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A/N: So you may or may not see an epilogue after this, but this is the final chapter!

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Penelope sat reading the paper; she could hear Derek whistling in the kitchen as he cleaned up from dinner the pair of them had sat and eaten together. She smiled as she looked around at what was claimed her new home. There were things of hers as they sat mingled in with things that were Derek's and she had never seen something more perfect before. Hers and Kevin's stuff just didn't fit right. Here, however, she felt like she had a home. A perfectly safe haven made for her by Derek.

Derek sauntered into the room with a grin on his face, and he stood watching her closely. "You've been living here too long to still get that look on your pretty little face, Baby Girl."

Looking over at him, she smirked as he stood with the apron still on looking like a true chef. "Should I take a picture and send to Mamma Morgan so she knows that there aren't any house calls from the fire department?"

"Not funny," He replied teasingly. "No dessert for you."

"Oh, believe me, my eyes eat dessert every time they look at you, Stud Muffin," Penelope chirped back and gave him her best seductively wink.

"Right you," He started and took the apron off, throwing it into the kitchen, "I've got something for you."

"Oh yeah?" Penelope queried, completely intrigued in that moment, "Am I going to like?"

"It's something you seemed to have forgotten about," He told her and he left her alone as he ran up the stairs. Coming back down with his hands behind his back, he gave her a daring look as he took to the other side of the dining table.

Penelope eyed him up and down, trying to decipher what the hell he was up to.

"Ready to try these out?" Derek asked as he put the pair of purple satin heels with the multiple coloured jewels on their front on the table top.

Penelope pulled a face, "I don't know, Handsome. I'm barely stable on my own bare feet."

"You're trying these out," Derek told her and stood to move around to her side, grabbing the left heel as he went. "Don't even begin to argue with me here, Penelope."

"Okay," She relented and watched him cautiously.

Penelope hadn't known that Derek had spoken to her physiotherapist after her last session. She didn't know he had spoke to her doctor after her previous appointment and she didn't know he had planned this with such fine precision that nothing could go wrong. She was okayed to do most jobs, and as long as she didn't wear them twenty four seven her physiotherapist had no problem with her wearing heels this early on in recovery.

Derek didn't want her in them for the rest of the evening. He just wanted to see them on her.

It might have taken nearly another two months to get her to this point, but he was going to give her a glorious moment of life and allow her to live a part of her life that was just waiting around the corner for her.

So he knelt in front of her, pulled at her trouser legs and rolled the soft material up to her knees, leaving her bare legs in the open. He ran he hand down her calves gently massaging them in his large hands, soothing her, relaxing her as she watched on apprehensively.

Penelope watched as Derek gently lifted her foot and tilted it ready for the incline of the heel and slowly he slipped the shoe on and felt as he fitted Penelope's foot perfectly. Smiling, he grabbed the other heel and made quick work to put that one on in very much the same manner.

Looking up, he saw the apprehensive look on Penelope's face as she weighed up the end result of this moment. Yet Derek didn't still his task, he didn't hold back. He stood from his crouched position and took her hands in his before smoothly bringing her to stand up.

Shaking, Penelope's mind was consumed with how her body was going to cope with this, especially after she had basically taken the time to learn to get the appropriate strength back into her legs.

Yet she remained standing.

Even with Derek's hands on her, she didn't feel herself falter or sway. She just stood there comfortably and perfectly. She couldn't help but smile at the feeling she got from this moment and, once again, she had Derek to thank for it entirely.

"Wanna sit down?" He asked her a couple of minutes later acknowledging the strain.

"So bad!" She exclaimed with a small laugh and allowed her to walk alone over to the couch before watching her sit down gingerly. Even though she had loved the sense of her life coming back - her Garcia flare restoring - she still didn't want to push it and she could feel the tension on her sore, healing body.

Derek didn't waste time to claim his seat next to her. "You just needed a little confidence," Derek told her as he pulled he put his arm around her and pull her legs up onto his lap. "There's nothing to be afraid of, Sweetness. You're basically there with recovery; we just need to get you back into your stride again."

Smiling meekly, Penelope looked down at her heels, forgetting all about her worries and concerns. She tilted her foot to the side and then showed it off at him, "They really are a perfect fit."

"Did you really ever doubt it?" Derek asked her amused.

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't have bee lined for these babies when that shop was full with amazingly delicious heels."

"Amazingly delicious huh?" Derek asked as he pulled her close to his chest, "Much like their owner then."

Penelope couldn't resist a giggle as Derek kissed her fiercely. Even as they drew apart, they want for one another just seemed to magnetise them, drawing them back for a second kiss.

Derek pulled her legs up onto his lap again as they slipped a little after they were sated with one another, "Comfortable?" He asked her and watched her nod as she closed her eyes to sleep that had been waiting on her to stop doing anything important. He knew this recovery was tiring and he knew it was long, but right now, he could see an end.

Laying a hand on her shin, he looked at the purple heels with the jewels on the front and smiled.

He nearly lost Penelope because of those shoes, but he'd completely gained her due to them as well. For that he would make sure that they had a perfect place in their closet.

"I think it's time we got you to bed, Baby," Derek whispered at Penelope as he realised it was getting late. He had been so consumed with thought that he hadn't seen the time whiz past. He took Penelope's mumbled groan in protest as her not wanting to move and so he moved her legs off of his lap and stood. Turning he watched her for a moment, her body collapsed on the couch, her face serene and peaceful with exhaustion.

Without a second thought Derek bent down and gathered her in his arms and headed for the stairs. Since Penelope had lived with him this seemed to be a regular once she had eaten and taken her pain meds and he had to say, he loved it. He loved it so much that he dreamt regularly about when he would get to carry her over that threshold as man and wife.

For now, he could cope with just doing this. After all, how could a man that was claimed hero by the love of their life hate carrying his own damsel in distress, his very own princess to bed?

Simple, he couldn't.

"Just remember one thing about our love, Derek," Penelope mumbled to him sleepily, "It's heaven sent."

Derek didn't know what had caused her to say it, but he didn't care, it was things like this that made him smile the most. The things Penelope said when she was half asleep were the true depths of her love, and she always remembered long enough to reiterate them to him in the morning.

"Oh believe me, that's one thing I always knew," Derek affirmed as he carried her up the stairs and into their bed, taking each new step softly. "Now there's just nothing to deny that."

"Mmm," Penelope mumbled in her sleepy state before saying one thing that he knew was going to stick with him for life, "From heaven, with love."

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The End

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