Note- this story works off the premise that in the season finale this year Morgan and Garcia start a steamy sexual relationship. This fic would take place in September of 2010, during the first episode of next year.

Take Me Home Tonight

"Hey, babe, I need you to check the criminal history of all the staff at this hospital for me. I think it's a possibility that our unsub works here or did at some point in the last few years," Derek spoke into his phone.

"Okay. On it."

From the tone of her voice he knew something was up with her. "Baby girl? You all right?"

"Just distracted today."

"Oh yeah? What's on that beautiful mind of yours?"

"Nothing for you to worry about right now, my love. You know how I am when I get something in my head. I become obsessed with it until I have the answer all figured out."

"So what is your latest obsession? And is it something dirty? Cause you know that I'm always up to hear about any new tricks you've come up with," he said, in a throaty tone, always flirting with her at every opportunity. Sleeping with her didn't take away their heat. It only turned the sparks into a wild burning fire that left him happier than he had ever been in his life before.

"I promise to tell you all about it when you get home. For now you need to focus all that brilliant brain power of yours on catching the bad guy and then coming home to your bad girl."

He let out a sexy chuckle. "That's the plan." He smiled widely. "All right, girl, I gotta go."

"Be safe."

"Always."

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Penelope clicked off the phone call from Derek and let her eyes wander over to her purse. It was unzippered. She had used her lunch hour to go get a pregnancy test at the closest drug store.

Before Derek got back she wanted to know if she was carrying their baby or not so she could figure out how to tell him.

They hadn't been trying to conceive and she didn't quite know what to think about the fact that their birth control method could have failed.

They spent all summer in a too hot for underage eyes love affair. It hadn't been just sex that first night and it still wasn't now. One of her favorite moments each day now was when she would wake up in his arms and he would whisper, his voice thick with sleep, as she tried to get up to go to the bathroom "Hurry back to me, baby girl," and then let out an unhappy groan from the feel of her body moving away from his. He could never stay asleep when she left their bed.

She still had her apartment but it went unused most of the time. She always seemed to end up going to his place. He'd give her a look filled with desire- an unquenchable lust that left them both shocked and breathless time after time- and his love for her and she'd forget all about her intentions for them to go slow.

He used to be such a player. She didn't want to bore him or smother him or do anything to make them end. The first few weeks they were together she worried about that all the time. That her biggest dream would somehow fall apart right before her eyes.

But over time those fears faltered and lost a lot of their hold on her. The way Derek treated her was slowly showing her, each day and night they spent together now, that he couldn't be pushed away, scared off or grow tired of her.

His lust never got satiated. It always flared hot between them and grew hotter all the time. She had been starting to believe, just last week, that they were headed for the fate she never thought could be hers. A lifetime with him loving her.

But then she missed her period.

Now what? she thought, as she pulled her eyes off the pregnancy test. Will he freak? Will I? Do I even want a baby? Can we even take care of one with our jobs? How does JJ do it? Can I bring a baby into this evil world?

The world seemed endlessly wicked when they were deep into a case but it was a wondrous place when Derek was back home again. Then her world shone like the stars above.

That world was just the place for their child to grow up in.

Slow your roll, Penelope told herself, borrowing a phrase from her boyfriend's vernacular. You don't even know if you're pregnant.

The next chance she got she was taking that test.

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Ten days later Derek walked back into the BAU, with the rest of the team, spotted his girlfriend talking to Agent Andersen and hurried up behind her.

Murmuring "There's my baby girl," he wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her cheek, before letting her go. He wore a big smile.

His eyes searched her. She had been on his mind nearly constantly. He had tried to conjole out of her why she had that distance and brooding tone in her voice but he couldn't get it out of her over the phone. Now that he was back home he intended to learn what was weighing on her mind and help her through it any way he could.

Though her eyes were clouded with unnamed emotions Penelope smiled back. "And there's my favorite super hero."

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They walked into his house together. He dropped his bag by the door, greeted his dog, and then looked at Penelope. "Okay, give it up, sexy mama. What's got you all worked up?"

She looked at him for a moment, as if contemplating what to say, and then admitted "I had a scare."

The hairs on his arm stood up. He tensed and asked "What kind of scare?"

"A Morgan/Garcia genetic miracle kind of scare."

His eyebrow furrowed. "A baby? We made a baby?"

"No, my love, we didn't but for a day or two I thought we might have. I guess I just jumped to conclusions. I didn't mean to stress you out while you were working, making you worry about me. It was all just silliness on my part." She slipped out of her coat and hung it up. "So that's that. What do you want for dinner?"

Penelope started to head for the kitchen but Derek took hold of her arm and stopped her. "Hold on there, woman. Can I get a minute to catch up here? When did you first suspect you were pregnant? After I left for Houston?"

"The morning we got this latest case. I realized I was a few days late."

"While I was still here?"

"Baby-"

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I didn't know anything and I didn't even know what I thought about the possibility, let alone what you would. I needed time to process and figure out if I want a baby in my life-"

"Our life."

Her eyes softened and her voice dropped. "In our life," she corrected.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "And what did you figure out?"

"Its way too soon."

"That doesn't sound like the full answer. Come on, give it to me straight. Were you happy about the idea, after you sat with it for a while?"

"After the crazy shock wore off, you mean?"

"Yeah."

"You look kinda shell shocked still, handsome."

"Answer me, woman. Don't try and avoid this question." His eyes filled with a darkness that showed his male possessiveness over her. "Did the idea of having our baby make you glad you've spent the last few months in my bed or make you regret it all?"

Looking into his eyes she swore, as her hand caressed his cheek, "I will never regret loving you and I would have been honored to give you a child. And honored to give my child you for a father."

He rested his forehead against hers. His arms wrapped around her back. Softly he asked "You're sure you're not....?"

"I'm sure, sweetness."

"Well you know what that means, right?" he said, a teasing lilt coming into his voice.

"Describe it for me nice and slow. You know how I get hot for kinky talk."

He chuckled and lifted her off her feet. "We're just gonna have to keep trying, pretty mama."

"Give it a year, baby!" she cried, as he carried her to bed. "I need a year to ravish you senseless before I have to wake up every night with our kid."

He grinned at her. "A year. All right. But its going to be quite the year, baby girl. You better be ready for it."

She just smiled back at him as he walked into the bedroom and closed the door. Giggles could be heard as the bed creaked.

THE END

Inspired by Fat Bottomed Girls. Song by Queen. Mvid by moonbrain.