[a/n: so, i've put small 'spacers' in to break up the story better. just ignore them for the most part. also, it's kirsten vangsness' birthday today! if you get the chance, wish her a happy birthday! who is kirsten vangsness? the actress who plays penelope garcia. july 7th! long may it be marked on all calenders! how do i know it's her birthday? some would call it obsession.. i call it complete and utter fascination, or if you like, random fandom. quick parting note as well, the bit that follows this bit maybe a little more.. 'naughty' then the previous bits, and most likely far more so then chapter one. view at your own peril. night night!]

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS OR ANY COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL HERE IN.. i merely dance with the devil in the pale moonlight sometimes...

(some lyrics from 'fire' by the pointer sisters..)

"I'm ridin' in your car, you turn on the radio
You're pullin' me close, I just say no
I say I don't like it, but you know I'm a liar
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire

Late at night, you're takin' me home
You say you wanna stay, I say I wanna be alone
I say I don't love you, but you know I'm a liar
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire

You had a hold on me right from the start
A grip so tight I couldn't tear it apart
My nerves all jumpin', actin' like a fool
Well, your kisses they burn, but my heart stays cool...

Well, Romeo and Juliet, Samson and Delilah
Baby you can bet, a love they couldn't deny
My words say split, but my words they lie
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.."

They had done it. With Garcia's sudden stroke of brilliance, they had managed to locate and capture the Hawaiian hit-man before he had taken the life of another innocent soul. Derek smiled to himself as he remembered seeing the shell shocked twenty-something re-united with his girlfriend. she reminded Derek strongly of Garcia.

"Oh, Thank you!", the girl, named Melanie, had personally shaken Derek's hand afterward, extremely grateful and beaming through her tears, "Thank you so much!"

Derek had chuckled then. "No problem, sweet heart. Just promise me one thing.."

"Anything!", the girl had nodded enthusiastically, her purple glasses slipping down her nose, eager to repay her debt to the FBI agents.

"Make sure you take good care of that boy, you hear?"

The girl had then given Derek a slightly mischievous smirk and purred, "No worries there.."

Derek laughed. Like sisters from another mister really.. "See you later, silly girl." Derek had then turned to leave, but Melanie had called him back.

"Hey! Agent Morgan!"

Derek had turned back with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

The girl had then given Derek a warm, knowing smile. "Who ever she is, she's one lucky girl."

Derek eyes had widened in surprise. "How did you-?"

"You seem like the kind of guy who doesn't go home lonely", the girl shrugged, grinning. "Give her a hug for me?"

Now it was Derek's turn to smirk. "No worries there.."

Melanie had then laughed and waved good-bye to Derek.

{/space/}

Derek's cellphone rang, breaking him out of his thoughts. He opened it and pressed talk.

"How do like pineapple upside-down cake?", Penelope's voice asked from the other end of the call, licking and cleaning her fingers with a rather happy smattering of lip-smacking sounds.

"Sounds like heaven", Derek sighed gratefully. "Listen, we finished the case here. We got him."

"I know", Penelope replied, popping a piece of leftover, juicy pineapple in her mouth, "Hotch called me already. Hench the celebratory, world-famous, mouth-watering, sex-in-your-mouth pineapple upside-down cake."

Derek grinned saucily. "I don't know about cake, but I can think of something else that goes along with the words 'celebratory, world-famous, and mouth-watering.'"

Penelope blushed and nearly chocked on her delicious pineapple. "What?", she coughed, thinking she needed to have her hearing checked. Derek couldn't have just implied what she'd thought he'd implied.

"You know what I said", Derek rumbled sensuously, "I'll see you in a few, princess."

"But I-!", Penelope tried to protest.

"Good-bye, Penelope..", Derek sing-songed, hanging up without further argument. He chuckled to himself. Getting his baby girl worked up was so much fun.

