A little fluff… thought you guys deserved it if you're following the angst of my other story!

"So Handsome how would you feel about kicking in your fiftieth birthday with your wife tonight? Your daughter has yet again abandoned the Morgan ship to be one of the Hotchner's tonight."
"Are we not feeding that child enough? Is that what it is?" Derek joked
"MJ apparently has a thirteen year old girl crisis that warranted her best friend to sleep over, and at thirteen best friend trumps Daddy."
"I get a date with my wife, how can I complain?"
"Good answer Babycakes. I've made reservations for us at the Malaya."
"Fancy!"
"Nothing to good for my hubby on his fiftieth."
"Must you keep emphasizing the age?" he muttered with a frown. He had been harassed enough by Jordan and Finn about his upcoming milestone, not to mention by Em and Reid.
"Oh honey, are we feeling a little fragile about turning half a century?" Penelope teased grinning.
"Fine, you remember this ungracious moment when it's your turn in a couple of years."
"Baby, I can so feel your pout all the way from here. I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"I should hope so. What time's reservation? I have a couple of things to tie up and I should be home before six."
"Reservation is at 7:30 so that gives you plenty of time to get ready. I've laid out your clothes for you on the bed."
"What you're not going to be home?"
"Nope, I shall be waiting for you at our hotel room at the Avenue at 7:15pm. Let's just say I want to keep the mystery going till you come to our hotel room door. Getting ready in front of you kind of kills that mystery."
"My my baby, you are going all out."
"I happen to think you're worth it," She replied affectionately.
"That's good to know, I'll see you soon. I love you Baby Girl."
"Love you too Handsome."

Penelope went downstairs to the function room downstairs to check on the final details for the party the following day. Penelope's first thought was to have the party at home, but the thought of preparing and clean up was something that she didn't want to endure. She wanted to be able to spend the evening celebrating with her husband stress free. When everything seemed in order she took a quick swim in the pool downstairs before getting ready for the evening. She was literally just slipping her shoes on when a knock came to her door. She looked through the peep hole and grinned at the sight of her husband,

"My you are Handsome," she greeted opening the door.
"And you are beautiful as always my love. Beautiful enough for me to want to just stay here all night," he said with a grin.
"Oh no you don't Mister, I worked really hard to get this beautiful only to have you consume me in here as your dinner." Penelope protested jumping back from his well intended grasp.
"Your beauty is natural, no work necessary. I keep telling you that. Besides, it's my birthday, so I should get what I want and all I want is you." There was a predatory glint in his eyes as he closed the distance between them, pulling his wife towards him and kissing her deeply. Penelope gasped as his hands travelled all over her body, his mouth finding that soft spot behind her ears
"No fair." She mumbled breathlessly as he picked her up and gently placed her on the bed before continuing to devour his wife, inch by inch.

Hours later, they were both spent. Penelope giggled as she heard Derek's stomach grumble angrily.
"That's your fault, I was willing to feed you first before having my way with you but you just couldn't wait."
"Well you put that dress on and it's fair game baby. You know what that dress does to me,"
"Hmm, it is the dress we conceived our little Princess in." Much to Penelope's surprise it still fit like a glove, despite the rarity of occurrence in which she wore it.
"Room Service?" he suggested. Penelope shrugged her shoulders,
"We could have McDonalds right now and I wouldn't care." she replied as she snuggled deeper into his embrace. Derek chuckled and reached for the Menu. After much deliberation they settled on what to order.

When the food came Derek had gotten up while Penelope stayed in bed. As he pushed the trolley with their dinner on it he noticed the clothes that she had hung up in closet.

"Baby, how long are we staying here?" Penelope lifted her head from the pillow and smiled,
"Till Sunday. Let's just say you're predictable, so I made reservations for downstairs for tomorrow, and tomorrow is non negotiable because the Hotchner's are dropping Finn off at lunch time so she can have your usually Daddy and Finn time, and she's joining us for dinner."

Usually on their birthdays there was an allocated time for each of their child to just spend time with them, doing whatever they wanted. A walk, rollerblading, mini golf, etc. Mommy and Daddy usually celebrated the night before or after their birthday alone.

"Aww, I'm glad. What's on Finn's agenda tomorrow?" he asked curiously.
"I think I see dancing in your future, and I don't mean the waltz." Penelope answered with a smirk as Derek groaned, knowing his daughter they were going to end up at some Daddy and Me Hip Hop class.
"I'm a little sad that I won't have that time with Jordan this year," he admitted.
"Don't worry Baby, I'm sure you can squeeze it in on his next visit. I know how badly he wanted to be here for your birthday. He'll call tomorrow. You'll be able to talk to him then."
"So you really put that dress on today knowing you wouldn't get as far as this side of the door?" he asked mischievously
"What can I say my Love, you have gotten predictable."