Note- This fic is based around season five episode twenty one which was titled Exit Wounds.

I'd first like to say that the episode was nearly perfect, for me, in every way and I do not like to mess with perfection. There were just a few small ways that the Morgan and Garcia connection could have been amped up even more though.

This fic will basically change a few things and expand on a few other things while hopefully keeping the same essence of that episode intact throughout. The idea is to make the dream episode just a little dreamier. Also to show scenes that Criminal Minds didn't have the time or inclination to include but that I hope are enjoyable to read and add to the overall enjoyment that episode gave us Morgan and Garcia fans.

Overall I did adore what I saw on screen. For anyone that did not see the episode it is posted at you tube. But you don't need to have watched the episode to understand this story. For those who did watch Exit Wounds this fic starts after the first scene where the BAU ladies are shopping together.

On The Job

Chapter One

May 2010

Strolling into the round table room he asked "Hey, man, you believe this? Can we ever get a night off anymore?"

Dr. Spencer Reid gave his friend a blank look. "What? Did you have plans? I wasn't doing anything myself. Besides I'd much rather put my time to good use on a case anyway."

"Why doesn't that surprise me, kid?"

Ever since breaking up with his last girlfriend Reid seemed to relish work more than ever. He liked to get lost in the cases and not have to spend too much time home alone.

Derek Morgan was feeling the exact opposite lately. He wanted- no, damn it, he needed- some uninterrupted time off.

He was starting to get the very bad feeling that he may never have sex again. It seemed that God was getting a good laugh out of dangling the chance for smoking hot sex in front of Derek's eyes and then, at the last moment, yanking it away again.

This had been happening over and over for about three months now. Two months immediately proceeding that Derek didn't even try to hook up with anyone. He had been in a weird- but good weird- place then. Just out of a relationship with a woman who he had to admit to himself never had a chance in hell of turning into his wife and enjoying getting close with his best friend again.

It was not that, during those two month, sex had never been on his mind. To the contrary, it was almost always on his mind.

But during that time period it was sex with his best friend that had filled up Derek's daydreams. And having those kinds of fantasies was just not cool to do to a buddy. Even if she only got hotter looking, sexier sounding, more brilliant, more bold and more amazing as the days went on. He was a guy though and so he imagined the women he knew naked, on their knees, pleasuring him. And he imagined models, actresses, porn stars, and rock stars sometimes too. Most of all though he imagined Penelope Garcia.

Well, imagining would have to be enough for him now because God wasn't gonna let him have sex again. It was becoming increasing clear to Derek that was his fate.

It all started in March. They had three days off and Penelope went to visit her boyfriend's family. Derek had more time on his hands than usual and no chance to see her so he decided to go to a party that one of his friends in the ATF was throwing. He figured he could hook up with someone and break his dry spell.

Just when he had her pressed against the door of the guest bedroom, the condom in his hand, his damn phone had chirped, signaling a text message. They had caught a case.

Three weeks later almost the same exact thing happened. This time he had called up an old flame that he knew was good for no questions, no expectations sex. They were already halfway to heaven, panting and moaning, but not yet screwing, when his damn phone had chirped again.

So that had been the way he spent March. April went no better. And May was a damn joke. His weekend at the beach house with a very sexy, thin, tall, former dancer he met at a jazz club- she sang there- had to be cancelled because of work and then she told him that she was going back to her ex. Tonight Derek had been out at the bar, trying to turn his sex life around, when freaking work interrupted again.

The only way to have a love life with his job was to get married. That was all there was to it. Dating never worked out. No person could handle their schedule. Most spouses couldn't either. Maybe he should just admit sex was not gonna be a big part of his life going forward.

Nah. He wasn't at that point yet. He was just pretty damn horny and frustrated. That's all. Things would turn around eventually. They had to. He couldn't go without sex for the rest of his life. He had already spent one long stretch- that ended seven months back- without doing much dating. Finally he was pass that dark period in his life. He was reasonably happy, feeling healthy, and ready to have some fun again.

Now if only his job would give him some time off to do that.

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"Even if I was attracted to Mick Rawson, not saying that I am," Emily told JJ and Penelope as they walked off the elevator and into the bullpen "our work schedule makes it impossible to have a relationship. I've tried one too many times already. Its not worth the hassle."

"Once again," JJ said "I remind you that I have a very happy-"

Penelope and Emily shared a look.

"What?" JJ asked "I have a happy relationship!"

That was debatable but JJ wasn't the type to admit to her problems. She would complain often about how her and Will had many differences in their personalities that caused clashes, even if they were outwardly happy most times, but she would never say that they maybe they should break up. She seemed to believe she had to stay and had to make it work. So the problems were brushed under the rug day after day. Maybe it was for the best. They had a son and they made it work as well as they could.

But nobody, not even JJ, really believed her and Will had the perfect relationship.

"You're practically married," Emily said. "To see your man you don't have to set up dates that constantly get cancelled because of unsubs."

JJ said "Kevin and Penelope made it work."

Emily asked "That's your example? That's the best you can do? A couple who isn't even together anymore? Jayje, give it up. You just made my case for me."

Penelope said to Emily "We didn't break up over our schedules. Believe me, even with our crazy jobs you can make it work if you want to bad enough. With the hot ass and accent on that British heartthrob I think, if I was you, I'd sure try to tame that tiger."

She made a roaring sound like a lioness going after prey.

The girls laughed as they walked into the round table room. They were carrying their drinks from the coffee shop. As soon as Derek saw Penelope a wide grin curved over his lips. Reaching for her coffee he said "Give, mama."

She handed it over and he took a sip then said "Mmm," before placing a hand on her arm. Leaning close to her ear he said "Caramel. Is this what keeps you so sweet, sweetness?"

She whispered her answer into his ear "Yeah, handsome, and I'm sweet all over too."

That caused both Derek and Penelope to let out low, throaty chuckles.

SSA David Rossi walked in just then, dressed in a wrinkled tux with the bow tie loose around his neck looking like he just had to slip it back on after quite the raunchy night. Seeing Derek and Penelope flirting, giving each other sexually charged looks, he asked to no one in particular "Its gonna be one of those nights, huh?"