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Got an exam on thursday, so probably won't have another chapter up until Friday at the earliest, so enjoy....
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Details, Wild Fire and Frat Rules.
Garcia had only just made it into the building when JJ and Emily swooped down on her, one either side and a coffee placed in her hands.
"Details." JJ sing-songed as they walked towards Garcia's lair. Garcia just smiled in response and was trying to think of a word to describe her evening when none other than Morgan rounded the corner. She saw the slight nervousness that crept into his eyes but was erased when he looked straight at her and smiled. A shaver ran up and down her spine at that smile, it was the very same smile that he, or rather the Derek Morgan of her early morning fantasy, had looked up at her with as he trailed warm and wet kisses up her inner thighs. The memory of her early morning illicit thoughts encouraged the just barely contained coil of heat in her belly to swell, but she masked it well, in true Garcia fashion, smiling at him when he said:
"Good morning Baby Girl. JJ, Emily."
He nodded to the other two before continuing past them and down the hall, but not before turning around and checking out the rear end of his recurring fantasy and only recently reality. He gave a low whistle at the sight of her swaying backside and she turned around, catching his eye and throwing a wink his way. He smiled a mega watt smile and rounded the other corner out of view, just in time to miss Emily and JJ's curious glances.
"So, I take it it went well then?" They questioned with matching grins.
"Yup." She answered with a smile, but saying nothing else which caused JJ and Emily to sigh in frustration.
"Are we going to have to coax everything out of you?" JJ asked.
"Maybe." She replied, deliberately stalling until they got to her office for fear of being overheard. The girls just left it and continued on to her office, waiting for her to crack like the other night.
Upon entering the office, Garcia turned to her two friends and told them to sit down.
"Uh-oh. Serious conversation." Emily said with a smile as she saw Garcia physically relax as she sat in her 'throne'. Garcia took a deep breath, readying herself to tell them about the night, but before she could even get through a second deep breath, JJ interrupted:
"Come on, Pen! You're killing us here!"
"OK, ok, don't get your knickers in a twist!" Garcia said with a laugh before starting her story: "It was great. Perfect. More than perfect, I don't know, it was just brilliant." She rambled slightly under their intense gazes.
"So you had a great time! That's great Pen. What'd you do?" Emily encouraged.
"Went to this really good diner with great food and the best shakes ever. I am not kidding." She smiled here remembering how when she had gotten to the bottom of her delicious chocolate milkshake she had tried to get every last drop out and Morgan had silently handed her a spoon, later telling her it was what he always used as it was the only way to get it all. He was a genius, she mused, a delectable genius.
Noticing her far away look JJ interrupted her thoughts, bringing her back to them so they could hear all about it.
"So, is he a good kisser?" JJ asked, her voice full of that teasing lilt that only JJ could get away with. Garcia blushed slightly at the memory of their kisses coupled with her early morning fantasy before grinning like a Cheshire Cat and saying:
"Oh yes, but did you really expect any other reply, it is Morgan I'm talking about." She said, her eyes widening and sparkling with pure delight.
"Oh, Miss Garcia, what did you two get up to?" Emily teased, seeing Garcia blush slightly at her insinuations.
"Emily Prentiss! What do you think of me!" She replied in mock outrage before continuing more seriously: "I'm not a first date kind of gal, girlies."
"But I'm guessing you would have broken that if he'd tried." JJ said with a chuckle watching Garcia's blush heighten a little.
"Oh you got it bad Pen." Emily teased with a laugh.
"Nuh-uh, I got it good." She replied before they all looked at each other and burst out laughing, laughing so hard they were almost crying.
This is how Hotch found them, his three female employees giggling like schoolgirls with tears running down their faces. He could only smirk at the sight and when they saw his face they laughed harder, unable to hide their obvious amusement at their boss' expression.
"Sorry." The three chorused as they controlled themselves.
"What'd you need Boss Man?" Pen asked, spinning around in her chair to face her babies, ready for any request he had, any that was except the one he asked:
"How was dinner?"
"Wh-hat?" she spluttered, turning around to see three smirking faces.
"Dinner, last night. Was it that bad that you blocked it out?" Hotch said with a smirk, the other two were surprized by his jovial behviour so early in the morning and watched as him and Garcia spoke.
"It was good, yeah." She said with a smile before she faltered, "How'd you know about it already?" She asked him.
"We all know about it, it spread like wild fire." Hotch said with a slight grin, happy that two people who had been fooling themselves for the longest time had finally addressed the situation.
"Wait a second, if you guys all know, who else knows? What if Strauss finds out?" She said, panic creeping into her voice.
"She will find out on our terms. Don't worry." JJ said, butting into Garcia's paroxysm of worry.
"Listen to me, one date and I'm worrying about frat rules." Garcia said with a slightly strangled laugh. "Do you need anything sir?" She continued, getting back to her job.