Penelope sat in the middle of her kitchen stunned into lifelessness. She had turned utterly crimson and was almost completely deaf to the sounds of an egg timer going off by the stove. She realized it was warning her of eminent burn-age just in time and rushed to save her awe-inspiring cake. Unfortunately, she forgot her oven mitts, burned her fingers, cursed rather loudly, and rushed to retrieve the mitts from the counter. When she finally managed to safely remove the cake from the oven, she paused, leaning against the counter and breathing rapidly. She was going to kill Derek Morgan..

{/space/}

Hotch was the first one to arrive at the office. He noticed something waiting on the bull pin conference table and a note attached to the glass door. Hotch took down the note with a puzzled expression, but when he read it, a slow smile crept across his face. It read thus, 'Aloha courageous comrades!, Celebratory pineapple upside-down cake for all! Except Morgan, because he needs to apologize to me for something. I have already cut out his piece and it waits at home with me. He can have it when he's ready to be humbled. You can tell him that too. I'm counting on you. Lots of love regardless, Garcia~*' Hotch shook his head in amusement, entering the bull pin to inspect the cake. Sure enough, a sizable chunk of said cake was missing.

"Ah, Sweet!", Reid cheered entering the bull pin moments later and discarding his bag in a spare chair, "Garcia made cake!"

"Yeah", Hotch chuckled, "None for Morgan though."

"Wait, What?", Derek asked sounding hurt and looking thoroughly disappointed as he entered the room, with Rossi and Prentiss close behind.

"Yeah", Hotch confirmed, handing him Penelope's note. "Apparently there's something you've got to apologize for..?"

"In trouble with the girlfriend already", Emily scolded, shaking her head sarcastically, "That's not a good sign.."

"Shut up!", Derek barked, balling up Penelope's note and hurling it playfully at Emily's head. Derek then picked up his jacket that he had flung across the back of the nearest chair and made ready to leave. "I'm going to go over there and straightening that crazy women out", Derek growled, feigning anger. "Ain't nobody keeps me from having pineapple upside-down cake if I god damn well want some."

"Don't hurt yourself", Rossi mumbled under his breath causing everyone including Derek to chuckle and smirk.

{/space/}

Derek was grinning from ear to ear as he pulled into the drive at Penelope's apartment. He looked up and he could see her peeking through the blinds on her window. When she saw him, she quickly ducked away.

Derek chuckled as he shut off the engine and tried to pull a serious talk face.

Penelope paced her apartment nervously, as her television hummed in the background, informing her subconscious that a thunder storm was headed their way. Was it wise to have demanded Derek come over in that odd manner? Was she getting in over her head? Was it too late to just send him on his way with a piece of that blasted cake? Penelope thought these things as she kept pacing, and her heart nearly stopped as her doorbell rang. She took in a deep steadying breath and moved to open the door.

"Who is it?", she asked in a sing-song voice, while both of them knew perfectly well that she knew it was Derek.

"I've come to be humbled", Derek rumbled from the other side of the closed door.

Derek's voice sent shivers down Penelope's spine, but she bravely turned the locks and let him in acting as if she still had the upper hand in the matter. "Good, because you've got some apologizing to do."

"How so?", Derek asked over-sweetly.

Penelope held up her fingers giving Derek an annoyed stare. "You made me burn my precious little digits", she huffed.

A look of concern passed over Derek's face as he took Penelope's hands in his and inspected them. "And how did I manage to do that?"

"Never you mind how!", Penelope warned, turning her nose in the air, "All I want is an apology. They are my way of life you know. I'd be a pretty poor hacker one if I had no good fingers to work with."

Derek broke into a mischievous grin. "Welllllll...", he said, kissing the ends of her scorched bread-winners.

Penelope gave Derek a 'you must be crazy' stare of astonishment. "No", she said, her eyes wide in realization.

Derek just kissed her palms in reply.

"No!", Penelope squealed, trying to rend her hands away from his ever escalating scale of kisses.

