A/N: Thank you so very, very much for teh support. I am glad you all seem to enjoy the story so much and that my little journey to AU and First Person POV seems to work so well for you. LOL


Penelope

Technically it wasn't entirely wrong to say I work as a Profiler, okay well… maybe the Profiler part was wrong. After all from tomorrow on I would be working in the BAU. Maybe not directly in the BAU, as in part of the Profiler team, but I was working for them. It just depended on how you looked at things anyway.

The moment I said what I had said it seemed like anyone else was forgotten for that God of a guy. Seriously, how could someone look so good? And be single? The brunette that he was talking to just a moment ago seemed to be ignored and he looked at me for a long while, a certain fascination and surprise in his face. Maybe even shock, he wasn't that easy to read and the bad lighting in this place didn't help matters.

For a moment I thought of rectifying what I said, if it was something that would have such significance, but then again I probably would never see that guy again anyway. What did it matter then?

I still had my purse in my hand, ready to go, because I already started to get a bit tired. After all it was way past midnight and I had to work tomorrow, start my new job. And one thing I learned over the years was that on your first day you should always look your best in order to make a good impression.

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Waking up the next morning, I felt a slight headache coming up. I guess I shouldn't have accepted that last Bacardi and Coke last night. But I couldn't beat myself up to much. With how that guy looked at me with his big, dark, gorgeous eyes I could have easily drown. There was just no way I could turn him down. And neither could I say no when we ended back at his place, making out like teenagers and ending up in bed eventually. And I am still recovering from that. Probably will for another week. Because, boy, that guy knew how to get you off and what move to bring to send you into blissful delight. It was sweaty, dirty, hot sex. And nothing else. We never even exchanged names come to think of it.

Turning my head slowly, I realized he was still deep asleep, something I certainly didn't want to change. Getting out of bed I looked for my clothes, my eyes falling on the clock on his nightstand, signalizing I had another hour before work started. I would make it back to my place, change clothes, take a shower and be at work on time, ready to start that new chapter. And there certainly was no better way to start a new life than with hot and dirty sex with a handsome stranger, who I would probably never see again. Maybe that was for the best.

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Morgan

Somehow I had thought this morning would go slightly different. For starters wasn't I thinking my alarm would be the one ripping me out of my dreams. And then I didn't expect to wake up alone. I knew I didn't go home on my own last night.

But the blonde I went home with wasn't laying next to me, or anywhere to be seen around my bedroom for that matter. Her clothes- that I had been so desperate to rip of her body last night and that had ended up scattered all over my bedroom floor- were gone. As well as her purse and shoes.

She had walked out on me.

Without a word, a goodbye or any message on how I could contact her again. She just left. And I had no idea who she was, what she was doing or even her name. We never got that far somehow.

I already could hear Emily laughing at me when she heard about this one. Usually I was the one who sneaked out of bedrooms in early morning hours, after the one night stand, careful to not wake anyone up or have to actually face the girl. It was a night, nothing more. Now I somehow wondered if any of the girls I had been sleeping with felt like I did right now? Disappointed.

But it didn't help. I could spend another hour wondering about her and then be late for work, or get ready and get on with my life. It probably was karma that just kicked back, for all the hook-ups and broken hearts I had left in my wake over the years. Not that I was heartbroken, but I sure wasn't happy either.

I wasn't really expecting this kind of strong reaction to her vanishing from my life as quickly as she came in. And, to be honest without wanting to sound arrogant, I had never had a woman walked out on me before.

Well, not in the last 15 years at least.

I took a shower, got some breakfast and made it to the office, planning on maybe going back to that club in the next few days, seeing if she would maybe cross my path. It was after all the only point I knew of where I might have a chance on seeing her again. Of course I only could make it back there if I was in the city. And judging by my superior's face when I saw him earlier that was rather unlikely.

"So Emily, where did you wander off to last night? I didn't see you all night long…." I said, when seeing my colleague, who looked exactly how I felt. Tired and maybe a bit hung over. But not too much.

"I met this really great guy pretty much in the beginning and we got on really well. I might be looking at something serious for the first time in what seems like forever," she laughed softly at me, taking the coffee gratefully I handed her. "How was your night?"

I smiled at her, not sure how much she could actually see from that alone. "Successful. Pretty successful," I finally said. "Although, there is nothing serious in the future for me. She kind of … left me hanging this morning, seeing she actually snuck out on me."

Emily was quite for a moment, looking at me surprised. "There is a woman who doesn't fall instantly head over heels in love with the Derek Morgan's charm out there? I have to meet her. I thought that would only be a myth," I heard her laughing, not even bothering to reply to her.

We were called into the meeting room just a few moments later, saving me momentarily from any more questions and as we both got into work mode to face whatever was ahead of us on our latest case.

As we entered the round table room to gather with the rest of the team Hotch explained "I planned to introduce everyone to our new Technical Analyst Penelope Garcia this morning but she's held up with administration and also meeting Section Chief Strauss. So I guess that has to wait a while longer."

I swear, by now I really was convinced that Emily and me were the only ones on the team that actually went home. Okay, Reid left the office as well, but only to work at home. He was already a Hotch in the making. And Rossi was after so many years basically married to the job and the BAU, showing that by just making it through his third divorce. Hotch as acting Unit Chief never actually left the office, at least no one I know has ever been able to say he didn't see him do so. He was always in his office after all of us had left for the day and in before any of us would be in the office.

Let's hope that our new Tech Girl wasn't going to take in any of their antics. And that was something the BAU was good at and infamous for. Our high turnover rate in Technical Analysts. So far we were up to twelve techs in only a little less than four years. But then again, with what these guys had to see and go through all day long I wasn't too surprised. You were either made for it or not. Let's hope the latest one would stick around a bit. At least long enough for us to remember her name, because God knows I still don't know the names of the last two.