I wanted to do one before this but it was not for happening at all, I loved the original scene so much I couldn't change it! PLus it wasn't a phonecall. But this one is.....And so we have reached the end of this one...

Morgan: There's something I really want you to know, Garcia.
Garcia: Save it, just get out!
Morgan: No, no, no, I'm not quite there yet...
Garcia: Morgan...
Morgan: Just listen to me...
Garcia: Morgan, please...
Morgan: You know what you are, Garcia?
Garcia: (bomb in ambulance explodes) Morgan! (pause) Derek? (pause)
Morgan: Garcia? I'll tell you what you are to me. You're my God-given solace. Woman you promise me one thing - whatever happens, don't you ever stop talking to me.
Garcia: I can't right now 'cause I'm mad at you.

Later that night...

Morgan rolled over in the bed, blindly reaching for his ringing mobile on the night stand. Squinting at the name on the screen his heart leapt: Garcia.

"Garcia?" He asked softly as he answered.

The other end of the line was silent. Not a word.

"Baby Girl? What's wrong?" He asked sitting up in bed, worry piercing his heart.

"I almost lost you." Came the unbelievably soft voice over the line and his heart almost broke at the sound. She was scared, terrified even.

"I know, Baby, I know. But you didn't; I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I promise you that." He said with feeling.

"You almost broke that promise earlier..." She said and she sounded defeated. "I can't lose you..." She trailed off and he could hear the lump in her throat, hear the sadness enveloping her voice as the tears threatened to fall.

"Baby." He implored softly. "I am not going anywhere. I swear to you I will not leave you."

She laughed softly. "You can't promise that Morgan, you do a dangerous job. The most you can promise is you'll be careful..."

"I'll be careful Penelope." He said softly getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of boxers as he headed to the door. "I promise you I will not put you through that again." He says, his voice shaking slightly as he realises just how much his phoning her had affected her. "I'm so sorry, I didn't think how phoning you would affect you, I'm so sorry. I just needed help and you were the only one who could do it. You were also the last voice I would have wanted to hear if it'd went wrong. Maybe I did it subconsciously for that reason. But I swear to you I didn't even give thought to the notion that I would not make it out. I put my life in your hands and knew you would save me. I don't know how I knew but I did, you are truly my God Given Solace Penelope Garcia." He said with feeling, gulping as the lump in his throat moved upwards as he padded along the corridor ignoring the looks from the hotel workers as he headed to the one place he needed to be.

He got no reply on the other end of the phone. He could only hear the muffled sobs as she tried to stop the tears from falling at his words.

There was a knock at her door but she refused to answer, instead listening to the words and then the breathing of Derek Morgan, her man, her lover, her soul mate. His breathing was rhythmic and reminded her that he was alive, he was well and truly alive.

"Baby Girl, will you let me in? Will you open the door?" He asked softly and she flew to the door, the phone falling to the floor. But she didn't notice.

The door opened and a blond head wedged under his chin as her arms wrapped around him, clinging on to him as if her life depended on it. He wrapped his arms around her and moved them slowly into the hotel room, closing the door with his foot as he clung to her. He drew from her as much as she drew from him; each clinging to the one person in the world who kept them sane, who kept them grounded while showing them all the love in their heart.

He could hear her crying and feel the tears against his chest. In response he held her tighter, his head bending down to her ear he whispered: "I'm right here Baby Girl. I'm not going anywhere. I love you."

"I love you too Derek." She replied softly before lifting her head from his chest, raising her eyes to meet his. "But if you ever do that again I can't be held accountable for my actions." She said, her eyes remaining connected with his the whole time and he could see the inner strength hidden behind the tears.

"I don't doubt that at all Baby." He replied with a smile before capturing her lips with his. Breaking away after a minute he spoke once more: "You think maybe we should tell the team now?"

She nodded her response before kissing him again, clinging to him and kissing him, her hands roaming every part of his exposed chest and back, as if making sure he was in fact all there. Trying to reassure herself that he was safe and well, that he was not hurt. Trying to convince her mind that he had in fact not left her, that he was in fact still here, still intact and most definitely alive.

