A.N: back with another part thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted and added to favorites your guys rock and now on with the show.

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Chapter one

The hunt is on

I see him every day in the office, he's sexy and he's smooth
He's good to look me over but slow to make his move
I've been sittin' at home by the telephone, hopin' I'm in his plans
This waiting game is gettin' old, it's time to take matters into my hands

Slowly Penelope made her way into work that morning, early just before she knew the rest of her team stances Hotch of course who was already up in his office bent over his desk. A charmed grin crossed her lips as she remembered the boldness with which she plied Morgan with. She wasn't sure what had gotten into her, but she didn't want to stop. When she told Emily and JJ she was on a manhunt she meant every last word of it. She was tried of settling for geeks who couldn't perform their way out of a box or a man who only wanted sex and no real connect. Nope she was tried of being put on the back burning she wanted some front line action and by God she was going to get. Flashes of the pervious night filtered through her mind.

She knew damn well she had his eyes glued to her swaying hips that she had enticed him, but that wasn't all she wanted not this time. Nope she wanted the man to be hers forever and not just tonight and if she played her cards just right she'd get the biggest fish of her life.

She felt his warm breath and masculine scent before she heard him hands wrapped around her hips, "What if I don't want to wait Goddess? What if I want to know now?" he breathed into her ear, nipping at the lobe.

"Patience's is a virtue my sexy chocolate profiler and will be well rewarded in time," she answered trying her best not to react to having his body pressed, so close.

He growled low and sexy in her ear, what was she playing at. The question ran through his mind at warp speed. She was acting bolder tonight as if something had changed in her in a short span of time. The girls assured him that she'd only had one drink and nothing more. But then why was she acting more sexually tonight than every other night.

Granted he never through his girl was a prude in or out of bed, nope he had a feeling the lush curvy woman currently pressed back into his hard body would be wild and so very untamed. The idea of her wanting him after all this time, shocked and excited him. He'd had so many, to many damn fantasies through the years, but they had cooled once she got with Lynch. But now that she was free from his clutches maybe it was time for him to make his move. Moving aside to face his red headed bomb shell, he caught the teasing light in her eyes that shadows something more serious.

However, before he could ask another hand appeared on her shoulder tearing her sweet glaze from his.

"Hello sexy mama care to dance?" a deep male voice asked from beside her.

Penelope raised her lashes slowly raking over the white chocolate man who stood next to her. Not bad at six, four with long blonde hair and smoldering amber eyes, a sexy half grin pulling at his lips.

Oh the choices she had, she mused keeping her face neutral, she extended her hand towards the stranger, "Penelope."

"Tyler," he offered, taking her hand in his and placing a kiss to the top, "and what is a beautiful lady such as yourself doing here all alone?" he choose to ignore that fact she was she surrounded by JJ, Emily, Reid and a scowling Derek.

"Oh sugar I know how to take care of myself. Now you mentioned something about a dance?"

"Yes I did," he held the hand in his a bit tighter and pulled her along placing Penelope in front of his body.

Once on the dance floor, Tyler wrapped his strong muscular arms around Penelope dancing or more like grinding to the fast tempo.

Derek for the most part just stood there seething with jealousy as he watched another mans hands run down Penelope's body, molding her around him, swaying and dipping. He clutched his beer, so tight his knuckles were turning white from the strain and man if looks could kill Tyler wouldn't been a pile of ash and goo by now.

"Uh Morgan you may want to ease up on that bottle what did it ever do to you," Emily snarked playfully, knowing that at the moment he was seeing red.

When the song changed to one of a slower beat, which was rare, Morgan's glare intensified if that was at all possible.

"Instead of just standing there acting all caveman, go get your woman," JJ stated exasperatedly as Will dragged her out on the dance floor.

Carefully and with more restraint then he thought possible he put his beer down and stocked towards his red headed baby girl.

A bit more forcefully then intended, well maybe not, he tapped the blonde stranger on the shoulder, "I'm cutting in."

Tyler glanced down at Penelope, seeing her eyes locked with the man behind him, he graciously acquiesced, but before he moved away, "If you change your mind beautiful I'll be over at the bar," and winked at her before stepping away.

"She won't change her mind," Derek growled, pulling Penelope up close to his body.

"You sure hot stuff that mama won't change her mind. I mean for a bite of that white chocolate humm," she hummed licking her lips, but in truth it was all for show.

"Baby girl," he growled, wanting nothing more than to capture that tiny pink tongue with his own and suck, play and nibble until they were both to light headed to do more than breathe.

Slowly raising her lashes he surveyed the hunk in her arms, a self satisfying smirk only just barely held back, "What can I do for you my handsome dark chocolate God?"

He laughed a full rich sound that sent shivers down her spine, "For one stop referring to chocolate all the time you're getting me hungry for my own taste of the white creamy confection," he answered wanted to take that one bit of her smooth soft neck.

"But why," she whined playfully, pulling back just a fraction, so she could get a better look at her man, "when I have such a sweet tooth."

