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"Oh my God, tell me you didn't? Morgan! No way." She said in between her bursts of laughter, trying desperately not to start crying. Derek Morgan, the Derek Morgan had just told her that he had once been so distraught after a break up that he'd actually serenaded the lucky young girl. And he really couldn't sing. Tone deaf was the hottie. She cringed for him. "So," she continued after containing herself. "What'd you sing to her my Angel face?" she asked, still trying to keep the laughter in.

"Smrhrghsa." He mumbled, covering his mouth with his hand as he said it.

"What was that? I didn't catch it?" She teased mercilessly.

"She's the One. Robbie Williams." He said, looking away in embarrassment as she hooted with delighted laughter.

"Oh man, that's priceless! Aww…is Derek Morgan embawwassed?" She teased him further, smiling at one of the cutest expressions she had seen on his face.

"Hey, I bet there are some embarrassing things you've done, Miss Garcia. Care to share?" He asked, turning to her with a smile, his embarrassment gone and replaced with curiosity.

"Nope." She said, placing some fries in her mouth to fend off more questions. But Derek was not easily swayed.

"Eh, I do not think so." He chuckled. "I told you that one, now you gotta tell me one sweet cheeks."

"Just before I went underground I went a bit…crazy, off the rails you know. Well, we were at this bar and well we liked this guy. Cute, nothing on you though Hot Stuff." She winked at him. "So when he left well we followed, just to see where he was going you know. Little bit tipsy, we kept flirting with him, and he was clearly uncomfortable, but we were under the influence of that 'evil brew' and well yeah, made an idiot of myself using a honker of a line." She said with a smile.

"You're holding out on me Garcia." He said with a smile, "What was the line?"

"You must be a fireman, 'cos you're so hot. You can put out my fire anyday." She cringed as he laughed and then he shot her his cheekiest grin causing her heart to flutter for a second before it went back to its normal rhythm.

"I don't think I've even used that one Baby Girl!" He said with a laugh, and she couldn't help but smile at teh deep throaty chuckle that escape his lips.

Their laughter and chatter rang out in the diner as they continued to swap childhood tales as well as more recent embarrasments. It had begun to get dark while the talked and ate, and by the time they had finished their food, it was twilight: not quite night yet but almost there. His favourite time of day. Looking out the window at the stillness of the evening, Derek thought it would be a great night to go for a walk around the park, or even just around the block. He didn't want the date to end just yet, and he hoped she didn't either. So, when they were getting the bill he threw it out there, hoping that she would agree with him and that she would welcome the idea.

"How about we go for a walk before heading back Sweetness? I am so full right now I don't think I could drive." Morgan asked after he had payed for them – of course Pen had argued that she'd pay half but he could be just as stubborn as her if he wanted to be and she relented, for once.

"Sounds like a plan Handsome, but you know that if you want to get me alone all you have to do is say the word. No excuse necessary." She teased him, not realising how true her words were, for both of them.


As they walked they continued to talk, chatting about everything from Morgan's properties to Garcia's love of fluffy pens. They had walked to teh park and were now, very slowly, making their way back to their cars, both of them dragging their feet. Neither wanting to part just yet. It was on the stretch leading back to the diner that he slung his arm around her easily as they walked, and she shivered at the contact. His grip was firm and strong, yet there was that tenderness to it that was and would forever be associated with Derek Morgan: Tough and hard on the outside, but with the great kindness and tenderness that she knew was as big a part of him as his wicked sense of humour.

She watched his face change through many different expressions as he talked abotu his time at school in Chicago, from his dad dying to him being bullied to his beefing up and to his feeling of protectiveness for his sisters and mum.

"It's like," he paused. "It's like I don't want anybody I care about, anybody I love, to get hurt. Which is normal but it's like because of what happened to me...I can't sit back and just watch, I have to do something to help them. Because I keep wondering what would have happened if I had someone who'd stood up for me, or I'd stood up for myself, maybe those boys would be alive, you know..." He trailed off, unhappy with himself for bringing the conversation in this direction.

"Handsome," Penelope implored, trying to get him to look at her. When he did she continued. "You are the bravest guy I know, the toughest guy, but also the sweetest. You were just a kid yourself, what about those others before you, they could have spoken out. They didn't either. You were all just terrified little kids. None of it was your fault. And you know we all love you for you. Over-protectiveness and all." She finished with a smile, snaking an arm around his back and giving him an affectionate squeeze.

"Thanks." He said, clearing his throat and she saw the sadness retreat from his sparkling eyes.

"Anytime Hot Stuff." She said with a grin, her arm staying around his body.

"You got any deep rooted problem you want to off load Baby Girl?" He joked, before she surprized him completely by turning towards him and placing her lips on his.

The kiss was soft at first, tentative almost. Delicioudly soft brushes of the gentlest nature them followed by more forceful kisses. Their lips seeking out the others everytime they lost contact. Her tongue trailed along his lip, asking for entrance and he obliged straight away, following her lead and doing the same. The kiss deepend as their tongues caressed each other as they met. Their breathing was getting slightly heavier when Pen pulled away with a sigh and a smile before linking her arm in his and leading them onwards.

"What was that for?" Derek asked with a smile, looking down at the beautiful blonde head of curls that was wedged under his arm.

"Wanted to." She replied happily looking up at him from under her dark lashes and he couldn't help but grin wider at her, by god she was beautiful. "How's Clooney Mr Agent man?"

"Clooney great gorgeous. Still as hyper as last week." He said with a smirk.

