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Derek Morgan knew Penelope Garcia very well. With just one look, he was able to recognize her mood and knew where to find her when no one else did.

Was normal between them. The confidence, the trust and knowing each other's reactions beforehand. This is normal after eight years of intense friendship.

For the same reason, Derek knew his friend was being too friendly with him. Too sweet. Too careful. More than normal. Even for her

While he was sitting next to Penelope in the wet grass of the park, Derek raised an eyebrow as he stared at the blonde. She seemed relaxed as she opened a little cardboard box

"This morning as I walked CASUALLY by your favorite coffee shop I asked myself... why not buy a whim for my lovely, sexy, irresistible and sweet favorite behavior analyst?"

He just closed his eyes briefly as he tilted his head, watching Penelope show a more than ample and lovely smile at the same time offered him an enormous chocolate and blueberry muffin and a cup of his favorite cafe

"Spit it out" Derek snapped crossing his legs, leaving the knees over his ankles

"What?" she asked with innocent gesture, opening something more her big brown eyes "I do not know what you're talking about"

"Come on, I know you want something"

Penelope sighed hard, looking down a moment before looking up again to meet the expectant eyes of her friend. He raised his eyebrows, encouraging her to speak "OK, you caught me"

He nodded his head as he let out a small smile on his lips, "What do you want?"

"You see, I've been thinking. Thinking about my life," she said nervously while hiding a lock of golden hair behind her ear "I want you to know that this is not something that I've woken up and I have said, 'Hey, I will do it. 'No. This is something that is very thoughtful "

Derek began to get nervous because he had no idea where she was getting at with all this verbiage. What was she talking about? What she wanted changes in her life? Does she want to leave Virginia and leave everything behind?

Taking her hands in his, he began to speak softly trying to calm her, "Sweetness, listen to me. Whatever it is, I'm here for you"

She nodded at his gesture and took a deep breath before saying "I'm glad to know that, because you're the only one who can help me"

Her friend looked at her strange, frowning, "What do you need?" he asked, his voice full of concern visibly as he sipped his coffee

"I need your sperm" Penelope said before biting her lower lip, waiting for his reaction. She could see Derek spit coffee due to her petition and later began to cough. She really could have waited that he digest that sip of coffee.

"What?" he asked surprised as cough over, "My sperm? Why do you want ... that? "

She stared at him with exasperation on her face "To save it in an urn" She replied sarcastically

Derek then understood what his best friend meant. He looked down to the left for a few seconds before returning to raise his head. "Do you want to be a single mother?"

Penelope came something more to Derek, dropping a hand on his knee. "I need your super swimmers doing the 100 in my fallopian tubes"

He looked at her with his mouth open, half surprised and half ... also surprised

Only the brain who lived inside the head of Penelope Garcia could happen is that sort of thing

"Why me?"

"Why not? You are handsome, strong, healthy, intelligent, loving, you also have charisma, a good job and you're my best friend" she answered simply fluttered her lashes like butterfly wings

"You are really?"

"Well, the truth is that now I was thinking ... if all you might become very, very generous and all you collaborate ... your sperm would mix with those of Reid, Rossi, Hotch and maybe Will in a mixer" Penelope teased opening her big brown eyes exaggeratedly "Oh, I would be gestating a super baby"

Derek could not help but chuckle before getting off the grass "We must return to work"

She finished in the wet earth overthrow, refusing to get up "You did not answer me, Hot Stuff," she reminded him from below, looking at her friend into his eyes "Are you going to think about?"

He held out his hand so that she raise, losing his gaze anywhere "Maybe"

A/N: My first fanfic is coming to end and as it was full of angs, I thought about doing a little humor

All grammatical errors are mine =)