"Why not?", he purred, faking innocence, kissing all the way up her arms and into her neck.

"Derek! That's not fair!", she protested, beginning to giggle despite her bid for freedom.

"What is that you said before?", Derek asked, already knowing the answer and planting tickling kisses behind her ears. "'Everything is fair of love and of war'?"

Penelope finally let out a full laugh and sighed happily. "Awww, You've been busy translating, Haven't you?"

"Oui, madame", Derek whispered scintillating into her ear and gently prodding her in her sides, trying to locate her most ticklish spots.

Penelope tried desperately to squirm out of his firm grasp, but it was no use. She was going to be tickled into madness and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Ha ha ha- Derek! Get off me, you fiend! You!- you- monster! Ha ha, hahahahahhhhha.. No!", Penelope laughed, tears in her eyes, as he tickled and kissed relentlessly. "Didn't anyone ever teach you 'no means no'?" Penelope had managed to stand and squirm all the way over to her living room and meant to break free and put the couch between her and her assailant... but Derek had other plans.

He wrestled her down onto said couch and pinned her there, both of them nearly out of breath and giggling like maniacs. "Aw, and here I was thinking you were just playing hard to get", Derek teased, smiling down on his goddess.

"Geez, You're pulling all the punches, Aren't you?", Penelope sauced back, "I'm beginning to feel rather battered."

Derek knitted his brow in mock confusion. "You think I'm being too rough, Do you?"

"Yes", Penelope answered, sticking out her chin defiantly. "I will not be tossed about in this manner."

"Sorry, Sometimes I don't know my own strength", Derek pretended to apologize, letting go of her slightly, and beginning to sit up. Then he smiled wickedly, a devilish grin extending deep into his eyes. "But then again, sometimes I do, in which case-" and then he re-doubled his efforts anew, "you're done for!"

Any further protest on Penelope's part was smothered by a slow methodical kiss from Derek. "Mmph-not fair-mmph", she mumbled against his lips, grinning giddily.

"No, It's not fair, Is it?", Derek mumbled back as best he could, still attacking from all fronts.

Just then, there was a loud crash, then a blinding flash, and then they were plunged into darkness. Penelope and Derek were jarred apart in sudden alertness and fear. And then Penelope realized what it was that had made such a noise and light display.

"The storm..", she breathed in relief, resettling on her back on the couch.

"What?", Derek asked, confused, nerve-endings still sparking like a live wire.

"The news before.. It mentioned there was a storm coming. I guess it kinda snuck up on us..", Penelope explained, smirking up at Derek.

"Yeah", Derek breathed, finally relaxing slightly, "I guess it did.."

"Well, What to do now that the lights have gone out?", Penelope enquired, pretending to have to think. "We could always play flashlight tag.."

Derek turned his loving gaze upon the vision set before him and beheld her in her glory. She smiled serenely up at him, oblivious to her unearthly powers of majesty and bewitchment and he spoke the words that this vision inspired in the soul of his heart, "I have a better idea.." and so he kissed her. He kissed her with all the breath of time and space, with all the feeling of a spirit in bliss, with all the will that a man can possess, he kissed her, and kissed her, and kissed her in one long, unfathomable, undominable, completely cataclysmic kiss. And even when it ended, it still felt to them as if it hadn't. The rain splashed against the window panes, and the thunder rolled throughout and between everything alive and not.

She kissed him back and an echo was forged with the same feelings that continued on beyond understanding.

They were the same. They were one thing, living and breathing and loving.

[a/n: the end is coming. it's just beyond that corner there. i choose pineapple upside-down cake because it matched the theme. now is the dawn of heat lightening love making. you heard me. heat lightening love making. hopefully i have described it properly in the next chappy. thesaurus away! oh, if anyone knows of any good sexy words i could use so i don't repeat over and over again, that would be lovely. :) just post them in a review or what-have-you. cheers!]