A/N: I'm sooooooooooooooo sorry for not posting yesterday – I ended up falling asleep on all of you. I usually post around 2AM but I ended up asleep by midnight. I got about 8-9 hours of sleep, that hasn't happened I weeks O_O.

Anyway, I'm posting now, and will probably post another chapter when I come home after the Christmas Eve celebrations :) I will reply to reviews as soon as possible, but I'm concentrating on getting all of this written ASAP. I have another holiday story up my sleeve, written as soon as this one is done ;)

Three movies, dinner and five beers later Penelope was laughing so hard she nearly cried. Morgan was over the moon with this development, as he had been able to successfully take her mind away from all the hurt Kevin had caused her, just like he always had before. He knew they'd still need to have a talk, he knew he'd have to coax her into letting it all out so hopefully he could bring back her Christmas spirit. It just wasn't the same without her cheer. And to be honest, he had missed her so much the last few weeks, that he'd do anything to have her at his side again.

"I can't believe you actually said that," she hiccuped, while Morgan bowed his head, running his hands over it and then looking up at her with a big smile. The story was embarrassing, certainly, but he didn't mind at all. She was the only one he'd tell such stories to anyway, and he knew she'd never abuse of his trust to get back at him or anything. She knew pretty much everything about him anyway, and he thought he knew about everything about her too, although the did feel that the past few years they'd grown a distance between them, and the feeling of loss had only grown due to Kevin's insistence she spend most of her time with him. He didn't like it at all, but she had made her choice, and she was happy with it, so he never once said anything about it.

"What can I say, she was moving way too fast," he admitted, "And she was like totally not my type either." He shook his head, a smile still on his lips at the recollection, missing the tears starting to build up in Penelope's eyes.

"Hey, hey, Sweetheart, did I say something?" he worried about her when he looked up again, trying to think what could've set her off suddenly like that.

"No," she smiled through her tears, looking away, "No, it's not you."

"Tell me" He whispered against her ear, after wrapping his arms around her, holding her close. He didn't have to explain what he wanted her to tell him, she understood he wanted to know what was wrong. She took a big breath, opened her mouth, then closed it again, sat back against the armrest, her feet propped up on Morgan's lap, and almost absentmindedly he started massaging her feet. She'd kicked off her high heels hours ago, but he saw she was still tense. Truth be told, as much as he loved her shoe style, he never quite understood how she could stand up in them, much less run around as quick as she did.

"Kevin... Kevin got engaged," she finally said after another minute or so of silence, "Three weeks ago."

Morgan just nodded, that coincided with what JJ had told him. Except … JJ was under the firm impression that Kevin had asked Penelope to marry him.

"Not to me," she clarified, stumped by her best friend's silence, who was trying to add up everything.

"JJ told me he asked her to invite you for the afternoon to decorate your apartment. She thought he was going to ask you." Morgan softly urged her on.

"JJ asked me to go out with her and Henry. Of course I said yes, she knew I'd say yes, I barely get to see him, with our schedules and Kevin usually hates it when I'm gone all afternoon, but I couldn't pass up on that and he seemed happy I would see Henry," Penelope closed her eyes, rethinking the moment. Morgan said nothing, just gently looked at her, rubbing her feet.

"I went all afternoon, and I could tell something was up from the way JJ was around me," Penelope smiled a little, looking up at him, "You probably wouldn't tell but I picked up a thing or two from you profilers."

"You're smarter than all of us combined, except maybe for Reid," Morgan quipped, "Of course you did."

"Well, I asked JJ why she kept asking how things were going with Kevin, and she kept talking about things … you and me did," Pen hesitated, not sure how to continue. "She only told me Kevin would be waiting for me when I got home, and he had a surprise for me."

Morgan nodded again, not wanting to interrupt her, seeing from the way she swallowed away a lump in her throat that now came the difficult part. Instead of talking, he just grabbed her hand and softly rubbed it with his thumb.

"Not the kind of surprise I had in mind, when I came home, and all of Kevin's stuff was gone. It wasn't that much, but still. He went through albums and took out every picture that existed of him and me. Deleted them from my computer," she paused, "Well, the ones he had access too. Boy doesn't know how to get through my safety," she scoffed.

"He was never ever as good as you," Morgan smiled, and he was relieved to see her smile back. Talking about it seemed to really improve her mood, and it made him wonder why she had been so upset for the past three weeks. Because it didn't seem to be so much the fact she was no longer with Kevin, it seemed to be the reason why he broke up with her. But somehow, he doubted she was going to tell him willingly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked instead, trying to get to the root of the problem, "You know I would've been there, I'd have talked to him. Instead, you lock yourself up and you try and change yourself."

She shrugged, not really wanting to tell more. The truth was too embarrassing. She'd said more than she wanted to already.

"You said he got engaged..." Morgan prodded again, as his previous approach didn't work.

"Yeah. I went to his apartment, I thought..." Her voice trailed off, and she just lifted her hand, then let it drop again in defeat, "I thought I at least deserved an explanation."

"Did you get one?" He took her hand in his again, giving her the support she needed.

"Yes," She bowed her head, but he wouldn't let her be drawn into herself again, nudging her on by raising their joined hands to her face, lifting her chin.

"What did he say?" To him, it was a certainty that Kevin had said something. He'd never had a good opinion of the man, and, he told himself, seeing his baby girl like this confirmed him in his thought it wasn't just jealousy which made him despise him so much.

"I arrived there, and a woman opened the door," Garcia swallowed her tears away, looking away, "She presented herself as his girlfriend, pardon, fiancee."

She rolled her eyes and laughed, mimicking the woman's tone, but it was bitter, and Morgan did everything he could to control himself not to get up and give Lynch a piece of his mind.

"Kevin came out, and he laughed at me," Penelope continued, "He said he tried, but he wanted someone normal. Someone like her. That I'd never find someone if I didn't change. He said... I left, and that was that."

"Oh baby girl, he doesn't know what he is missing," Morgan reassured her, cupping her face, softly caressing her cheek with his thumb, "He has no idea."

A/N: Still liking it? Make my holidays ;)