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Just Dancing

They were all at the bar by 9pm, all of them that is except Garcia, and Morgan was beginning to wonder if she had changed her mind and he felt his heart drop.

"She's coming Morgan, don't worry, come dance or something and stop moping." JJ encouraged softly, extending her hand to him. He took her advice and, downing the last of his first drink, he took her hand and they made their way on to the dance-floor.

This was what Pen walked in on: her Chocolate God dancing, his body moving languidly as he moved to the music. She took in a breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm her racing heart. She'd planned to dance and make him want to dance with her, but now, upon seeing him doing his 'thang', she wasn't sure if she could do it. He was after all dancing with yet another pretty blonde. But when he spun her around she smiled in relief: it was JJ. Thank God. Pleased by the turn of events, she dumped her bag and coat with Reid and Rossi, saying quick Hello's before heading for the dance-floor dragging a rather frightened Reid with her.

Then she began to dance, that's when he saw her, when her hips were moving dangerously and her body was responding to each and every tempo change in the song. He drew in a breath and JJ turned to see what had caught his attention. She smiled when she saw Garcia and knew that if she kept dancing like that then one Derek Morgan would be nothing but a pile of mush on the floor.

When Reid, upon direction from Miss Garcia herself, spun them around so that they were facing the other way, her eyes met Derek's and she smiled softly at the way he was watching them, or at least she thought it was them…it could very well be the two girls beside them, but she hoped it was them. When he returned her grin with a wink and a cheeky smile she knew he had been watching them and she smiled before looking away and continuing with her dancing, not realising just how much she was affecting him.

When he headed for the bar after the song had finished, she followed, having the perfect opportunity to get the dance that she wanted so much.

"Hey Tiger, I'll have a Jack and coke." She said with a grin, "That can be my repayment for earlier."

"Whatever you want Sugar."

"Anything?" She asked with a coy grin. "How about one of those coveted chap pictures?" She teased.

"They're only in your dreams Garcia, and they may be on your computer, but that I don't want to know about." He smiled back at her and her heart skipped a beat, 'how on earth can a single smile do that to me?' she wondered.

"Well, you'll never know, and I'll never tell." She winked at him, taking a sip of the drink that had just been put down in front of her. A small film of it coated her red painted lips and Morgan sucked in a quick breath as her tongue licked it away. Her head was bobbing to the music as she drank and took in his appearance: tight dark denims that showed off his tight tush, grey top (if there was ever a man of simple taste it was Morgan, but it suited him, very well) that was just tight enough to highlight his toned body while leaving some to the imagination. 'God! He knows how to dress.' She thought to hersself before the song changed and, finishing off her drink, she grabbed his arm and dragged him (although he didn't put up much of a fight) on to the dance-floor. She began to sway to the music, her whole body moving as one, and he had to try so hard not to pull her up against him. She was killing him, slowly but surely she was going to kill him, he was sure of it. He didn't think he could take much more of her dancing so close.

She began to move closer, edging her way nearer to the hunk of a man currently dancing with her. She was putting her all into dancing so as not to think about how his gorgeously toned and muscled body would feel against hers.

He bent his head down to her ear as she moved in closer and her breath hitched as she felt his warm breath on her ear. "Kevin not coming tonight?" He tried to ask casually, and if she hadn't been so caught off guard by the question she would have noticed the slight nervousness in his usually strong voice.

"Nope, he won't be coming to these things anymore." She said smiling, watching the conflicting expressions on his face as he pulled back to look at her.

'Does she mean they broke up? What does she mean?' he wondered, his mind slightly sluggish after the scent of her delicious perfume had reached his nose.

"Sorry sweeness, that's a shame." He said, covering all the bases and trying to hide the glee he was feeling...she was 'free'.

"It's cool Hot Stuff, we weren't in the same place." She said, this time it was her leaning into his ear and he almost growled at the amazing view he was treated with before he looked to the side in order to stop the stirring he could feel in his pants from going any further.

