AN: Another update for all of you guys. Thank you for all the positive feedback and the great ideas in the reviews. I hope you like how this turned out. PLZ R&R!

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Chapter 12: The Hook-Up

Everyone that was still out on the beach started to pack up everything and head back to the cabin by late afternoon. As they got closer to the cabin, they felt the vibrations from the loud music blasting throughout the rooms.

"What in the world?" Fran went to the sound system and pushed a button.

"Don't-" Dave came into them as they heard loud pounding and yelling. "Or you'll hear that."

"Is that Morgan and Garcia?" Will asked.

"Yes," Dave turned the music back on to drown out the yelling. "Ryan lured them into the wine cellar while I locked them in."

"This is your plan, isn't it?" Hotch looked at him.

"Part one," Dave led them all into the kitchen where Ryan was positioned in front of Dave's laptop.

"Is that-the wine cellar?" JJ asked as she saw an image of Derek and Penelope still pounding on a door.

"How?" Emily looked at Dave.

"It was all the kid," Dave told them. "I have cameras down there but I haven't had a need to use them until now. All Ryan needed was the wi-fi password and he was able to turn them on from my laptop."

"Have you been taking hacking lessons from Garcia?" Reid asked Ryan.

"No, I always liked computers," Ryan told them. "I'm part computer geek."

"So you're just going to leave them down there with no food or drinks?" Fran looked at her husband.

"Hey, I'm not a monster." He told her. "Before Ryan led them down there, I made sure to put some food down there."

"And they have plenty to drink," Emily smirked.

"Oh that's a good idea," Fran said sarcastically. "Because we all know how well those two can hold their wine."

"Do you want to see them together or not?" Dave looked at his wife. "This was a last resort after all those times we all tried to push them together with no luck."

"All right," Fran sighed as she glanced at the computer. "So this is part one. What is part two?"

"We'll need everyone's help with that," Dave started handing out pads of paper to everyone. "Write down any instances that you can remember where you sensed something between them. Something other than friendship. Once they realize that we're not letting them out and stop yelling, we'll start to slip these under the door."

"Great idea," JJ and Emily immediately started scribbling on their pads, filling at least three sheets of paper.

"What are they doing now kid?" Dave looked at Ryan who was crowded around the computer screen with Henry and Jack on either side of him.

"I can't get the audio to work, but I think they stopped yelling." He told him. "I'm trying to get another angle. Yeah, they're sitting on the blanket and eating the food you left for them."

"All right," Dave gathered the papers from everyone and put them in two separate envelopes. "Here we go."


Penelope sat on the bottom step leading down into the cellar as Derek finally stopped pounding on the door. He slowly sat down beside her as she looked over at him.

"I don't think they're going to let us out," she told him. "Not anytime soon anyway."

"I believe you're right," he sighed. "He said he left us some food down here. Are you hungry?"

"Starving," she smiled as he took her hand and pulled her up.

They walked to the back corner of the cellar and saw a blanket set up with a large picnic basket placed on top of it. They slowly sat down on the blanket as Derek started pulling items out of the basket.

"They really want to make this romantic," Derek pulled out two wine glasses.

"We have plenty to choose from," Penelope waved her hands around them at all the rows of wine surrounding them.

"Yeah," he smiled as he pulled out a couple plates with sandwiches on them and handed one to her.


Ryan was laying flat across the floor in front of the door to the wine cellar as he tried to peek under the door. Jack and Henry stood nearby, ready to be of assistance.

"I see someone walking towards the door!" Ryan told them. "Go get Dave."

Jack and Henry ran off, returning a few moments later with Dave.

"It's awfully quiet in there," Dave crouched down beside Ryan.

"They're planning their revenge," Ryan told him.

"Probably," Dave smirked.

"We know someone's out there!" they heard Derek's voice over the music. "We can hear you talking!"

Dave took the envelopes out of his pocket and slid them under the door.

"Open them!" Dave commanded. "There's one for each of you!"

"It's just a bunch of papers with dates written on them."

"Ask each other about what's in your envelope." Dave told them. "Have fun!"


Penelope opened the envelope that had her name on it and read the first piece of paper. It was in Reid's handwriting and she looked up from it and saw Derek scrunching his forehead up in confusion.

"So who's going first?" she asked him.

"I guess I will," Derek said. "We have nothing else to do anyway."

"Right, so what's yours say?"

"2004, The Black Queen, 'Eyebrows'. Why is eyebrows in parentheses? We both know that you called me that when we first met."

"Who wrote it?"

"It looks like JJ's handwriting,"

"Oh,"

"What?" Derek looked up at her.

"It was a few weeks after I moved to Quantico," she told him. "JJ invited me out for a girl's night. Back then, I couldn't hold my liquor well. We did a LOT of shots and I just started saying some things that I totally regretted."

"What did you say?"

"I don't remember it all. Something about licking something off those eyebrows-ok, I'm stopping now. You don't need to hear this."

"You seriously said that?" he grinned at her.

"I didn't know you back then like I do now." She looked down at her piece of paper. "Mine is Reid's handwriting. It says 2004 and 'Gomez'. Ask him what he said after you helped us find Brian Matloff, The Blueridge Strangler."

