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"JJ, for the last time, will you please leave me alone?" Garcia playfully pushed her friend away, discreetly stifling a laugh at the hurt expression on JJ's pouting face. The two women had been in the former's office for the past twenty minutes, playing a continuous game of verbal volleyball.

JJ crossed her arms defiantly. "No, I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened between you and Morgan last night." She gave a firm nod to support her point, oblivious to the childish appearance she was emanating.

Garcia rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "I told you, nothing happened." Even though it was a lie, and the only thing she wanted to do right now was blissfully recall the events of the previous night to JJ, she knew it would distract the both of them from work that so desperately needed to be finished. It seemed to Garcia, though, the opposite was doing exactly that as well.

JJ cocked an eyebrow, doubting her word. "Oh, yeah? Then why, at exactly 8:17 this morning, Derek Morgan walked into the lobby whistling. Whistling, Garcia! Might I remind you that Morgan is not a whistling type of person. He never whistles. Ever. Period. All the years I've known him, not once have I ever heard him whistle." JJ ignored the cocked eyebrow and quiet laughter coming from her friend, and continued on. "Then, at precisely 8:21, we got on the elevator together and he started to hum."

Garcia's features were etched with mirth at the bizarre conversation she was having. "Let me guess, Derek is not a humming type of person, he never hums, in all the years you've known him, he's never hummed?"

JJ glared at Garcia, but by this time, the latter had turned back to her monitors, fingers poised over the keyboard. "Look, I know something happened between you two. For the past two days, both of you have been moping around and ignoring the other, and then all of a sudden one is practically bursting into song and the other is secluded in their office, grinning like she's just won the lottery?"

Garcia gave her a skeptical look. "Don't you think you're blowing things a little out of proportion?"

"No."

This drew a laugh from her, and she whirled to face the monitors once more, "JJ, you know you'll never let me hear the end of it if I tell you right now, and chronicling the every action of Derek Morgan isn't going to help. Besides, Hotch is going to come looking for you any second now. I don't want him breathing down out necks." She swatted JJ's backside in an effort to get her out of the room. "I promise I'll tell you as soon as we're out of here, with big cups of chamomile tea in our hands and comfy socks adorning our feet, okay? Now, vamos!"

JJ held up her hands in mock surrender. "Going, going, gone."

Garcia shook her head, a hint of a smile still carved onto her face. Her thoughts wandered over to the events of last night, and her grin grew. Morgan and she had stayed up the whole night and a better part of the morning, talking, kissing, and laughing, until the point where Derek had to go, leaving her with a smile, many kisses, and promises of seeing her later that day.

A knock at the door startled her, and she spun around in her chair to face the door. At this rate, she was never going to get any work done. "JJ, if that's you, so help me God, I will-"

Derek Morgan entered the tiny office and silently shut the door behind him, his eyes dancing. "Catch you at a bad time?"

Garcia shook her head and blushed. Ever since they had first kissed, she had found that she couldn't even think about him without her face going red. To avoid further embarrassment, she turned away. "No. But the whistling didn't help much."

"What?"

Looking at Morgan over her shoulder, she grinned at him. "Oh, nothing, sweetcheeks. People have just been increasingly annoying today. In a good way though."

He walked closer, his warm, soft hands gently beginning to knead her shoulders. Emitting a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, listening to his silky smooth voice. "Yeah, I noticed JJ getting kicked out of your office. Nothing to do with me, I hope."

She shrugged, a smile lighting up her face when he dropped his hands and angled her seat around so that he could look at her. "Trust me, handsome, no more you than me."

Morgan smiled, and pulled her up, crushing her against his hard body. "That's good to know." he whispered into her ear, and tilted her face so that her lips could meet his.

That was how Hotch found them, Derek with one hand on the small of her back, the other in Penelope's hair, while she stood on her tiptoes, her hands cupping his face. Unsure of whether to scold them or completely disregard the situation, he gave a little cough to alert them of his presence, and the two sprung apart, guilty looks adorning their expressions.

"Garcia, where are those files from the Mayer case I need?"

Garcia's face was a fiery red, and her words stumbled and tripped out of her mouth as she tried to compose herself. "The- the CIRG just filed their report, and I'm updating the folder right now. I'll send it to you right away, sir."

He gave a short nod and a gruff smile. "Okay, send them to me when they're ready."

She nodded. "Right away."

Hotch gave them both one last questioning look and left, shutting the door behind him. Morgan blew out a breath of relief and turned towards Garcia, sharing a silent laugh. "Is it just me, or does he have horrible timing, sweetness?"

"Horrible timing sounds about right." She grinned at him and rushed over to her screens, quickly and efficiently sending over the document Hotch had needed. She hit the enter key and collapsed into her seat. "There. Done."

Morgan pulled her back up yet again. "And now we can continue where we left off." Just as he was about to kiss her, she pulled away.

"Nu-uh, handsome. I'm not taking the chance of Hotch catching us yet again." She patted his cheek playfully and turned back to work.

Morgan stared at her back for a second, his want for her slowly getting stronger every passing second. He rubbed her back, a mischievous look in his eyes. "Okay, so we'll find a different location, away from here."

As much as she wanted to, she shook her head. "How about tonight? I'll meet you somewhere, anywhere."

"Out first official date?"

"You could say that."

She smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss. "I'll see you at eight."

He pulled her towards him and deepened the kiss, pouring every bit of his desire for her into it. When he finally pulled away, she felt a bit disoriented. He grinned. "Eight, then."

A/N: Mostly a filler chapter to get them going, but what do you guys think? It's alright in my opinion, as JJ and Rossi are the two hardest characters for me to write and JJ came off more like Garcia than I'd hoped. I actually cut two scenes from the chapters because they seemed a bit of the same to the one with JJ. But oh well, I promise the next chapter will be lengthy and full of MG goodness. Remember, read, review and enjoy!