Long Nights

Morgan and Garcia

Chapter Four

July 2010

Derek had quickly jumped out of bed after Penelope went in the bathroom and got some clothes out so he could get dressed. Once he heard the shower come on he roughly stroked his dick to a very quick, not too satisfying, release. He had morning wood and the sight of Penelope looking all rumpled and sex Goddess-like just moments before when she had climbed out of bed was stuck in his head. Meaning his boner was not going away on its own. Not as long as she was nearby. Naked in a shower with warm water caressing her gorgeous cream shaded body and soaking her firecracker red hair. That image alone would be enough to keep him hard for hours.

Her scent lingered on the sheets and pillows. It was a smell he could not get enough of.

Last night was the first time he ever slept with her in the same bed, limbs tangled together, and before they had fallen asleep he could tell she was getting turned on by the whole experience. He could smell her wetness. That made him so hard he had to roll away from her.

Never in all the years that they had known each other had he been lucky enough to smell her arousal. Most of the time they got dirty with each other there was a phone up to their ears. In person they were respectful of each other's boundaries. Every touch sparked fire and so Derek was sure to limit their contact to sweet hugs, shoulder rubs, and forehead kisses. The most intimate way they touched was his hand on her back.

He had lusted after her from the start but didn't call it love till the day they got in a fight about if Derek would seriously want to date Penelope. If any hot guy would. And then she was shot. His world turned over. It took less than one minute after he heard the details of why his baby girl was in the hospital before the doctor came out and said she was lucky and she would survive.

That was the worse minute he had ever known. Even with the horrible things that he had seen and the awful things that had happened to him that minute was like no other. Because she was the light in his world and she was sweet, innocent, and good. No one should hurt her. He felt like he should have stopped it somehow.

After that he just had to say aloud that he loved her. The words were bubbling in his throat for days but he wanted to focus on getting her strong and not on himself and his feelings. Finally a moment came when he could tell her.

And she said it back. His heart had been in his throat as his confession fell from his lips but when he heard how easily she returned the words he felt warmth flood him. That was a good moment for them. Their friendship deepened and became so much more entrenched in his soul. It was like all the fun non-stop flirting they had done in their early years had bonded them in a way he never could be to anyone else in all the world.

Penelope knew him best. She understood his work. She knew his past. She knew his pain. She knew what made him laugh. She figured out his fears, even if he never told her, and she knew how to make the hurt ease. So, of course, as time went on he got more and more taken with her charms.

But, being a guy, it wasn't till the moment he learned another man was in her bed that Derek's gut twisted, his blood boiled, his head pounded, fingers clenched, and he knew it: he was in love and he wasn't gonna fall back out ever again.

Fast forward two years and a couple months and that guy was now history in Pen's world. But Derek was still hanging on. And he could not be happier that he had this chance to ask her to be his girl and then to be his wife.

Soon he would ask.

He needed to do it very soon because every day since she had become single three weeks before he had been like a live wire primed for sex. It had been years and years since he had emotional sex with someone. He always kept a distance from his lovers- especially after meeting Penelope. Before that he went for seven years after college just playing the field and being a womanizer. He didn't like to lie to woman that he could give them anything serious so he always said up front what he could offer. After meeting Penelope though he offered her all the things he didn't other women. All the little things that add up to make a couple.

The only thing that they didn't share together by this time was sex and living under the same roof. But give them time. If she could open her heart and move beyond friendship with him he was sure they would have it all and it would be phenomenal.

First he had to get through this damn case though and through sleeping next to her without putting any moves on her. At least it was morning now and work was on their agenda. He could push sex off his mind finally.

Then he heard it. A sound that was unmistakable drifted out of the bathroom. Oh fuck! How sexy and so much what he really did not need to hear right now.

Penelope had just let out a series of moans. Derek jerked on his clothes and headed for the door. He would wait for her outside, keeping an eye on the door to make sure she was safe but also getting him some much needed fresh air. When she was done in the bathroom then he would use it to wash up, shave, brush his teeth and splash enough cool water on him to take his tempeture, hopefully, down to a more reasonable level so he could focus on catching on unsub today, and not just on the gorgeous red head tech kitten that was tempting him nearly beyond the level of this man's willpower.

