Hello again! First off, Thanks so much for all of the reviews, favorites, and followings. YOU GUYS ROCK! Okay, so I know some of you want Penelope to be pregnant with the genetically perfect offspring of the one and only, Derek Morgan (I mean I want that, too, no doubt!) But I have had this particular idea in my head for a while, so I hope you will still enjoy what's to come. So, who's ready for chapter 2?

Recap

"Penelope," he started slowly. "Are you—are you pregnant?" he asked, sounding like he was losing the ability to speak.

"Yes, Derek," Penelope started, with fresh tears pooling in her eyes. "I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Derek airlessly whispered; it felt like someone had knocked the air out of his lungs. And he couldn't understand why. Well, part of him did know. But he wasn't ready to admit that yet.

Maybe if he had admitted it earlier, this situation would make him feel alive and not like he was struggling to breathe.

"Yeah, I know. Crazy, right?" Penelope said as she wiped her eyes and then looked up at Derek. Really looked. He looks ready to pass out she thought. His whole form looked almost fragile. "Derek?" she asked.

"Hmm?" he responded. He finally looked up and met Penelope's face. Derek could tell from the look in her eyes that she was worried, not just about the news that was revealed, but about him. Man up, Derek he thought to himself. Man up, and start acting like her best friend!

"Er" Derek started, then cleared his throat. "Congratulations, Baby Girl," he said, trying to get his face to match the sentiment in his voice. It must have worked because she smiled slightly.

"Um, let's go in the living room so we can talk," Penelope said as she picked the test up off the floor and walked past Derek to leave the bathroom. She could him hear him following behind her as they made their way to sit on her couch. They sat where they could face each other; with Penelope on the right and Derek on the left. Both sitting quietly for a minute, before Penelope broke the silence.

"So… you must have some questions for me?" she started, hesitantly. Penelope bit her lip and without consciously knowing it, had one hand on her stomach.

Derek, being the profiler that he was, noticed that hand. And it's position on her body. "You love that baby already, don't you?" he said as her nodded toward her.

"What do you mean?" Penelope answered with a puzzled expression. Not even noticing that she had brought the other hand to rest on her belly.

"I mean, you just found that you're pregnant; but the way you're sitting with your hands on your stomach means you're trying to protect it," Derek said, smiling slightly.

Penelope looked down at her belly and then back up at Derek's face. He was smiling a little brighter now, which made her smile as she responded. "How do you figure that?"

"It's your maternal instincts; they're kicking in already."

"Sounds like someone's been talking to Dr. Reid," Penelope smirked.

Derek chuckled. "Yeah. That and JJ did the same thing when she was pregnant with Henry. And Sarah did it, too."

"Yeah," Penelope said, nodding her head. Mentally preparing herself to ask the next question. "So, I guess you would want to know who the father is?" she said quietly, and diverting her eyes from Derek's.

"I think I can guess," Derek said quietly. He heard Penelope sniffle, and saw she was about to cry. "Hey," he said as her scooted to be beside her, took her in his arms, and brought her head to his chest. "It's gonna be alright, Sweetness," Derek said sweetly as he began stroking her hair.

"N-no it's n-n-not!" Penelope sputtered out as she began to cry harder. She had her arms around Derek's middle and was holding on for dear life. "The f-father of m-my b-b-baby. He. H-he—."

"I know, Penelope, " Derek interrupted as held her a little tighter. "Lynch doesn't want kids," he said through slightly gritted teeth. He felt Penelope nod against his chest as she continued to cry. So, he just held her. He always enjoyed the feeling of holding her. Well he thought I guess I'm holding them now. Hearing she was pregnant was a shock at first. Now; he couldn't help but smile inwardly a little at the thought of holding his Baby Girl and her baby. But there was one more question Derek needed an answer to. "Baby Girl," he started as he kissed her head. "Does he know?"

By now, Penelope had stopped heavily crying. She took a deep breath and exhaled before she replied.

"No," she sighed as she nuzzled her head into Derek's chest. "I literally just found out right before you came over. And right after Kevin left—"

"Wait! He was over here?"

"Uh huh. He proposed. Again," she groaned out. "I think he finally got it through his thick skull this time that I will NEVER be Mrs. Kevin Lynch."

"Yeah; Penelope Lynch doesn't exactly have a nice ring to it," Derek said without thinking. He started to back track when he felt her giggle against his chest.

"Nope. It doesn't," Penelope said, smiling slightly before frowning. "I know I need to tell him. I mean, he does deserve the right to know."

"Even though the right ought to be revoked," Derek tried to say under his breath.

"I know, Baby Boy," Penelope said bringing her hand up to pat the spot on his chest above his heart. Derek grabbed that hand, kissed it, and held it against his chest. That little action caused Penelope to smile. He's a really good friend she thought. "I guess I'll make plans to tell him. Soon."

"Is there anything I can do, Mama?" Derek said as he brought his hand to her chin and titled her face to look up at his.

"Yes, there is, " Penelope started, trying to blink back the tears. "Can you just keeping holding me?" she said, her voice cracking at the end of her question.

"Yeah, Baby Girl," Derek said as he wiped away a few tears that had slipped down her cheeks. "That I can do."

Penelope nodded and brought her head back down to Derek's chest, as the tears started again. Derek kissed her head, and murmured sweet words in her ear. A while later, he noticed how her breathing had evened out and that she was asleep. He could have easily moved to pick her up and carry her to bed, but he didn't want wake her. Not yet. So, he just tightened his arms around her and settled in as best as he could to sleep.

And two best friends spent the night wrapped in each others embrace.

So… I hope you don't hate me for the way that this story is going. But I promise; all things lead to HEA! Thanks for reading :D