."

"Are you sure that's right?" Derek asked her dubiously.

The midwife nodded, "It's common later on in pregnancies for Braxton hick's contractions to become alarmingly like real labour and it's good you came in, even if we're now sending you home now. It just means your body's getting ready for the birth."

Penelope didn't need telling twice, "Let's go, Handsome." Penelope spoke in an eager tone, ready to get home to a proper bed, feeling even more exhausted than ever and this time it was from lack of sleep and not an overhaul of emotions.

Derek had nothing left to do but thank the midwife and get Penelope back to his mom's where he could be even more on top of looking out for Penelope and his baby. He helped Penelope off the bed while his mom and sister went for the car.

"Sure you're gonna be able to do that again?" Penelope asked as they walked to the elevator, she kept close, her hand locked in his.

"Sure will," he told her kissed the top of her head as they walked, "I'll make sure I'm less panicky next time."

"You were just perfect this time," Penelope commented, "If I didn't know months ago that you were all in I do now."

"I promised to never leave you, I love you, nowhere I need to be right now, or ever be but here."

Penelope smiled as they made their way to the car; she'd seen Derek burn through multiple emotions from worrying about her, to being a mad man wanting her in the hospital, to becoming calm at the hospital and to loving her every step of the way.

Derek fuelled a whole other love in her, he was more powerful, and more heated, so much more alluring. He opened parts of her heart and soul she didn't even believe were accessible, he made her the best person she could be and he gave her the feeling that a happy family in their job was doable, that the darkness and evil they saw wasn't a problem. Derek continually fuelled her want for a happily ever after because he was the only man she'd come in contact with that offered it to her and wanted it as much as she did.

It wasn't until later that night that Penelope rolled over, unable to sleep, curling into Derek's side, her hand went to his chest and in that moment she took the plunge and said one of the things no one else knew.

"I dreamt I lost you," she whispered, not sure if he was awake or not but she had this overwhelming urge to just get it off of her chest, "I'd just found out I was pregnant and I dreamt that someone turned up at the BAU to tell us you'd been shot and all I could feel as I listened to him tell us how it happened was coldness. It was so real and the pain was so consuming and I honestly thought I'd lost you for good."

Penelope took a break, trying to keep down her emotions.

"I dreamt a couple of months later that you fell in love with someone else and you came home to tell me you were leaving for good. I've never felt emotional pain be that crippling and damning and you just looked at me, with eyes that weren't yours and you just said it," she sucked in a breath, "I never loved you, how could I? You're Penelope." She sniffed at the memory, "Then you walked out and I ran after you and it was such a struggle, every time I got close you were miles ahead again, and when I finally reached you, you had someone else in your arms." Penelope continued to look out towards the curtained window, "She looked at me and I all I saw was me."

"Ever thought that was the you I left?" Derek whispered into the darkness, his voice telling her he hadn't been asleep at all, "Because when I came back I was expecting the you I left, not the you, you are now."

"It hurt so much."

"I know it did, Baby Girl, but they were just dreams, nasty, nasty dreams." He said as he let her go so he could shift to face her, he laid down back down looking directly at her, his eyes soft, illuminated with love, "You gave me a reason to come home and even though I loved you then, I love you more than anything else in this world and I want this to stay this perfect forever."

"Only we can make that happen, Hot Stuff," Penelope whispered softly as Derek's hand ran down her face as he watched over the serene look on her face, "If we want it hard enough, we can keep it here forever."

"Perfection's gonna be here forever when I see you holding our little girl."

Penelope smiled brightly and closed her eyes sleepily just as Derek moved in and kissed her, the silence around them scarily calm and surprise of the moment claiming her before she settled into his almost seductive kiss comfortably.

If Penelope had to say anything in that moment it would be that she was in heaven, their daughter was just the icing on the cake.

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A/N: I know you all wanted Baby Morgan here, but well... soon! Lol

Who wants that soon now?