The Protector

A Criminal Minds Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I own no names or places associated with Criminal Minds. Only the story is mine.

Chapter one

Chicago - Ten years ago

Derek Morgan wasn't usually a proud man, but his heart swelled with pride when men took a double take at his wife, Jessi. Sometimes he had to wonder what he'd done to find favor with this beautiful woman who lived in her silent world.

Yes, Jessi was deaf. However, that didn't deter him from noticing her beauty. Her waist length black hair, her tanned skin glowed from the vacation they'd taken to Panama City, Florida. She was a vision in her purple dress.

They'd met, quite by coincedence. Derek had moved up the police force ladder to Sergent. His first solo case was at the local park. Two gang banger wanna bes had tried to sexually assault a deaf girl.

When the case had gone to trial, the prosecuter, and go between the deaf community and the rest of the world was Jessi. Derek was impressed. She lived in a silent world, but she held nothing back while in the courtroom. He'd asked her to coffee, with the intent to learn sign languge. He'd never realized that two years later that they'd be married.

The two were walking back to their apartment from a family dinner at a local resturant. It was his mother's birthday. Derek and his two sisters had always taken their mother out. Jessi had her reservations. It was the first time that she'd met his family. What would his family say to him married to a deaf girl who was also white?

Her fears melted when she met Derek's mother. She accepted her new daughter in law and playfully chided her son for not having a traditional church wedding.

Derek unlocked the door to their apartment, allowing Jessi to go in first. She made her way to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes and prepare for the big court case the next day. Derek made his way to the livingroom and sifted thru the mail that had a tendency to pile up on the coffee table.

he heard a sound and noticed that Jessi had come out of the bedroom dressed in her grey sweats and his Chicago Cubs t-shirt. He felt himself go hard at the sheer sight of her in comfortable clothes. She was sexy as hell.

With a smile, his attention was drawn back to the mail. He flipped thru the junk mail. An opened letter addressed to Jessi caught his eye. He read the letter and a gasp caught in his throat.

He walked to kitchen and saw that Jessi's back was to him. He wrapped his arms around her small waist, startling her.

She turned around. "You okay," she signed.

"My day just got better," he signed back.

Her quizical look almost made him laugh. He showed her the letter.

"I found out today, I meant to tell you, but with your mom's party, everything got crazy. You're not mad that I didn't tell you?"

He pulled her to him in a hug, then he looked down at her so that she could see his face. "I love you, Jess."

She smiled at him. Derek got on his knees so that he was eye level to her stomach.

He said audibly to her stomach, "I love you too, little one." He pulled her sweats down enough to expose her still flat stomach. His hand laid where his son or daughter rested. He kissed her stomach, mentally vowing to protect them both. His arms went around her waist and pulled her to him so that his ear was against her stomach. he imagined he could hear the baby. His hand went up her lower back in carressing motions.

Derek heard Jessi sigh. He felt her hands massaging her shoulders. He stood up and kissed Jessi.

He lifted her so that she was sitting on the counter. His hands went up underneath her shirt to her breasts. He massaged them causing another sigh from Jessi.

Jessi wrapped her legs around Derek's waist. She removed her shirt and then unbuttoned his white dress shirt. Her hands massaged his chest, while her mouth left a fire trail of kisses in the wake of her hands.

Derek felt like he was losing control. he felt the moisture of want seepin thru Jessi's sweats against his stomach. He gathered her to him and carried her to the bedroom.

He gently laid her on the bed. He kissed her stomach. He looked her.

"The African warrior ascesses his situation," he signed. "Should he go north to the life giving mountains, or go south to the water that awaits him?"

He kissed and sucked her breasts. He was driving Jessi wild. She clawed at his back. Derek licked his way to her stomach. He removed her sweats, thankful for the fact that she never wore panties to bed. He spread her legs, his tongue going strait to the nest of curls that were soaked with want. His tongue flicked at her clit, causing Jessi's back to arch. she wanted to climb the walls. This man that had come to her for tutoring in the American Sign Language, was driving her insane.

Derek kissed his way back to her mouth. Never breaking this erotic kiss, he gently flipped himself to back, giving her control.

Jessi was straddling Derek's waist. she looked at him. "The African warrior makes his back to his woman," she signed, "He leads her to the plentiful food in the South."

Derek smiled. Her signing was like watching poetry in motion. It was fluidity.

Jessi unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them to his ankles. She massaged the bulge that was pushing against his briefs. Derek gasped. Jessi pushed his briefs down against his jeans. She kissed the top of his member. she gave a mischevious look to Derek. Her mouth went over him, allowing his member to go as far at it would go before her gag reflex kicked in. She licked the length of his shaft. Derek groaned. He was near the point of coming.

Jessi felt it too. She moved back up to his waist. She allowed his member to enter her. she began rocking up and down, her jet black hair falling down her back like a dark river.

Derek looked at her. She had her eyes closed. her mouth opened up in a silent scream.

Derek withdrew his member. He sat up and kissed her, his hands running thru her hair. She looked up at him. "I know what you want."

She positioned herself so that she was on her hands and knees. Derek removed his jeans and briefs. He entered her from behind. He loved this position. The slapping of skin against skin, the fact that he could reach around her and massage her breasts.

He began moving back and forth, his hands going around her back and handling her breasts that were moving in time to his thrusts.

In one fluid moment, Derek's left hand went from Jessi's breast down to her wet curls. He stuck a finger inside her and rubbed her clit.

Jessi's breathing changed. She felt Derek's had too. She leaned into his thrusts. Derek was groaning loudly. He wished that Jessi could hear him.

Derek was coming. His thrusts were deeper now. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "JESSI!" before coming and coating Jessi's inside with his hot seed.

The two of them collasped with Derek's head lying in between her breasts, his hand on her stomach.

While the two of them allowed their naked bodies to cool, they never knew that three years later that one event would drive them so far apart...