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So here's the second one of this little tale! Fluff kills me to write (my soul is like Maleficent, I think), but I'm actually enjoying this story a lot. I hope you guys will leave a review to let me know what you think :) Thanks to CeeCee333 and PolHop for helping with this chapter, too!

"Oh my gosh, thank you so much for coming with me today, Jayje!" Penelope murmured so no one in the waiting room would hear the nervousness in her voice. She finished up the last signature needed for the sperm bank's official forms. She bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath. "I don't think I could do this alone." An anxious giggle bubbled from her mouth.

JJ smiled and rubbed her back to comfort her. "You're welcome," she said. "I'm happy for you."

Penelope shot her best girlfriend a doubtful glance. She knew better.

"Oh, c'mon, JJ," she said. "Don't lie. You were totally freaked out when I first told you."

Clearing her throat, JJ nodded. "Well, you know," she began, "I did a little thinking, and I've decided to be completely accepting of this. Have you told anyone else you decided to do this yet?"

"Nope," Penelope revealed. "I'm pretty sure I'm gonna wait on that until I actually get pregnant. I don't want to have people expecting something until there's something to…well, expect." She watched JJ's eyes carefully for any signs of more doubts. Sighing, she found them. "Oh, geez. What now?"

"Why haven't you at least told Morgan?" she asked. "I mean, he's your best friend. And even though the two of you broke up, you're still really close. Wouldn't you want to talk to him, just to tell him the news?"

Penelope sighed as she thought about Derek. She remembered their relationship, and the highlights of it had been the fantastic sex and the fights. They really did just fit better as best friends.

"This is something you talk to your girlfriends about," she insisted. "I'm pretty sure I'd rather be going through binders full of men with you than with Morgan. You know he would insult every guy in those books, and find some tiny reason why they're the worst choice I could ever make."

JJ shrugged. "He just wants what's best for you," she said.

Rolling her eyes, Penelope knew JJ was right. She also knew that Morgan was far too over protective for her to allow him to know she was seeking a sperm donor. She could hear the words in his head if he found out what she was doing.

Baby Girl, you don't know what freaks are out there, he would say.

Even thinking about him butting in made her irritated. He wouldn't even pause to think that this was what she wanted. He would just demand that a wall be put up around her where he would be the guard that kept every possible sperm donor at the gate.

"Garcia?"

Penelope's eyes flicked over to JJ's. "Huh?" she said, snapping back to attention.

"I asked when you think you will tell him," JJ repeated. "When do you think you'll tell anyone, actually?"

Shrugging, Penelope shook her head. "I don't know just yet," she said. "I'm probably going to wait until I actually get the positive test."

The truth was she hadn't even thought about when she would tell the rest of the team. She was so caught up in the initial joy of planning for a baby that she hadn't even thought about when she would tell her team about her decision. She thought about holding the pregnancy test in her hands, however many months from now, and finding the little plus sign on it that would tell her she was having a baby.

A smile entered her face at that image.

Penelope wanted this baby so she could have a person she could give her whole life to. No, she had not given up on men. But she had decided she wanted a child sooner rather than later. She wanted to be a mother more than anything. That was her happy ending.

"Miss Garcia?"

Penelope and JJ looked toward the woman who had called for her and rose to their feet. Clutching the clipboard she had been scribbling her information on, Penelope strode to the woman who would be walking her through the process of getting sperm. She swallowed hard and grinned brightly at the woman.

"Hi!" she croaked. "That's me."

"Is this your partner with you?" the woman asked, smiling brightly at JJ. She stuck her hand to JJ for her to shake. "I'm Amelia Harrison."

Both Penelope and JJ exchanged wide-eyed glances. "Umm," Penelope began. "I –"

"Oh, don't be shy, dear," the woman said, leading them back toward her office. "Many lesbian couples come to us for –"

JJ interrupted, saving Penelope from having to answer. "No, I'm just her friend helping her find a donor," she explained.

They entered Amelia's office, and the other woman didn't even flinch at her mistake. "Oh, well it is always good to have a friend to be here to help."

Penelope, unsure of what to say, looked around the woman's office as she went around to sit behind her desk. Her eyes found a trio of three photos of babies, each of them smiling and wide-eyed. They looked inhumanly adorable.

"So, Miss Garcia," Amelia said, gesturing for them to sit in the seats in front of her desk. She sat down opposite them and looked at the clipboard in Penelope's hands. "Shall we get started?"

Swallowing hard, Penelope nodded and flashed the woman a nervous smile. She could hardly believe she was this close. Right in front of her was the answer to her happiness, and she was more than ready to reach out and take it. Handing over the clipboard, she said, "I'm more than ready!"

