Season of Love
Episode 7
November 2011
"Oh hell no," Derek Morgan grumbled, from under the blankets, as he heard his cell phone go off with his boss's ring tone.
"Ignore it," Penelope panted, breathlessly, "and that is an order!"
Derek chuckled. The sound of them kissing filled the air before he tossed back the blanket and grabbed his phone off the night stand. After listening to the message he said "Damn it."
"That is not the curse word I was longing to hear come out of your mouth tonight."
Hovering over her, he brushed back her hair and said "Sorry. It looks like our last few days off have come to an abrupt end." Giving her a scorching kiss, he then whispered against her lips "At least we made the most out of them."
She giggled sexily. "You can say that again, stud."
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"And I thought I was distracted," JJ said to Derek, as she found him staring off into space while sitting in a room at the police station.
Her voice jarred him out of his thoughts. "I was just thinking...this unsub might not be a focusing on teenagers because he is sexually attracted to them but instead because they remind him of himself at that age."
"Nice try but you weren't thinking about the case just now." She gave him a knowing smile.
He chuckled softly and cupped the back of his neck. "So you know why I'm distracted, what's up with you?"
"Long story and not nearly as happy as yours. I remember when I used to get lost in thoughts of Will too...God, that seems so long ago now."
"Remember, JJ, that even if it's hard it's worth it."
"I know. It just is really hard sometimes...and I hate that...but all I can do is hang in there, right? For every fight, bad day and rough patch there is also those perfect days and nights that I wouldn't trade for anything. It all evens out in the end. At least I hope so."
"And you'd get bored quick if it was all roses and champagne anyway, right?"
JJ smiled a little. "Right." Looking at the board that had the victims from this case on it, she added "No chance of boredom setting in on this job, though, is there?"
"No chance of that."
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Days later, Penelope was filled with anxiety because she hadn't been able to contact her team in hours. The phones and internet had all gone out after the most recent tornado.
When her phone finally rang she quickly answered it. "Morgan?"
"Hey, sweetheart, don't worry. We all made it through the storm. The unsub wasn't so lucky though."
"Oh my, okay, my heart can calm down now. Are my super crime fighting brigade heading back my way soon?"
"As soon as we get cleared for take off."
"Mother nature, be kind. I need my man back in my arms."
Derek chuckled. "And your man needs to be back in your arms. Trust that, baby girl."
Penelope smiled brightly at hearing those words. "I can't stop thinking about..."
"That was some first date, huh?"
"Hells yeah, it was."
They both grinned at the memory of the night that started with drinks after work, flirting hardcore the whole time, his hand on her thigh and then under her skirt, her taking his hand and pulling him outside into the crisp fall air, where they started to kiss.
It felt like they barely came up for airs for days after that.
After years of dancing around the idea of being together they both had almost given up on it ever happening. And then it did.
And now all she wanted was for him to come home so it could happen over and over again.