It had been a couple of days since the new development. Derek and JJ had continued to play the loving couple; trying to find anything they could to lead them to the unsub. He seemed to quiet down; nobody has been reported missing and no new bodies have turned up. It was the quiet that irked Derek. He didn't want to relax, not with the unsub being obsessed with JJ. Derek had dealt with obsessive psychopaths and if there was one thing he knew, it was that they never leave their obsessions alone. If anything, the quiet made him anxious, because it gave the weird feeling that the unsub was waiting, waiting for the perfect moment to unravel his plan for JJ and that made Derek all the more nervous. What if it was something he couldn't stop? What if JJ got taken or worse killed? How could he live with himself? How could he explain to everyone that he failed? Derek chastised himself at his thoughts. He promised her he would not let anything happen to her. And if there was only one thing in this world that Derek Morgan did, it was keeping his promises. He would die before he allowed this unsub to do anything that would harm JJ in any shape or form.
Derek had been standing at the window for a while, contemplating and thinking about the unsub's possible plan to get to JJ. He was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn't her the rustling sheets of the bed, or sense that JJ's piercing eyes were watching him. She felt almost cold without Derek by her side; she had grown use to her and Derek sharing a bed that it was weird not having him there. She could tell that he was thinking about something, and JJ could guess what it is that plagued his mind. Ever since Hotch and the team had stopped by a couple nights ago; Derek had become more pensive. He seemed to always be in deep thought. It didn't bother JJ much, but she missed him. She rose silently from the bed quietly, not ready to break him out of his thoughts yet. She reached out and pulled on Derek's sweater over her tank to chase away the chill. She then padded silently behind Derek. She reached out slowly, tightly wrapping her arms around Derek, resting her cheek against his back. JJ had to fight back her questioning thoughts for she wasn't really a touchy person, but being with Derek changed her. She seemed to always have an urge to touch him. "Penny for your thoughts?"
The low rumble of Derek's voice comforted her. "My thoughts are worth more than a penny you know."
"Oh well, a nickel then. Maybe a dime." Derek merely shook his head. "Oh alright a quarter then. Mind you, you are a very expensive. Jeez, taking me for all that I'm worth." Derek chuckled lightly. He quickly quieted though, staring out the window. "Derek, I have an idea of what you're thinking about, I know you're scared. But I promise that nothing will happen to you. I'll protect you." Derek gasped. JJ's voice sounded so young and innocent and it warmed his heart. He turned slowly to envelope JJ in his arms. He looked down to her, her face innocent and soft. Derek had gotten used to the feeling of having her in his arms and it was a feeling he never wanted to lose. If he thought about it; JJ was the first woman he met, that he hadn't romanced into the bedroom. His feelings for her went beyond anything he has ever felt before. It was at point that he had to control himself sometimes when he was around her, the desire to kiss her pulsing through his body like a stampede. He had to deny the urge when he saw her begin to pout. He silently groaned at restraint he had to put on himself. He had to let her go, but he was sure that if he did he would survive. For the past couple of days, with everyone being on high alert for the unsub, Derek's emotions were out of whack. His temper was shorter, he was having difficulty eating, sleeping. Derek had taken to watching JJ sleep, to assure himself that she was safe. He knew it wasn't good, for the lack of sleep could put them in a dire situation, but he couldn't help it.
He wasn't sure when it happened, but as soon as he realized it, it had taken hold of him completely. JJ had become the center of his world ever since they took this case. Everything happened in a whirl. He remembered waking up that morning feeling tired and drain knowing something was going to be wrong. Then all of this happened; marriage; moving to a new neighborhood, oh and his favorite part, they are sitting around waiting anxiously for this unsub to make his next move. Derek thought he was on the edge of insanity but then there was JJ. She kept him stable, she made him on edge, but different than the way he was on edge for the case. Every time that they were alone together, every time he touched he had to control himself; his feelings were quickly escalating to dangerous territory. He was scared that his feelings could jeopardize their friendship considering he was sure that JJ didn't feel as strongly for him as he did her. She trusted him with everything but that did not mean he could take advantage of her.
Derek continued to stare into her eyes. They were so beautiful, so beautiful. Her eyes flashed from his lips back to his eyes. Derek felt his breath labor. He leaned closer to her, looking from her eyes to her lips and back. Her breathing deepened like his and Derek knew he could no longer control himself. He needed her and now. He leaned closer, pausing, waiting for her to pull away if she did not want this. JJ unable to wait for Derek any longer leaned up and took his lips in a sweet kiss. It wasn't explosive like the ones in movies but sweet and tender. It was different than their kiss at the wedding that was sort of awkward and slightly forced. This one kiss was completely them acting on their feelings. Derek pulled away to catch his breath but he immediately leaned back in to capture her lips in a deeper more passionate kiss. JJ trembled slightly in his arms. Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, she did not want to let go. When JJ felt the need to breath she pulled away with a gasp.
She breathed heavily looking into Derek's eyes. He looked back at her in fear, afraid he did exactly what he didn't want to do, take advantage of her. JJ, as if reading his thoughts, reached up and softly caressed his cheek, leaning back in to kiss him gently to let him know that it was okay. "Hey, it's okay. I wanted to."
Derek looked at her with question in his eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, who wouldn't want to kiss the "Dark Knight?""
Derek chuckled at the reference to Garcia's nickname for him. "I just wanted to make sure I didn't take advantage of you."
JJ merely shook her head before resting her head on his chest, comforted by the constant thudding of his heart; calmed by him. She felt him tighten his hold on her and she sighed softly. "I like being her with you like this Derek."
"Really? But now that I think about this, who could resist snuggling in the arms of a gorgeous looking brother?" JJ could feel the smirk on his lips and smack him in the stomach. "Hey that hurt." JJ looked up to see a sparkle in his eyes that had been missing for the past couple of days and a cute pout on his lips. She leaned up and kissed the pout away, smiling when she saw him slow to open his eyes again. He looked down to see the smirk on her lips and said as sternly as he could, which wasn't much, "That is not going to work every time you hurt me, but it is a good place to start." Derek smiled as she leaned in and kissed him again.
He paced the floor impatiently. What was taking him so long? He waited for days just to start again and his patience was at its ends. It was because of him that he stopped. He claimed that it was a dangerous time and that times were to hot. Apparently the cops brought in a unit from the FBI to help with the murders. He should have known that this would not have remained a local case, but from what he told him, apparently there was a rumor that there is a couple undercover. Sons of Bitches think that they can get him. Oh no, he would deal with this couple and when he was through with them, then those foolish pigs that should be out there protecting their kind from the likes of those dirty abominations will understand that he was doing this for the good of the world. He would not be stopped until everyone understands that he was doing this to save mankind from what God had purged the world of so long ago.
He growled again. Where was he? If he did not get her soon then he would leave and handle things the way he should've from the beginning, but he could not deny that this one seemed to understand his cause and was willing to risk himself for the better of the world. He proved himself time and time again to be reliable. So the pacing man forced himself to once again take a seat and wait. He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a picture. "We shall soon be together my blue-eyed angel." He grinned. He couldn't wait for when the time would come for him and his angel to finally meet.