Amelia smiled. "Well then," she said, looking at Penelope's sheets she had filled out moments ago. "Let's get started, shall we?"

They went over the different processes of finding a donor and what the process to actually get pregnant would be. It took about thirty minutes. When Amelia finished with her explanations, she started ruffling around in her drawers for another form. "Where is that –"

Before she could say more, a knock sounded from the door. JJ and Penelope turned to look at the door, and who they found there made Penelope's jaw drop. Standing in the door, poking his head into the office was Kevin Lynch.

"Amelia!" he said, grinning. He waved. His eyes fell on Penelope and JJ. His eyebrows leapt to the top of his forehead. "Penny? Agent Jareau?" What are you two doing here?"

Penelope blinked her shock. "I, uh, well…" She didn't know how much she wanted to disclose to her ex-boyfriend, lest it make its way back to her team.

Amelia smiled. "Oh, hello Kevin," she said, cutting Penelope off so she wouldn't have to answer. "How are you today?"

Kevin turned to look at Amelia and grinned. "Just got done doing another donation!" he chirped. "I'm planning on…" He continued speaking, but the words fell on deaf ears.

The moment Penelope registered the fact that her dweeb ex-boyfriend donated sperm here regularly, she felt the sudden urge to dash out the door. What if some weird mix up happened and she ended up with a Kevin Lynch baby? She wouldn't be able to handle that. Her eyes met JJ's, and she could tell her friend was thinking the same thing.

Looking at her phone, Penelope feigned a gasp. "Oh, no!" she muttered. "JJ, we have a case. Hotch just sent me a text."

JJ looked confused for a moment, causing Penelope to look at her with desperate eyes. Finally understanding, JJ sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Oh, no," she said, shaking her head. "Really? Well, I guess we should get going."

Penelope directed her attention to Amelia. "We'll have to reschedule this," she said, solemnly.

Amelia looked disappointed. "Oh, but we're so close to –"

"I know, and we're so upset we have to go," Penelope said, putting her coat on. She pulled JJ up by her hand and pulled her toward the door, past Kevin. She looked back over her shoulder once more at Amelia. "I'll call, and we can reschedule!"

Then she dashed out, tugging JJ out with her. She would just have to find another sperm bank, one where Kevin Lynch's sperm would have no chance of getting into her uterus.

XXXXX

"How was your day, Baby Girl?" Derek asked, bringing a bowl of popcorn around the island of Penelope's kitchen into her living room. "You and JJ disappeared at lunch and got back late."

She took a sip of her wine, keeping her face as neutral as she could. JJ had encouraged her to talk to Derek, to tell him what she was thinking, but she was sure in his reaction. The way he would react to this announcement would only make her goal of finding a sperm donor a living hell.

For now she was going to have to fake it.

"Oh, nothing," she lied. "We got distracted at lunch, that's all."

He laughed, seeming to not notice. Plopping down on the couch beside her, he offered her some of the popcorn. "You ladies just couldn't stop yammering, huh?" he teased.

"You know us ladies; we need to have our yak time." She looked over at him. Picking up his glass of wine on the coffee table, she handed it to him. They clinked glasses. Sighing, she picked up the remote and started their movie. As the opening credits played, she leaned her head against his strong shoulder.

Derek's mention of earlier made her think about how her plans had ben derailed, and now she was going to be waiting even longer for finding a donor. She didn't want to wait any longer. She wanted a baby.

"Baby, I know we're watching a movie, but you're never this quiet when we have a movie night," Derek said as the movie was starting after the opening credits.

Penelope looked up at him and shrugged. "I'm just tired," she murmured, sipping her wine. "Not been sleeping enough, I guess."

He laughed. "At least we can get some relaxation in before we have another case," he said, rubbing her shoulder. "It looks like the weekend won't have a case."

"Thank god," she murmured against his shirtsleeve. She allowed her thoughts to wander as the movie continued.

What will I name the baby? she thought forlornly.

"Is there really nothing wrong?" Derek asked, concerned. "You're worrying me, Garcia."

Sitting up, Penelope sighed and looked Derek in the eye. She really didn't feel well – she was too depressed about the course of her donor search – but she didn't want that course to be slowed down more with Derek's worries added in.

So she avoided saying anything.

Smiling, she touched his cheek before placing her wineglass on the coffee table. "I really am just tired," she said, leaning against him again. "Let's just watch the movie."

Neither of them spoke after that, and Penelope allowed her eyelids to flutter shut as she fell asleep against her best friend's chest.