"Damn him and his iedetic memory," Derek mumbled.

"What?" Penelope looked at him. "What'd you say?"

"I said something along the lines of you having a nice ass and what I'd like to do to it-nevermind, next paper." Morgan looked down as he pulled another piece of paper from his envelope.


Everyone went about their business for the next several hours, occassionally checking on Derek and Penelope through the computer. They all sat down to supper as they watched Derek and Penlope continue to go through the envelopes.

"If only we could get the sound on this," Fran commented as she watched the image on the computer screen.

"They're almost to the last one," Dave told her. "That should be the clincher."

Everyone else set up a movie to watch and they all got settled on the couch. Ryan sat beside Dave as they shared a bowl of popcorn.

"It's not over yet kid, but I think we make a pretty good team." Dave told him.

"After this, I think we have another job." Ryan told him.

"Oh yeah? And who would that be?" Ryan pointed to the other end of the couch where Hotch, Emily and Jack were sitting.

"Jack says she comes over all the time," Ryan told him. "He wants his dad with Emily. He says she makes him happy and he wants him happy."

"If you think it's a tough job getting Derek and Penelope together, wait until we start on those two." Dave smiled at him.

A few hours later, the movie had ended and all three kids had drifted off to sleep. Dave and Fran started cleaning up the area as everyone else went to look at the computer again.

"Wait, we have contact!" Will's voice drifted out to them.

"Yes, finally!" JJ announced as Dave and Fran came out to them.

"What happened?" Fran asked.

"They are kissing," Emily told them. "Like aggressively kissing. Like if we don't get them out of there soon, they will start shedding some layers of clothing, kind of kissing."

"I guess whatever was on that last piece of paper did work," Fran looked at her husband. "What was on it?"

"I simply wrote, 'The Fisher King'." Dave told them.

"Oh man, did she beat herself up over that," JJ commented.

"Which you didn't help the situation either," Emily glared at Rossi.

"I had just come back. I didn't know you all that great yet, and I was a little short-tempered back then," he told them. "So I don't blame Derek for decking me in the break room."

"That's how you got the black eye? You never told us."

"It was a little because of that, and a little because he had just found out that I had started dating his mother."

"What?" Fran looked at him. "Neither of you told me that."

"I didn't feel the need to until now." He told her. "Anyway, I was heading towards her office after the case was wrapped up so that I could apologize, and I heard their voices. I peered in and saw that he was handing her tools as she tried to put her computers back together. The look that they both had on their faces-I knew it was only a matter of time."


Penelope stared in shock at Derek as he had the same shocked expression on his face as he stared back at her. They had just gotten to the very last slip of paper that simply said 'The Fisher King'. Immediately, a whole string of emotions started going through her. She still felt guilty when her system got hacked because of something careless that she had done.

Derek saw the emotions play out across her face as he thought back to that time. She wasn't herself during that time; whenever he called her for help, there was no witty banter from her. He knew that she had beat herself up over that whole incident. But she had finally started to loosen up when the case was closed and he helped her fix the computers.

"All this time?" she gasped. "We liked each other all this time?"

Apparently," he whispered. "We were both just too stubborn to admit it."

"But you-you don't go for girls like me."

"What's that supposed to mean? Girls like you?"

"I've seen you-in the bars-you always go for the stick-thin model types."

"I don't go for them because of what they look like on the outside," he revealed. "I go for the ones who have beauty on the inside. Who act crazy no matter who is looking at them. Who has confidence and doesn't care what others think of her."

"Derek-"

"Someone like you," Derek suddenly captured her lips with his own to stop her protests.

They clawed at each other's clothes as they shut off everything from the outside world. In that moment, it was just the two of them.

"I'm coming down!" they heard a familiar voice and pulled apart as Dave came into view. "Well, I see this was a very productive plan."

"So who's plan was this?" Derek asked.

"Well your mom and I started it," he told them. "But when Ryan started coming around and could tell that something was brewing between you two-well, the kid had some great ideas."

"Where is Ryan?" Derek got to his feet and helped Penelope up as well.

"Relax, he's fine. He fell asleep on the couch watching movies beside Jack and Henry." Dave explained. "I figured that I'd let you guys out now so that you can continue what you were doing upstairs."

"How do you know what we were doing?"

"Ryan tapped into the security cameras that are down here and we've been watching you the whole time."

"What?" Derek glanced at Penelope. "Did you-"

"I haven't shown him anything," Penelope told him.

"The kid did it on his own. He said he's part computer geek."

"Let's get the mini-matchmaker into bed," they all started up the stairs.

"Your mom and I will keep an eye on the little ones," Dave told them. "You two go and get better acquainted with each other. Just try to keep it down. Some of us will be trying to sleep."

"Come on, Baby Girl." Derek smiled at her as they practically ran up the stairs.


AN: So what'd you all think? Jenny Crum, it was a good idea that you messaged me with, but I completely suck at writing love scenes. Anyway, I hope everyone liked this. PLZ R&R!