They kissed desperately, hungrily and passionately as they tangled in the sheets of the plush hotel room's single bed. Afterwards, lying in the others' arms they had never felt safer and they knew that it was about time they let the whole world know, never mind the team.

"Handsome?"

"Yeah." He replied, looking down at the mass of blonde curls presently using his chest as a pillow.

"Please be careful. I don't know what I'd do without you." She said softly, her breath tickling his chest.

"I promise I will Baby Girl. I don't want to put you through that again. Ever." He replied with feeling, placing a kiss to the top of her head.

"You bloody well better not!" She replied with a chuckle. "If you do, I may be forced to kill you myself."

He laughed.

"I'm not joking." She replied, her voice serious.

"The thing is baby, I know that. That's why I'm laughing."

"Aw, do I make you nervous? Does Little Ole Me make the Special Agent nervous?" She teased with a laugh.

"You wouldn't need to kill me to make me disappear baby. But you couldn't do that to me, sweetness, let's not pretend here."

"Aw what, you don't want to pretend in the bedroom? Right well, I may as well just say it then, I was faking."

The next thing she knows she's laying on her back, arms pinned above her head with a very naked and very irresistible Derek Morgan pinning her down

"You did not just say that baby." He said, his voice a low growl.

"What? You said no pretending, I-" He cut her off with a kiss, a kiss that was strong and demanding and she returned it likewise, not allowing him the pleasure of her submission straight away.

When he pulled back his lips then made their way down her jaw line, trailing their way down the column of her throat with a combination of kisses, nips and then soothing flicks of his tongue. When he reached the base of her throat he nipped playfully there before making the same journey back up to her jaw. She was keening for him, soft moans escaping from her lips and he chuckled softly, his warm breath hitting her ear as he spoke: "What was that you said again Baby? About pretending?" He smirked as she shivered at his breath tickling her skin.

"I didn't say a thing." She replied somewhat breathlessly.

"I thought so." He said with a growl before claiming her lips once more.

They woke up to a knock on the door and Pen tensed, her eyes flying open as she realised she was on a case, in her hotel room, naked and in the same bed with Derek. This was going to look pretty bad depending on who was at that door.

Feeling her tense up, Derek squeezed her shoulders reassuringly. "Maybe it's time we told them; let them get a bit of a shock if I answer this in my boxers." He said mischievously and she smiled up at him, admiring his physique as he climbed out of the bed and pulled on his boxers. She followed suit, grabbing the large hotel bath robe and tying it tightly at the waist, following him to the door.

"Garcia, have you seen M-" JJ begun as the door swung open, stopping mid sentence as none other than the man she had been sent to look for was standing in front of her. In nothing but his boxers she might add.

"Morning JJ." He said with a smile which turned into a smirk at her slightly startled expression.

"Err... we're leaving in an hour. Breakfast finishes shortly so you might want to come down and get something." She said, unsure quite what to say or do next all she could do was smile. Those two had finally got it together, and she couldn't be happier for them.

"Morning JJ." Garcia said as she came around beside Morgan with a massive smile on her face. "We'll be down shortly."

"Ok, well, see you soon." She said, exchanging smiles and looks which told more than the half nakedness of Morgan with Garcia. "And we'll talk later Garcia." She said before turning on her heel and heading down to the hotel restraint, ready to pass on the news of the two best friend's finally going that extra step.

Morgan and Garcia parted, both going to get changed before they'd head down to breakfast, ready to face the inquisition together. They were both silently thanking their lucky stars that none of their friends - as far as they knew - had heard any of their 'work' phone calls; they had managed to keep them under wraps and that was an impressive feat, one which they hoped would not end now. While their minds pondered over the possible reactions of the team they knew one thing for certain: they'd have to be a bit more creative now when it came to excuses for their phonecalls.

There we have it guys! Please tell me whatcha think :)

Thanks to those that read, those that favourite, alerted and reviewed and a big thanks also to those who gave me phonecall suggestions :)

STORY DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS. (How do I forget to this until now!?)