"Can you look up Thomas Henry Keen for me? Anything you can get send it over to me." He said before leaving. The girls took his lead and left with smiles and promises to be back later on for a more detailed conversation.
Later that day, after spending his time filling out paperwork while his mind was on Garcia, Morgan was called into Hotch's office and he couldn't help but worry that it was going to be one of those talks. He wasn't quite ready for one of those. Although he knew he would transfer units in a heartbeat if it meant more dates like last night.
When he got to Hotch's office he took a deep breath before knocking and opening the door, his usual air of confidence waning slightly. He took a seat on Hotch's request and looked his boss, and his friend, in the eye.
"The only way to say this is this: do you know what you are doing?"
Morgan didn't have to ask to what he was referring, and replied with a short, clipped: "Yes."
"You do know about the frat rules though Morgan."
"Yes," he interrupted. "I do, and I –"
Hotch cut him off: "We do not want to loose you or Garcia. I am going to talk to Strauss, see if we can work it out."
"Hotch, you don't have to do that. I will-"
"Morgan, you and Garcia are part of our family. We stick up for our family." Hotch said seriously, "You better not screw this up." He said, effectively dismissing him.
"I don't intend to." Morgan said with a thin lipped smile before leaving to go back to his paperwork.
When 12 o'clock came around, Morgan decided a little lunch was in order and could only think of one person to do it with. Well, he had been thinking about her all day, so there wasn't much change there.
"What can I do for you Hansome?" she asked as she picked up the phone.
"How about some lunch Baby Girl?" He asked, holding his breath while he waited for a reply.
"Sorry Hot Stuff." She said apologetically, "JJ and Emily have comandeered lunch for a nice long chat. What'd Hotch want to see you about?" she asked, curious.
"How'd you hear about that sugar?" He asked, wondering just how fast news travelled around this place.
"You should know by now that I know everything." She said with a smile and he laughed.
"I guess I should, shouldn't I. He wanted to talk about us." He said simply.
"Us as in 'me and you' us?" She asked, her intial worries about frat rules returning.
"Yeah, 'you and me' us. Don't worry sweetness, he has assured me that he will sort it out, in fact he won't even let me anywhere near Strauss to tell her myself. All the eyes and ears are on me at the moment."
"That would be our fearsome leader, taking the strain off and placing it on him. Wonder when we'll get our customary 'chat' Erin Strauss style?"
"Probably before the day is out what with the speed that news travels around here." He said, half serious, half joking.
"Oh, that's my chauffeur for my interrogation over lunch, speak to you later Hot Stuff."
"Sure thing Baby Girl. I had fun last night." He added and she stopped in her tracks as she put on her coat.
"Me too, handsome, me too." She said softly, before her head set was removed by a rather impatient Emily.
"She'll talk to you later Loverboy." Came Emily's voice in his ear and he couldn't help but laugh at their friend's antics, her and JJ were true gossip queens, and he loved them for it.
At the end of the day, just as he was going to his car his phone buzzed.
"Morgan."
"You know those jeans are really becoming handsome." A familiar seductive voice drawled in his ear.
"Why thank you Baby Girl, where you hiding?" He asked, looking around and not seeing her anywhere.
"The security camera's make really good Morgan watchers." She said with a smirk.
"And I'm sure that's what they were made for." He said with a grin, leaning against the hood of his SUV and nodding at the nearest camera.
"Nice jacket too, leather works for you." She said, watching his expression on her screen.
"You know this is kind of weird sugar."
"What, never been watched before?" She teased and she saw him draw in a breath. She smiled at her words' effect on him.
"Why don't you get that pretty little ass of yours out here and we can grab a bite?" He asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"I would love nothing more my sweet but-"
"uh-oh, things don't sound good for me."
"But," she continued, ignoring the puppy dog look he was giving her, well the camera knowing she was watching. "I have about a gazillion searches and things needing done by tomorrow, so I will have to pass."
"No problem Baby Girl. Another time."
"Most definately handsome, how about tomorrow night?" She asked, biting her lip.
"Sounds good, what you got in mind?" He asked, hoping to catch her out, hoping she would tell him what she had planned.
"Oh, nice try Handsome, but you don't get to know until we get there." She said with a smirk. "I'll get you in the car park tomorrow at 6pm. And Hot Stuff, don't be late." She grinned at his curious expression, "Try not to wear yourself out thinking about it, trust me, you'll like it."
He could hear the smile in her voice as they ended the conversation. He was most definately looking forward to tomorrow night.
What'd you think? Ideas, constructive criticsim, hints, tips, rants, random musings, super secret plans for world domination...all welcome and loved :)
Next up: Another one of our love birds has a fantasty; a frustrating day at the office; the second date.
