In the morning, Penelope was woken up by the sound of water running. Knowing that Erin was in the shower, she smiled and bounded out of bed, intent on joining her. When she opened the bathroom door, she heard Erin warbling happily, and sighed slightly as she pulled back the curtain and stepped inside.

"Good morning, Penny," Erin said as she turned to face her. There was something so lovely about seeing her like this, free of makeup, water streaming down her skin, and she stepped closer, capturing the older woman's lips in a tender kiss.

"Good morning, Erin. Um, I didn't even think to get your bag moved so that you'd have something to wear this morning. I suppose that I can make something of mine work."

"That sounds perfect. I wasn't really planning on staying, so my keys are in the pocket of the dress. Would you come home with me?" Again, there was a sweet hesitancy in Erin's voice, and Penelope knew that she had to reassure the woman, and quickly.

"Did you actually think you were going home alone? I want to wake up in your bed tomorrow morning and have a lazy Sunday breakfast. I want to cuddle up close to you as you read The New York Times and I check out Tumblr on my tablet. And I would not be adverse to a little Sunday morning sex, either."

The happy smile that broke on Erin's face made Penelope feel butterflies in her stomach, and with her focus on something else, she didn't realize that Erin had backed her against the wall of the shower until her back hit the cold tile, immediately pebbling her nipples. "I love morning sex," she whispered before kissing her hungrily. "But we should really get clean now, so that I don't lose my nerve in facing the others."

Penelope nodded a little before switching places with Erin, letting the water soak her hair as she watched the older woman soap up. Somehow, they both got clean, and then they were drying each other off before heading back into the bedroom.

Kneeling on the floor, Penelope pulled out clean undergarments for herself, tugging them on before pulling out clothes for herself and Erin. Thankfully, she had chosen a dress with a sash, and she thrust that out to Erin before quickly dressing in a blouse and skirt. And then they were walking out of the room together, Erin's hand tightly clasping hers.

As they waited for the elevator to come, she could tell that Erin was getting more nervous, as her thumb was drumming a steady tattoo against the back of her hand. "We'll be fine, I promise you."

"That still doesn't mean that I'm not nervous," she whispered as the door slid open. As Penelope peeked in, she noticed JJ and Hotch wrapped up in a heated embrace. "And that would be why," Erin squeaked out as the couple looked up and locked eyes with them.

"Erin?" Hotch finally asked, stepping forward a little, reaching out to touch her arm. "How?"

"I'd figured out it was Curtis, long before you did. I needed to get into WitSec, so that you could focus on bringing him down. However, the Red Cell team wasn't quite certain that he was the end of the matter, and I've been holed up there ever since. I was like a lark in a cage, no longer able to sing." She stepped closer to Penelope, seeking her out, and Penelope smiled a little as she wrapped her arm around Erin's waist, drawing her close as they stepped into the elevator.

"And she happened to seek me out last night," Penelope chirped as tugged Erin into the far corner of the elevator. Silence fell over the car as it smoothly rode down to the lobby. To her surprise, Hotch took hold of Erin's hand the moment the doors opened, guiding her over to the breakfast nook while JJ and Penelope stared after him. "Okay, why is your boyfriend taking off with my girlfriend?"

"I have not a clue. Come on." JJ clasped her hand and fairly dragged her off behind Hotch. As they entered the small room, Penelope took a deep breath as she saw everyone else from their team staring at her new lover. "Yep, she's alive, people. Just like Emily. Now, let's move on."

JJ let go of her hand and stalked over to the food, quickly filling a plate before sitting at one of the empty tables. That seemed to break the tension of the room, and Erin glanced back at her, a tentative smile on her lips. Penelope took the invitation and scurried over to her lover's side, standing as close as she possibly dared. "I wonder who will be the first one to come up to us with questions?" she murmured in Erin's ear as they went over to the buffet.

Erin shrugged a little as she picked up a plate and started to fill it with fruit and a few pieces of toast. "I don't know if I'll have answers for them, beyond that with you, I feel happy and safe." The honesty in Erin's voice overjoyed her, and Penelope nodded as she copied Erin, putting almost the same things on her plate.

They took a seat with JJ and Hotch, Erin scooting her chair closer to Penelope, as if she needed the closeness, to keep the stares at bay. From the corner of her eye, she saw Derek push away from the table and amble over to them. Shaking her head a little, she pointed to the free chair left at the table, and he plopped down, just staring at Erin. "If you take a picture, it might last longer, Sugar," Penelope finally said, knocking shoulders with her lover.

"I'm sorry, it's just a lot to take in," he finally drawled out before poking Erin gently on the arm. "It seems like we've all made new connections last night. Did Baby Girl take care of you?"

She felt a little put off that Derek was focused on her lover, only to smile when she heard Erin's words. "Yes, she made me feel very special. I couldn't ask for a more considerate lover." Erin rested her head on Penelope's shoulder and let out a tiny sigh. "And is that Jessica I see over there? Why did you abandon her?" she teased.

Derek blushed a little as he looked over at Jessica, waving her over. The other woman grinned as she stood and made her way over, pulling up another chair and siting close to Derek. "It is so good to see you alive and well, ma'am."

"It's good to be alive and well. I trust that you had as pleasant an evening as I did."

Jessica nodded as she hooked her arm through Derek's. "It was quite…stimulating, to say the least. Like walking in the rain after a long drought."

"Umm, that is the perfect description," Erin practically purred as she dropped her hand onto Penelope's knee, trailing her fingers up and down her leg. Penelope couldn't help but squirm under the light touches and coughed discreetly as the rest of their team joined the table, pulling up chairs to make it a tight, cozy, fit. The only downside, that Penelope could see, was that it allowed Erin to creep closer and closer to her core.

"Ah, bella, how did I know that you would end up in Kitten's arms after all this time?"

"Wait, you knew she was alive?" Penelope asked, trying not to squeak as Erin skimmed her fingers back down her thigh. Dave looked at them lecherously, as if he knew what the woman was doing to her.

"I was the one who helped cover up her death. She needed someone to confirm things, and while I knew that it meant saying goodbye to her, I wanted her to be alive and safe." He gazed into Erin's eyes, and tender love seemed to fill the air between them. Yet for some reason, Penelope wasn't jealous, as it didn't seem to be a romantic love any longer. "I'm just happy that she ended up with you."

"And this way, I'll be able to get to know the you of today," Alex said softly, her gaze never quite meeting Erin's, though she was smiling. "I mean, we were close to making amends, right?"

"Yes, Alexandra, we were." They smiled at each other before Erin turned her head and kissed Penelope's cheek. "If you don't mind, I'm going to run up to our room and pack. I'll meet you in the lobby in twenty, Penny?"

"That sounds perfect," she replied as she watched Erin stand up. She was barely out the door of the nook when Penelope let out a disconsolate sigh.

"You should go after her, Baby Girl. I know that you want to."

She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not that bad. Besides, our revels now are ended."

"Shakespeare never met a woman like Erin. Go after her, Kitten. You might be pleasantly surprised at the revelry that she has in her at this time of the day." Rossi gave her a knowing look, and that was all it took to have her pushing the chair away from the table, an eager look on her face. "Really, the two of you make a lovely couple."

"Thanks," she called out as she rushed towards the door, suddenly eager to be back in the arms of new lover. And a small part of her was already wishing that their revelry would never end.