Disclaimer: I do not own criminal minds. If I did next week would not be happening waaaaaaaaa. Darn CBS

A/N: Sorry updating took so long this morning I had to get next weeks previews out of my head.

Garcia opened her eyes to see she had fallen asleep in Morgan's arms AGAIN. She really was going to have to stop that.

"Morning Princess"

"Morning Hot Stuff, how long you been awake?

"About ten minutes, Clooney woke me."

"I'm sorry I am making a habit of interrupting your day."

"Princess, it is not a big deal really. Besides Clooney and I were talking while you were sleeping and we want you to come with us today."

"Oh really, you and Clooney run, Do I look like I run to you?"

"I know but we decided today we walk that way we can show off the pretty lady walking us." He felt her giggle against his chest and he smiled. "What's so funny, momma," he asked innocently.

"You and your dog are both flirts huh?" She continues to laugh. It is the best sound Morgan has heard all week.

"We're wounded momma."

"Oh yeah I am sure you two are very wounded alright. I am not falling for it, but because Clooney wants me to come I will."

He tightened his arms around her preventing her from getting up. "Toll must be paid my lady."

Garcia smiles shyly and plants a feather light kiss on his cheek and Morgan could swear as he let her up that she was smiling still. As she was, getting dressed in the bedroom Morgan tried not to think about it too much or he knew he was in trouble. Having her so close all the time was a real test for him, a test that he had passed so far, but he didn't know how much longer he would be able to hide it. He was distracted from his train of thought by a whimpering Clooney beside him.

"Just a minute boy, we have to wait for the lady."

"No you don't, not anymore," Garcia said as he emerged from her bedroom.

Morgan glanced at her outfit and smiled. It was 100 percent Penelope, from the hot pink tracksuit, to the pigtails on either side, to the pale pink lip-gloss on her lips, and it was all Morgan could do not to kiss it all off and take her back to bed; bur now was not the time for that. "Okay everybody out," He says, as he gathers up Clooney's leash and opens the door. They all file out and Derek shuts and locks the door. He then turns around and grabs Pen's hand with his free one and they all set off in the direction of the park. When they arrive, Derek lets Clooney off the leash to run and then sits with Pen on a bench.

"So my Goddess, what would you like to do today," he asked smiling at her.

"You know you can go home if you want, don't you sweetness?

"Pen are you ready for me to leave?"

"Does it matter," she asked with a sigh.

He was about to ask her what she meant by that when his phone started ringing "Morgan," he bit out.

"Morgan, I just got a call from New York. They need your decision.

"Hotch, I can't right now. Can't they give me a few more days?"

"I tried to get them to give you more time but they want your answer no later than tomorrow."

"Hotch, I really need more time here, Derek bit out as he left Pen's side, needing to walk because he knew it was too soon to tell her.

"I tried Derek, but they need her replacement now."

"Damn, Can I have a few hours at least?

"Yeah, and Morgan?

Yeah Hotch."

"This may be your last chance for a long time."

"I know, but there are other people involved with my decision."

"Well, then I suggest you talk to them."

"I would, but it is a little complicated right now, and besides I know what they are going to say."

"Well then what's the problem?"

"I haven't told them yet?"

"Why not?"

"Long Story, Hotch and I have a friend waiting for me to get off of here. I will call you later."

"Okay."

Derek closed his phone and ran back to the bench to find Clooney sitting in his spot next to Garcia.

"Hey, you big oaf who said you could sit next to the lady?

"The lady did, Garcia laughed. "You left me. What did Hotch want," she asked curiously.

"Um, nothing," he stammered

"Derek?"

"Can we talk about it later? I am famished." Pen looked him in the eyes and saw the storm clouds that were gathering and knew it was best to leave it alone for now.

"Okay, handsome, where are we going now," she said taking the hand he offered.