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Title: Change

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Morgan/Garcia

Prompt for 10_dates: #10 Sex

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to CBS. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time.

Summary: Part 7/10 of the “Long way”-series. Well, the prompt is a good clue. ;)
warnings: none

AN: Again, it’s amazing how many reviews I received on the stories I updated, sometimes even stories I had almost forgotten about. I’m thankful and impressed and honored, all at once. I’m sorry if I didn’t reply all of you, your comments are very much appreciated!

Once again, my life got in the way and kept me from updating earlier, but this time in a good way. That’s a different story, though. Now, I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter.

“So… erm… How about a change of location?” the man asked in a low voice. He was about her age, tall, not exactly what people called handsome, but in a way good-looking. More importantly, he seemed to be a nice guy.

He hadn’t even dared to approach her first. He’d bought her a drink, and then waited for her to come over and approach him.

She’d let him dangle for a while, though. First of all, she didn’t want to give him the impression that she was an easy lay – even though today, she totally was. She also wanted to make sure he really was interested, even though she didn’t really want more than tonight.

“What exactly do you have in mind?” she asked in a flirty tone.

“I don’t know, something that’s… quieter,” he said, shrugging.

Penelope almost couldn’t repress a giggle. He was nervous, so he certainly didn’t do this very often, either.

“Quieter?” She raised an eyebrow at him, giving him the most innocent look she could manage.

“How about… my place?” he croaked.

“Oh, so you think I’m an easy lay?” She just couldn’t resist torturing him a little. He was too cute when he was nervous.

“N… no, I…” he stuttered, “I just thought… I really like you, and I thought we could… get to know each other… a little.”

“Oh,” she nodded. “You want to show me your etchings?”

He smirked a little, and his cheeks turned red. In a way, he reminded Penelope of Reid. “Yeah, something like that,” he mumbled.

For a moment, she remained silent, then she smiled at him. “Okay, why not.”

“Really?” he burst out.

Penelope couldn’t help but laugh. “This is the first time you’ve picked up a girl at a bar, right?”

“Yeah,” he admitted, and then laughed himself. “I… Actually, I came here to get really drunk, you know. I didn’t even plan on talking to anyone, but then you came in, and… I just had to approach you.”

“You know, that certainly is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Penelope smiled and leaned a bit closer.

“What about you?” the man asked. “I mean, have you… done that before?”

“It’s a shame, but I have to admit that actually, I have, and it was a complete disaster,” Penelope chuckled.

“But you want to give it another try?” He bit his lip. What a stupid question!

Penelope smiled seductively and shrugged. “Well, I knew it was going to be a disaster beforehand, so I certainly didn’t deserve better. You are different.”

He smiled a little sheepishly and sipped at his drink.

Penelope leaned closer again, offering a good view at her advantages. “So, how about your etchings, huh?”

He choked on his drink, making Penelope giggle, and then quickly nodded and paid their drinks. Penelope could tell he was pretty nervous, when he led her to his car and fumbled with the keys.

“Hey, you!” Penelope swore silently at the sound of the angry voice behind them. “Leave my girl alone!”

The man winced and turned around, defensively raising his hands. “I swear, I had no idea she was taken.”

“I’m not,” Penelope grunted. “That’s just my watchdog.”

“She’s coming with me,” Derek snarled, crossing his arms in front of his muscular chest.

“What gives you the permission to tell me what to do and where to go?” Penelope replied, imitating his movement.

“I’m more sober than you, I’m stronger than you, and I’m the guy with the gun,” he shrugged.

At the word gun, the man jumped into his car and quickly drove off.

“Thank you,” Penelope shouted- “You just ruined my evening.”

“Get in!” Derek demanded, pointing towards his SUV.

She’d taken a cab to the bar, and she knew Derek would make her get into his car anyways, so she capitulated.

The drive to his place was silent and tense. Derek could feel she was ready to explode, but he knew she would be thankful in the morning.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone for a single evening?!” Penelope pretty much shouted at him, once he had closed the door to his apartment behind them.

“You’re drunk,” he replied calmly. “Let’s discuss this tomorrow.”

“I’m sober enough to hit you, and I have many reasons to do so.” She raised her hand to emphasize her words.

“Because I saved you from a guy who just wanted to fuck you?” he shouted back.

“Oh, you saved me!” she repeated theatrically. “Have you considered that maybe that was exactly what I wanted?!”

He blinked at her in confusion.

“What?” Penelope snorted. “If you pull eight girls a week, you’re a hero, and if I do the same, I’m a slut?! You know what?! Fuck you and your double standards!” She stormed through the corridor towards the door to Derek’s guest room.

He grabbed her arm to stop her. When Penelope started to punch his arm in an attempt to break free, he pushed her against the wall of the corridor. “I just don’t want you to get hurt, okay? You would have regretted it in the morning.”

“I don’t need you to protect me!” she grunted, and tried to break free. She knew he was right. After what happened with Battle, she never wanted to take the risk of hooking up with a stranger again, and she wouldn’t have done it if this case hadn’t made her feel so unhuman.

“I know how you’re feeling,” he said in a low voice, searching her eyes with his. “Trust me, I do. I understand why you… need someone, but we both know you’re gonna feel even worse in the morning. I can’t let that happen. I can’t just let you hook up with someone you don’t even know.”

“You don’t know what I need,” she whispered. Derek’s body so close to hers was starting to cloud her senses. God, he was hot!

“I do,” Derek replied in a low voice, leaning closer. “I know you need someone, but you don’t need to take a complete stranger. I’m right here, Baby Girl.”

“Wh… What?” she panted.

Derek leaned closer, his lips almost touching hers. “I’m here if you need someone,” he repeated.

She couldn’t say anything; she could hardly even think with him so close to her. All she wanted was to cross the tiny distance between them and get the kiss she’d been longing for since the day they met.

A wave of desire washed through her body, making her tremble, and Penelope’s eyes fluttered shut. She licked her lips in anticipation.

Smiling, Derek leaned in to let his lips touch hers. She was sweet, and her lips were incredibly soft. His heart skipped a beat when she opened her mouth to kiss him back.

Neither of them really remembered how they made it into his bedroom. Clothes piled the floor, their lips only breaking contact when Penelope hastily pulled his shirt over his head. This was a dream. It had to be. It was much too good; it felt like it was the first time someone had ever touched her. Everything was new, exciting, and so perfect.

Derek was sweet and caring and soft and passionate. Penelope was sure her heart was going to burst with bliss every moment. Finally. Finally, after all these years of flirting and teasing and dancing around each other, her wildest dream was coming true. Derek Morgan made love to her, and it was better than she’d ever imagined it to be.

The only flaw was that she knew this wasn’t going to last. It was a one-off. Only, she wasn’t sure she could ever go back to where they had been after tonight. But Derek wasn’t the relationship kind of guy, and she knew that.

Derek wrapped his arms around her and pulled her as close as humanly possible. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so happy. He wasn’t even sure he’d ever been this happy before. Nothing he had ever experienced had been anywhere near this night. All the nights he had spent with other girls, all the nice adventures he’d liked to remember from time to time had become meaningless.

He was home. There was no way he was ever going to let go of his baby girl again. Smiling, he inhaled her scent and closed his eyes. For the first time since he could remember, he fell asleep happily and at peace. What he didn’t know was that the next morning when he woke up, she would already been gone.
Tags: 10_dates_challenge, morgan/garcia, story_the_long_way
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