"You better sink that sweet tooth into something better then just chocolate mama," he said, hands running the length of her back.

"What do you have in mind, my sexy hunk of man meat," she purred, her own hands scratching a light path across his neck.

He could feel his body responded to her touch, the scent of her hair, and the soft curves of her body. 'God how I want this woman,' he thought swaying slower, almost to a full stop. "Something more filling."

"Humm really, pray tell where can I find this filling substance."

"Come home with me," he breathed into her ear, tongue flicking out to taste the shell of her ear.

She shuttered in his arms, "And if I don't want to?"

"Then that would be just plain mean baby girl," he answered a pout of his own lifting his lips.

"Why if mama wants to be mean?" she was bragging this out firing his blood or so she hoped.

"You wouldn't do that to your sexy profiler now would you," he silently begged her to say no. he didn't want to go home along tonight, but then he didn't want to go home with any one other than her either.

She pulled away this time, but only a few inches, "I can't tonight sugar pop I have plans with a hot bubble bath, and some Marvin Gay."

"Is that tub built for two," he asked, hand rising to brush a red curl from her cheek, fingers sliding down the slope of her face, to her collarbone, dallying there for just a second before removing his hand.

"Sorry sugar pants," she breathed trying to get her body under control once more, "but it's a solo tub for me tonight," she turned after that and started to walk away.

"Hey pump those delectable brakes of your woman. At least let me walk you out."

"All right" she caved, batting her eyes at him.

Once at the table, she winked at the girls, grabbed her purse and turned back to Derek, "I'm ready handsome."

Like a gentleman he offered her, his arm and they walked out. Once at Ester Penelope turned to face Derek after opening the care door. He dark eyes filled with lust and longer.

"You sure I can't change your mind baby girl," he asked one last time, fingers once more removing a curl to the back of her ear.

The light touch set her body on fire, but she schooled her features, "I'm sure handsome, I need a bit of time to relax and you would be nothing more than a distraction, a wonderfully sexy, distraction one that I would have melting in seconds, but alas not tonight."

She watched his mouth, that wonderfully sexy and as she thought soft, strong mouth coming closer to her. She steeled her self for the kiss, closing her eyes, but one never came in stead he'd placed them on her forehead. Disappointment flared to life inside her body, she'd wanted to know what those full lips would feel like on hers not her forehead.

He leaned in wanting to kiss her, but settled for placing his lips to forehead, like he usually did. She smelled divine a heady combination of roses and vanilla something that he could get addicted to so quickly if he wasn't all ready. "Call me when you get home."

"Of," she cleared her throat, "of course handsome, wouldn't dream of you worrying that gorgeous head of yours for nothing."

He let her got, watching as she slide inside her classic caddy, and close the door, before leaning through the window she'd just opened, "It wouldn't be for nothing Goddess it'd be over you. Someone worth a hell of a lot to me, one I couldn't…"

He was cut off by Reid yelling, "You heading home Morgan?"

He pulled back rising to his full height, 'bad timing kid,' he thought, "Yea that's were I'm headin'," he responded with a wave watching the young genius move towards his own car. He turned back to his baby girl, seeing a teasing smile tug at her lips. "Go home baby girl before I jump into this car with you and you can take me home," he wiggled his eye brow at her.

"Night my sexy God," she winked, putting the car in reverse and pulling away.

Best night of her life, so far thanks to that beautiful man. She sighed heavily turning back to her babies to get started on work.

Twenty minutes later a knock sounded on her door, JJ poked her head in side, "So did it work?"

"Did what work peaches?" Penelope asked playing innocent.

"Your manhunt, what else," Emily exclaimed following behind JJ.

"Oh that," she laughed, eyes dancing behind pink poke a dotted silver frames, "well I guess."

"You guess, gees Garcia you have that man wrapped around your little finger and I'm not talkin' about the blonde strange who interrupted the two of you," JJ stated a grin on her lips.

"Not wrapped around," she protested, "but it is a start."

"When will you put him out of his misery?" Emily asked, sitting down on the edge of her desk.

"When I'm ready of course," she smiled lightly thoughts drifting back to the almost kiss.

"Well don't wait to long for this manhunt to end you may just end up killing him," JJ said, "now how about some coffee?"

"Sound's heavenly," Penelope answered reaching for her cup and finding it missing.

"What's the trouble?" Emily asked seeing the perplexed look on her face.

"My cup…" she started.

"Is right here Goddess," came Derek's deep voice from the door way.

"How did you…" she was at a lost, she knew damn well that she had left her mug sitting beside the keyboard last night after closing down, how did he.

"My trade secret baby girl, ladies," he winked at JJ and Emily who were beating a path to the door.

"We'll see you, ya later," Emily stated flinging the door closed behind her.

He looked down at her one eye brow raised, "So about this manhunt of yours."

'Busted,' she thought looking up at him with shocked dark honey colored eyes.