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It was thirty hours later when Penelope and Derek stumbled, bleary eyed, back into the room.

The dead body the team went to investigate this morning was not the work of the unsub. Instead it was a local man who was wandering the trailer park drunk when one of his neighbors, freaked out by the recent rapes and murder, had shot him. The man had mistakenly been trying to go in the wrong back door, due to his inebriation. He was jerking hard on the flimsy door and grunting, groaning and cursing. This woke up the woman inside. She called 911 but didn't wait for the sheriff to get there. As soon as the door opened she fired her shot gun and the man went flying backwards.

The BAU team decided to spend all night staking out the two trailer parks. They were in three different cars. Hotch and Garcia were together, Reid, Morgan and JJ were together, and Rossi and Prentiss were in the third vehicle. That vehicle was borrowed from the motel worker because the team had only rented two SUVs before making the long drive into this remote desert town.

They didn't come across the unsub and so far there was no report of a rape or body being found. But they were on edge waiting for it to come. Everyone was frustrated and exhausted.

Penelope dropped her purse on the table in the motel room, as she pulled hair clips out of her hair, "Right about now this grimy bed looks like heaven."

"I hear you, mama. I'm beat too."

"I wish we could have gotten something I could use to narrow down the search for this guy. I know the answer is on my babies if I could just figure out what I need to be looking for."

"We'll get him. But not if we don't sleep. Come on. We got six hours and I plan to spend every second of it out like a light." Derek ripped off his t-shirt and tossed it on a chair.

Penelope's eyes went dark with lust. She licked her lips.

Derek wasn't paying attention to her. He was rooting around his go-bag. Once he had his shaving bag, C.P.D. shirt and jogging shorts in his hands he turned to look at Penelope, was who standing there practically drooling over him.

Their eyes met and suddenly the air was sizzling with pent up sexual tension.

Breaking the moment Penelope hitched a thumb over her shoulder. "You wanna grab a shower?"

"I will when we get up. I just wanna wash my face and get changed."

"Okay." Her heart pounded hard as he walked closer to her and then pass her, nearly brushing against her in the small room. She turned and watched him as he went to the bathroom.

In the doorway he stopped and looked at her. His eyes burned with unmistakable lust- or else she was seriously seeing things.

She startled a little and said "I think I'll shower before trying to crash."

"I'll be quick." Derek disappeared into the bathroom.

Penelope's heart was pounding out of control. Her breathing turned shallow. Putting a hand over her own heart she whispered "Down girl."

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Derek was so exhausted that he fell asleep while Penelope was taking a shower but when she slipped onto the bed he immediately jostled half awake, reaching for her and pulling her against him. The scent of her freshly scrubbed skin invaded his nose: sweet, fruity and perfectly her.

"Mmm, baby girl," he murmured, sleepily as he pressed her head onto his chest, as if he did this everyday and it was normal and natural.

He wasn't really thinking in that moment. He wasn't even really fully awake. It was just instincts taking over in his sleep deprived body. Once she was settled against him, her warm and curvy weight feeling like the best blanket he had ever known, he let out a contented sigh and fell back into a deeper slumber.

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Penelope was completely burning with desire at the moment. She had tired to sneak into bed with Derek but he felt her next to him as soon as she sat down. Eyes still closed he moved quick to bring her down and into his arms, and that's where she now lay, her body throbbing with want and him sleeping like it was no big deal to be all curled up together.

Tell that to her nipples that were so hard they could cut glass. Or her twitching pussy that begged for her to reach down and rub her clit so she could find some release.

But that wasn't gonna happen with half her body resting on top of Derek.

Instead she just tried to ignore how good he felt underneath her. His six pack abs were a tight package of muscles hidden under his old, worn out t-shirt but she could feel them, even if she couldn't see them. His thighs were all muscle too- powerful and strong from his near daily jogs and his long bike rides. Same thing for his arms, which he used to do about a thousand pull ups a day.

What was a girl to do but lust after him?

Penelope hooked a leg over Derek's leg and snuggled closer, sighing in a mix of lustiness and miserableness at her frustrated sexual state.

Just then, reacting to her moving, he shifted and his hand landed right on her ass. The spot where his hand lay on her pajama pants felt like it was scorching her.

She squeezed her eyes shut and prayed for the sweet relief of sleep.