She moved back from him slowly, when she felt his strong hands being placed on her hips stopping her from moving back completely. Her body was on fire from just that touch alone and they began to move together, as one. When his hands came off of her hips she concealed the disappointment with ease and continued to dance, getting lost in the music. She was completely at the mercy of the music and then him when she felt his hands brush against her own arms and then down to her hips once more. It wasn't unusual for the two to dance, but this was a little closer than they would normally and she was loving it. Not about to waste this opportunity, she put her hands on his broad shoulders, smiling up at him when his hands rested on her waist as the song faded and another, slower one, came on

His heart rate was through the roof, she had just pulled him to her to dance and he could feel her soft body pressed slightly against his. He took in a deep breath hoping to calm his heart rate, it had the opposite effect, however, when he breathed in her gorgeously tempting scent and she smiled at him, her red lips framing her perfect teeth. 'Man, I'm a goner' he thought to himself as her hands guided him in his dancing before he fully joined in and they began to move. He could feel the sway of her hips in his hands and he was sure he was going to have the hard-on of the century if he wasn't careful.

"You alright there Hot Stuff?" She asked, her breath tickling his face as she leaned towards his ear. He nodded in response and they continued dancing, both being driven wild by the slight grazings of their bodies and the feel of the other beneath their hands. That was until Emily and JJ came dancing on to the floor and joined them for a dance as the song sped up once more. The two kept grinning at him and there was even the odd wink in there when Garcia turned away. He took the hint and excused himself, heading to the table for a seat. If he had turned back around, he would have seen the look of disappointment wash over Pen's face as she watched his retreating form, appreciating the view of his deliciously squeezable tush.

Emily and JJ smirked at each other as they watched their friend and they knew she was gone. As they had guessed she had completely fallen for Morgan, and they were so pleased that, finally, they had both realised it at the same time. They had decided that a gentle push in the right direction was the way to go and so dragged her to the bathroom.


Morgan took at a seat at the table, pointedly ignoring the curious stares from Reid and Rossi, before taking a sip of his drink and clearing his throat. "Don't even try it." He mummbled dangerously.

"Wouldn't have dared." Reid said with a smirk, turning to Rossi who was also smirking at Morgan. They would just wait a little bit longer, let him think he was in the clear before they brought it up.


In the bathroom JJ and Emily both turned on Garcia straight away. "What are you planning Miss Garcia?" JJ asked with a smirk at the blush which spread on Garcia's cheeks.

"Nothing." She said, her voice all innocence.

"Uh-huh." Emily said unbelievingly, "And what do you call what you were just doing?"

"Just Dancing." She said simply, trying and failing to conceal the huge smile that accompanied her thoughts of who she was dancing with.

"Garcia, honey, that was not just dancing. Nothing is ever 'just' when it comes to you two." JJ said with a grin.

"Whatever you say girlies, I'm just having fun." She grinned at them. "Now I really do have some business to take care of, so yeah, conversation over." She said, heading for a stall.

"The conversation is far from over. You finally admit to yourself you like him then?" Emily asked her.

"May-be." Came her voice from the stall.

"Garcia, come on, tell us." JJ urged.

"Maybe I just like dancing."

"Honey, spill it or we will have to, to..." Emily looked to JJ for help.

"Have to ..what?" She teased, coming out the stall and washing her hands. The two of them looked at her and she smiled before 'giving in', although she was really glad to do so, so she supposed it couldn't actually be called 'giving in'.

"I like him. He's nice." She says, mussing her curls and pouting, applying a little more red to her lips. "He's my best friend."

"Just nice?" They teased. "You more than like him Pen, and we think you're doing something about it. Let us help." They impeached.

"I have it all under control honey buns." She said before sending one last smile their way and leaving the bathrooms to get herself another dance with her Chocolate Adonis and to put the rest of her plan into action.

What'd you think? Any ideas, critisism (constructive preferably), and random musings welcome and wanted =)

Next Up: Garcia ups the ante, and Derek puts his plan into action as well. It could get steamy soon.... ;)