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Flashbacks

'What about Love?'—Heart

I've been lonely
I've been waiting for you
I'm pretending and that's all I can do
The love I'm sending
Ain't making it through to your heart
You've been hiding, never letting it show
Always trying to keep it under control
You got it down and you're well
On your way to the top
But there's something that you forgot

What about love
Don't you want someone to care about you
What about love
Don't let it slip away
What about love
I only want to share it with you
You might need it someday

I can't tell you what you're feeling inside
And I can't sell you what you don't want to buy
Something's missing you got to
Look back on your life
You know something here just ain't right

What about love
Don't you want someone to care about you
What about love
Don't let it slip away
What about love
I only want to share it with you

What about love
Don't you want someone to care about you
What about love
Don't let it slip away
What about love
I only want to share it with you

Oh love
Oh oh what about love
Yeah
What about love
Love love love
What about what about love
Oh love

She left. Penelope, she was Derek Morgan's Baby Girl, his God-Given Solace was gone. The team, Derek included, was out on the job, and when the team got back, she wasn't at the office. Everybody just figured it was late, and she did have a boyfriend to go home to. 'We'll see her in the morning' they all thought.

Well, morning came and gone, and there was no Penelope there. Instead, there was another girl in her bunker, and all traces of Penelope were long gone. JJ, the first one to find out, was surprised. She and Penelope had been close friends. Derek, Penelope Garcia's supposed best friend did not find out until they got a case a couple hours later. Prentiss told him, when he'd asked her to call Garcia about something. And after that Morgan's world make no sense after that. All he could think about was 'She's gone, and I'm alone now.'

Derek's girlfriend, Tamara, was not happy that he was so broken hearted over that fact. She understood he'd just lost a good friend. But they weren't close enough for him to be so sad. In fact, since they'd been dating, she'd never once seen them hanging out together, or heard of them hanging out together while she'd been at work. So she did not understand the fact that now when he had time off, all he did was sit down in his dark house with Clooney and a beer, drinking himself into oblivion, and then working himself into exhaustion at work, every day, when he used to always try and spend time with her. Yes, losing a friend is very hurtful, but well, was it really that bad? It's not like she was dead. She had just moved away. Actually, no one had any idea as to where Penelope was at, come to think of it.

Derek, well… a mess was a nice way of saying how he was. At work, she was all he could think about, no matter how important the case was, and how much he wanted to solve it. After work, all he could think was about the time they'd spent together, at her apartment, at his house, at the bullpen, at the bar. Anywhere, and all the time's they'd spent together, anytime he got tot hear her sexy voice, to be in her glorious presence.


"Hey, Baby Girl. What's tonight's movie? Because, baby, I can only watch so many musicals before I get tired of them," said Derek.

It was Wednesday night, they'd finished the case and gotten home just in time for Morgan and Garcia to have they movie night. The last two movie nights Penelope had picked the movie, and sadly he'd had to watch Moulin Rouge and Chicago, and he'd already heard her singing horribly off-key 'I'll Cover You,' and he was terrified of having to endure another musical. Although, he really wouldn't complain since he'd be spending time with Penelope, and any and all time with Penelope, and he'd watch 'Dora, the Explorer' if it meant spending time with her.

"O, ho, ho, my darling. We are no where near done with watching musicals. Today, well, today's is RENT! And, you, my chocolate god, will just have to put up with it, while we cuddle. Plus, I got your favorite. Honey chicken with fried rice, and eggrolls."

"You, baby girl, are a genius. I knew there was a reason why I loved you!" said Derek, giving Penelope his trademark Derek smile that made all women weak at the knees, Penelope included, and pulling her into a hug.

After they had their food, Derek spent the rest of the night cuddling up with his baby girl, while she watched RENT! For the millionth time.


That had been one of the last nights they'd spent together before life got in the way. Lynch started taking up more of her time, and Tamara had started taking more of Derek's. And now she was gone. And he was alone. And his girlfriend, the woman he supposed to care about, well, she was leaving too, as they all did, but he couldn't bring himself to care. But, well, after Pen was gone, he just didn't care about were Tam was or who with.

Of course, the only reason Derek had to start seeing Tamara was because she needed him. Penelope had her own life, and had no more place in it for Derek. She'd had Lynch. Goodness, how Derek hated Kevin Lynch. But then again he'd made Pen happy.

Speaking of Lynch, he had no idea as to where Penelope was, either, because apparently they'd broken up.


"Lynch? Lynch!" said a storming Derek Morgan walking around the White Collar Fraud department, looking none too pleased to be there.

Kevin Lynch was sitting in his computer desk, with his usual baggy untucked paisley shirt, and brown pants, typing away on one of the desktops. Papers were scattered all over the desk, and he himself didn't look any neater.

"Morgan? What is it?"

"Lynch, I'm going to ask you this once, and I am going to do this nicely. Where is Garcia?" said Derek in the same tone he used when talking to a particularly nasty unsub.

"How should I know? Shouldn't she be in her bunker?" said Lynch.

"I asked nicely, Lynch, and I ain't gonna do it again. Where the hell is Pen?"

"I don't know, man. She dumped me. I haven't talked to her in a while."

"…What?" asked Derek, surprised beyond belief. He hadn't known that.

"Yup. Dumped me. So, I have no idea where she is. Are you sure she left?"

"…Uhh, yeah," said Derek, turning around, walking away from Lynch, who just stared at him, as if he was just a little bit crazy.


So, all in all, no one had a clue. Penelope had just grabbed her stuff, told Chief (pain-in-the-ass) Strauss that she was leaving, and left. That was it.

And now, Derek had just realized he was done pretending. He spent years of his life pretending that Penelope was just like Desiree and Sara, but she wasn't. Not even close. He spent months hiding behind Tamara, but that wasn't working either.

And it was all affecting his work. Derek loved the BAU, but he loved it more when his Baby Girl was there. Now he snapped at everybody, was moody, and absolutely hated the new tech person.


"Hey, ba--, Trenton, sorry. I need you to find me this man's file, anything and everything you can," said Morgan to the new tech. The team was in Baton Rouge, looking for a sadistic teenage girl killer, with the body count up 'til 6 girls, as of that morning.

"I already sent everything over to JJ, sir," said the tech, used to Agent Morgan's attitude towards her.

"I saw those files, but this killer is young. We need to see if there's an escalation from other crimes, when he was younger. Could you get me his juvie records?" asked Morgan, already out of patience after they found that latest body, even after all the FBI presence.

"I can't get those files, sir. They're sealed."

"Just do it Trenton!"

"…I'll see what I can do, sir."


And that was just snapping at the new team tech. Derek had also snapped at JJ, at Prentiss, at Reid, hell, even at Rossi.

Things just simply weren't worth it for Derek if Penelope wasn't there. He wasn't blind. He really wasn't. He'd really thought she'd wait for him to settle. But how did he not notice that she was done? Done waiting for him? Just done with him and his insensitiveness? Well, that… that he didn't notice. And now, what about love? Their love?