"Good. Glad my second favourite Morgan is great." She smiled. "Oh, wait, don't tell your family I said that!" She said quickly before kicking herself...of course he wouldn't say to his family, they'd only gone on one date..arg..you're such an idiot, she thought to herself.

Seeing her thoughts written on her face he replied quickly: "Don't worry Baby Girl, Clooney is often higher on their list than I am." He joked.

"Actually, I could believe that." She said, smirking up at him as he took on a mock-hurt expression.

"You wound me Baby Girl. Now I know why you came tonight...for my dog..." He said in a sad voice before laughing as she nudged him with her elbow and then joined him in laughing. Neither of the two wanted the night to end, but they knew it was going to have to, and with their cars in sight they knew it was going to be ending pretty soon.

When they reached the car there was that slight awkward pause when both were trying to work out how to ask if they could do this again soon when Derek envelope her in a bear hug, a Derek Morgan specialty. She put her arms around him and hugged back just as fiercely, breathing in the scent of his cologne and his own musk, humming contentedly at her current circumstance. She would be quite happy to stay there all night.

"How about we do this again some time?" She mummbled into his chest.

"That sounds great Baby Girl. What'd you have in mind?" He mumbled into her curls, reveling in being this close to her.

"Oh, well that's a surprize, so you'll just have to wait and see." She said with a smile, breathing in deeply again, wanting to imbed that smell into her mind. She couldn't help the little disappointment that swelled in her heart when he pulled away, but that was replaced with joy as his lips came down to hers once more and they shared a chaste kiss before pulling apart and grinning like fools at each other.

"Call me when you get home so I know you're hone safe?" He asked her before kissing her forehead and pulling away completely.

"Sure thing Hot Stuff." She said with a smile, before turning and getting into Esther. She watched, and appreciated, Morgan's retreating form as he got into his SUV.


He had just entered his apartement and been attacked by the largs ball of fluff that was Clooney when his phone began to ring. Knowing who it would be he hurried to pull it out of his pocket and lock the door behind him.

"Morgan." He said into the phone as he flipped it open.

"Hey tiger. That's me home." came Garcia' heavenly voice in his ear.

"Good Baby Girl. You have eased my mind of worry." He said with a smile, imagining her own grin at his words.

"I'll see you tomorrow at work, Hot Stuff. Sweet Dreams." She said, already dying to see him.

"Yeah. Sweet dream Baby Girl." He said and she could hear the grin in his deep voice. Man, even his voice is sexy, she thought to herself with an inward sigh, she was doomed to love this man forever, and now she realised it was a great thing as he lo- well at least liked her back.

"Oh I will Handsome, I will." She drawled saucily before hanging up, leaving a rather hot and bothered Morgan on the other end. How is it possible for her to do these things to me with only a few words? He wondered not realising that he had the very same effect on her.


Morgan was kissing her, passionately, his tongue darting in and out of her mouth as she moaned into his. She was passion drunk and he had only just kissed her, but boy was it a good kiss. She thought to herself before all rational thoughts left her mind as his hands began to trail across her body caressing every part of her he touched. That combined with the expertly ministrations his lips were now performing down her neck, trailing towards her chest, was causing her to become extremelly turned on and all she wanted was for him to take her, to make love to her, to fuck her. She didn't care what it was called as long as he did it, and soon.

She moaned again, louder this time, as he stripped her of her pyjamas and his hands danced over her bare skin. She looked down at him as his lips first touched her breasts and she let her head drop back to the pillow as her breath came in short gasps as he proceeded to draw her nipple into his mouth and make it harder than it already was. He repeated this on her other breast and she didn't think she could get more turned on. She was mistaken, and this was one thing she was happy to be mistaken about.

When he looked up at her she saw the passion in his eyes and she couldn't help but gasp at the intensity of it. Her breath hitched as his hands moved below her shorts and pulled them off, baring her to him, the cold air hitting her wet centre. Then he began to touch her, feeling her slickness on his fingers, stimulating her further.

"You're really wet, Pen, wet for me." He said gruffly as he lowered himself down the bed further. She closed her eyes, feeling every sensation as he continued to touch her.

She gasped when she felt his lips on her inner thigh, and her breathing accelerated rapidly, her chest pumping faster as his lips trailed closer to her centre that his hand continued to tease. But when his mouth met the inner curve of her thigh, they stopped and she groaned in disapproval.

"Do you want this Penelope?" Came his deep voice, so sinfully sexy and deep and she shivered at the feel of his warm breath on her thigh.

She nodded in agreement.

"I want you to say it." He said gruffly, his breath ticlking her thigh once more.

"Yes." She said, her eyes flying open as his lips traveled further upawards.

"Shit." she cursed the empty room as her eyes opened and her dream ended. She groaned, flinging her head back on to the pillow. "Why couldn't I have woken up even ten seconds later?" she questioned the empty room before glancing at the clock and seeing it was 6am.

'Might as well get up now, not going to be able to sleep with those fantastically torturous images in my mind.' She thought with a sigh, dragging herself out of bed and going for a shower, readying herself for seeing Morgan later.

'How come I always fantasise about him when I have to see him later on in a work capacity?' she thought to herself as the warm water cascaded down her body and she could almost feel his hands on her once more.

What'd you think? Ideas, constructive criticsim, hints, tips, rants, random musings, super secret plans for world domination...all welcome and loved :)

Apologies for the stupid-ness of Garcia's line...had trouble finding one I thought would fit...so yeah.

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