BAU Headquarters – Quantico, VA – Monday Morning –

Penelope was exhausted but her smile was brighter than it had ever been as she stepped off the elevator and glided through the bullpen. If she actually believed that people could walk on air she'd swear her feet were at least ten inches off the ground. She was one happy lady this morning just a few minutes past eight o'clock on the first day of another work week and without her first cup of coffee even.

She glanced up to the middle office and saw that the light was on. Even after last night he was here early as usual. Her smile got even wider as she climbed the eighteen steps to the second level. She wanted to rush into his office and start her day with a shameless sexually tinged greeting to the most gorgeous man on the planet but she wanted to act like a grown-up this morning not like a girl who'd just have the best sex in her life; which, as a matter of fact, just mere hours ago she had indeed had the best sex she'd ever had in her life but that's what she'd said each time that they'd made love- Sunday morning, afternoon and several times that night! Penelope had prided herself in having an imagination more vivid than her wardrobe but no fantasy could have prepared her for him.

He saw her rush by and he cursed his boss on the other end of the phone that prevented him from jumping up rushing to the door and pulling her into his office. His momentary distraction didn't go unnoticed by Hotch and he had to quickly pull himself from the brink after Hotch had yelled his name three times in frustration. He was going to be of no use to anyone today, she'd ruined him for work today and he prayed that they did not get a case for the next week.

He'd arrived an hour ago feeling the need to get to work early otherwise he'd make both of them late and the team was already suspecting that they'd finally gotten together. Just seeing her lying next to him sent him nearly over the edge and now as he watched her breeze past his window sent him shifting positions and conjuring thoughts of teddy bears to get his mind off of her. It wasn't working.

Penelope stepped into her lair and the first thing her eyes saw was the largest bouquet of red roses she'd ever seen. She was overwhelmed as the fragrance surrounded the room. Whoever sent them had spent a fortune and she slowly leaned over to take them in. Now she knew why he'd really left before her this morning as she pulled one of the flowers from the others and held it to her chest.

The card read: "I love you."

She felt a single tear escape and run down her face; this was just one of the reasons she loved him. She couldn't seem to stop staring at the oversized flowers…and she couldn't stop smiling.

He couldn't wait any longer to see her, to touch her and to hold her in his arms. He knew that they had to be careful but nevertheless, he got up and headed toward her office. Without waiting for her to respond, he knocked and opened the door. She turned and greeted him with the most beautiful and teary-eyed smile he'd ever seen. He stepped in and closed the door she closed the gap between them and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He pulled her close to his body inhaling her vanilla and jasmine body wash. Then he saw the bright red jumbo-sized bouquet of roses and froze. He pulled away searching her face in confusion.

"Who are the flowers from?"

"Don't be silly, Handsome, you know who they're from."

"I do?"

"Yes! They're amazing by the way! Thank you so much! Now I know why you rushed out so early this morning."

"Penelope…"

"And I was thinking you didn't want the team to suspect anything if they saw us walk in together…"

"Penelope, what are you talking about?"

"I know how worried you've been about the frat rules and all. I get it but eventually, were going to have to come clean."

"Penelope, I didn't send the flowers!" He interrupted irritated.

She looked back at the flowers and then back at him. He was angry and she was confused. Of course he sent the flowers, who else would send her flowers?

"Derek, I thought you sent the flowers."

"Was there a card with them?"

"Yes."

She handed him the card and watched as he read the three words. It wasn't signed and it was typed not handwritten. Now his profiler instincts kicked in co-mingling with his jealousy.

"Was there anything else?"

"Nothing."

"I don't like this, Baby Girl. If I find out who's sending my woman flowers with, 'I-love-you' notes I'm going to kick his ass!"

Garcia gently grabbed his arm and pulled him close to her. She had to make him understand that she was just as puzzled as he was. If this past weekend had taught her anything was that he had as many insecurities about her rejecting him as she had about him rejecting her.

"Hotstuff, listen to me; I don't know who sent these but one thing I do know, I love you and only you. There's no one else, I promise!"

"Are you sure I don't have some competition?"

"I'm most definitely sure. It's just you; it's always been you."

Morgan relaxed and pulled her close planting a soft kiss on her lips. She returned the kiss with more purpose and passion and he responded losing himself in her then reluctantly he pulled away from her smiling and looking deep into her eyes.

"I love you, Penelope Garcia."

"I love you too, Derek Morgan."

She leaned against her desk because she realized that her legs could no longer support her weight after that kiss. He was satisfied with her reaction to him and turned confidently and headed toward the door. Just as he placed his hand on the door he suddenly turned back.

"Oh, I forgot something."

He walked past her and grabbed the flowers. She stifled a giggle as the top half of his body disappeared behind the ridiculously large arrangement.

"Derek, where are you going with my flowers?"

"I'm giving them to Doris in Cyber Crimes."

"But…but…she's like 105 years old."

"Yeah, I know I think it will make her day."

"Hell, forget about making her day, she'll never be able to carry them to her car after work!"

After several attempts to find the doorknob and make it through the door he finally found his way out into the hall. She closed the door behind him and broke into a hysterical laughter.

"God how I love that man!" She thought to herself.

Monday Afternoon –

The entire team had worked most of the morning completing paperwork from the past week of cases and as the morning began to wind down, Penelope finally had a moment to run her weekly diagnostics. She found herself giggling at the sight of Derek carrying the flowers from her office. She knew he had a jealous streak but she didn't know that it would provide hours of comedic relief so soon into their relationship. It was cute but surely he had to know that he had nothing at all to worry about. She was his now and forever.

Then a beep pulled her away from her private thoughts as her computer alerted her to a new email. Puzzled she clicked on the icon and watched as the message opened. Her jaw dropped as she read the short message. It had been years since she'd thought of him. She never imagined ever hearing from him again in fact, she wasn't even sure he was still alive. But here he was alive and in living color. The picture attached to the email took her back to a time long forgotten and she sat in still silence reading the message over and over again.

Hello my little Cherub:

I've missed you and I desperately need to see you! Please say that you will join me for lunch today.

Cicero's in an hour? Don't disappoint me.

All my love,

Mason.

A familiar knock startled her and as the door opened she quickly closed the message. Nervously she smiled at him as he stepped into the office.

"Hey, the team is going to that new deli down the street for lunch, are you in?"

She seemed nervous and he hadn't missed the fact that she'd hidden the email from him. He made a mental note to ask her about it later.

"Uh…I'm sorry, Sweetness but I have plans…"

"Really? What kind of plans?"

She stood and approached him placing her hands on his shoulders.

"Look, Handsome, just because we're a couple now doesn't mean, Mama can't have plans."

She knew that her attempt at being lighthearted had failed miserably.

"Garcia, I'm not trying to control you…this is still new for me, I'm sorry…"

"Hey, I was just kidding. I just need to run some errands that I didn't get to take care of this weekend…I was a little busy after all."

She hated lying to him; she'd never lied to him before. His smile made her feel like a wretch and she promised to make it up to him later.

"Okay, but you're all mine tonight!"

He kissed her on the forehead and headed towards the door.

"It's a date."

She blew him a kiss and watched as he stepped into the hall and closed the door.