A/N not mine, I own nothing but the plot.

This is becoming a little bigger than anticipated. I'm writing it all on the fly. I have no clue where it will take us, but I am enjoying the ride.

Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed. I know I ruffled a few feathers with this story, and honestly I don't mind. I write because I enjoy it, I share what I write because occasionally others seem to enjoy reading them. I love Morcia pairing, but with the story going the way it is on the show. I thought what if...

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On Tuesday afternoon Derek got the call he had been anticipating. He was going to meet his daughter for the very first time at diner that evening. It was just going to be him, Penelope, Spencer, and Alison. He has never been so nervous in his life. What if she hated him for abandoning her? It was bad enough that Hank was still a bit cold towards him. Mari, just shook her head and tried talking it over with Derek.

At 6:30 Derek was heading out the front door to get into Penelope's car. Spencer was running late, so he would catch up at the restaurant. Before they could walk in Penelope stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"She looks a lot like you. She is extremely intelligent as well. Sometimes she and Spencer get to talking and it's like they are speaking a foreign language. You may recognize her when you first meet."

He took what she just said into careful consideration. He helped her inside with a gentle hand at the small of her back. He frozen when they got near the table. He watched as the two women greeted each other and she looked up at him. Her eyes were watery with unshed tears.

"You must be Mr. Morgan. I'm Alison Summers, I guess I am your daughter."

"You look exactly how I imagined. I just didn't realize that I worked with you."

"Three years on the force now. I'm training for my detective badge. I should have it complete in six more months."

She was one of the officers in training at CPD. He was her boss' boss. His position was more administrative then field work, and that suited him just fine. He remembered being impressed with Alison Summers dossier. She was the best candidate that he had seen in years. She was the first one he considered sending a recommendation to the academy for further training.

"Forgive me, I'm surprised that it's you. I've been very impressed by your work and actually have begun the process of a recommendation to the FBI academy. You would do great work there."

"That would be great. It's one of my career goals. I've just found it hard to break through the glass ceiling of the boys club."

Before they knew it three hours had passed. He wanted to invite Alison to meet Hank, but he was hesitant. Neither one of them may want to meet the other. Hell, Hank was still slightly irritated with him for not telling him that he had a sister that was a few months older then him.

Spencer offered to take her to her hotel, and Penelope asked him if he would be willing to meet her at the little diner, so that they could talk one on one.

They all agreed and soon he was sitting across from her in a booth.

"Derek, I'm not going to lie to you. I am seriously pissed with you. None of us deserved what happened. I am, however, trying to work past that for Alison's sake, as well as Spencer's. He may seem angry, but he's more relieved that you're okay. He's also scared that he's going to lose me."

"Lose you? Pen, I don't understand."

"He thinks that I'll walk away from him for you. He may be smart, but what he doesn't understand is emotions. I love him, and will not leave him for anything in the world. He and our kids, they are my world. You made the choices you made, and the consequences of that is the damage you made to your friendships. We will always share Alison, but that's about all that's left of us."

"Pen, please. I just want to forge a new friendship with all of you. I understand your reasoning behind all of this."

"No, I don't think you do. Spencer was the man who saved me from myself. He stepped into my life, when I wanted out of it the most. I had given up my daughter so that she could have a real family, my best friend left and stopped talking to me, my friend was shot, and I received a letter from one of my brothers, telling me that not matter what I said or did, I would never be forgiven for the deaths of my parents.

"I was completely alone. I had given up. Spencer came over to check on me one night, and he arrived just as I was writing a goodbye letter. He gathered me in his arms, and just held me. When I found out I was pregnant with Gideon, I freaked. I already had one child that I gave up for adoption, I couldn't do it again. When I found the courage to tell him, he surprised me. He smiled and said that it was the greatest gift anyone had ever given him. He asked me to move into his house with him, to share my life with him. We never even talked about marriage until I found out I was pregnant with the twins. We've been through so much together. It just cemented together us more. Neither one of us had any family left, but we built our own.

"We both had one big hole in our life, and that was you. We didn't mean enough, even after Savannah left you, for you to even make an attempt to contact us. Spencer sent our son to see you. He wants to repair things with you, but didn't realize how much it would hurt our hearts in the process. You need to fix it with him, before you can try and fix it with me."

I slowly nodded my head to acknowledge that I heard everything she said. I needed a moment to ask what I needed to ask.

"How do I fix this?"

"You sit and listen to everything he has to say to you. Then when you go back to Chicago, you call him at least once a week. Don't back down, but don't push either."

She looked at her watch. I could see something flicker across her face.

"I'll drop you off, I need to get home."

A/N Well, heck this is getting larger than I anticipated. Thank you for all of the reviews, and thank you to everyone who is reading. Even those that don't like it, but keep reading that's great too. Something caught your eye.