A/N: Enjoy!

The buzzing and pain finally stopped after what seemed to be ten years later.

In reality, only about twenty minutes had passed. Carlos quickly put a wet wipe over the tattooed area, explaining that bleeding was normal. "It's common," he said. "Are you an easy bleeder?"

"I guess," Penelope said. She could hardly remember anything. Her mind was still so focused on the fact she now had a tattoo to sport. Was she an easy bleeder? She didn't think so. Well, there was that one time…

"Baby Girl," Derek interrupted, pulling her out of her thoughts. "It's over. You can stop holding my hand. It kinda hurts."

She let go at once, smiling apologetically, and watched as the pigment returned back to his normal color. Had she really held his hand so tightly? "Sorry," she said. "I didn't realize I was hurting you."

"It's fine," he said with a grin. "I'm proud of you. You're officially become more of a badass."

"Yeah, right," Penelope said, swatting at him playfully. "I've always been a badass of some sort." Then, to Carlos: "Can I see?"

He rummaged through a drawer for a mirror and held it up. "There you go."

She squealed when she saw the design. Carlos had perfectly replicated the lioness he had sketched earlier onto her skin. It really did look like the lion on Derek's shoulder.

"I love it," she breathed. "The redness though. When does that go away?"

"A couple of days," Carlos said reassuringly. "It's completely normal. A tattoo is like an injury. It takes time to heal, and you have to help it along. I usually recommend unscented lotion to keep it moisturized. Other than that, let it do its thing. The body heals at its own pace."

Derek nodded in agreement. "Lotion is the best," he said. "Trust your two experts here, rookie. You'll have to get a sleeve to compete with us."

"Never," Penelope said, sitting up. "Carlos, you did a great job, but this is my first and only tattoo. It's not something I want to endure again."

"Suit yourself," Derek replied. "Depends if we make another bet or not, huh?"

She ignored him and smiled. "Do you love and adore my lioness?" she asked. "We match."

"I'll leave you two lovebirds here," Carlos said, stifling a laugh. "I need to ring up your total anyway. How are we paying today?"

Derek handed over a credit card before Penelope could speak or dig out her wallet. When she started to object, he held up a hand. "I don't want to hear it," he said. "You shouldn't have to pay for this. I was the one who talked you into it."

Carlos ducked out to the cash register. She rolled her eyes. "Fine. Be that way. It's fifty dollars extra I'll have for my computer games and phone apps."

"Well, you are a technical goddess," Derek said. "You need every extra dime you can find."

She made a face at him. "I can't believe I did this," she said. "I'm in shock. I always swore I'd never get a tattoo. Like ever. JJ will be so proud of me."

"Our team is officially tatted," he agreed. "You were the last one that needed a tattoo."

"What?" she cried. "I know that JJ has that butterfly tramp stamp, but Rossi has a tattoo? And Reid?"

"Are you not as surprised about Kate?" he asked laughing. "She has an infinity sign on her ankle. Total white girl and classic."

"And this isn't?" Penelope asked, motioning to her shoulder.

"No," he said. "It's unique. Besides, how many other women have you met with a lioness on their shoulder?"

"Not many," Penelope admitted. "Now spill. What are the other tattoos our family has?"

"Right, right," he said. "Well, Hotch has a tattoo that matches with Haley. They got it when they were eighteen. It's some sort of key and she has the lock. It's on his side."

"Rossi?"

"Something in Italian. He's never told me what it means and I didn't ask. It's on his shoulder in the same place as yours."

"Reid?"

"He has mathematical equations on his chest," Derek said. "I honestly don't know how he stood it. It's directly on the sternum."

Penelope groaned. "What is wrong with you people? Be happy with your perfect skin and don't tamper with it."

Carlos returned and handed Derek a slip to sign. "If you need a touch up, feel free to come back," he said to Penelope. "Or if you want something a little more colorful."

"I'll let you know," she said. "I love it. Thanks so much."

They headed out then, as Carlos had another customer waiting. Once they were out in the street, Derek immediately turned to Penelope and kissed her, right under the street light.

She was breathless when they pulled apart. "What was that for?"

"For doing this," he said. "I didn't dare you to get a tattoo for some silly bet. I did it because I want you marked as mine. I want everyone to know you're taken by the absolute best."

She giggled. "Seriously?"

"Really," he said. "I love you, and I know you love me. I just worry that...uh, certain techs in your department don't realize what we have is so special."

"Kevin Lynch?" Penelope asked. "He knows we're dating."

"I've seen the way he looks at you," Derek said. "He's still crazy about you. Like, major crazy. I've seen him stalking you on Twitter at least twice."

Penelope tried to punch him, but he dodged it. "Yeah, right. Kevin is way over me and into Jane. I figured it out when Reid asked her on a date and Kevin looked super pale."

"He can be Reid's problem then. Now, back to us," Derek said. "I want everyone, including all the men at the BAU, to know you're happily taken. I'm your lion and you're my lioness."

"I'm starting to think you're the crazy one, Hot Stuff," Penelope said giggling. "But I'm happy that we match. I really do love the tattoo."

They kissed again, walking toward Derek's SUV in the process. Then, grinning in a goofy sort of way, she said: "I wasn't kidding when I suggested you getting Clooney a friend to play with. He gets lonely when you're away. I should know, after all. I'm the one who looks after him."

He looked down at her. Penelope had the cutest puppy dog like face and he groaned. "You're killing me, baby," he said. "Clooney drives me nuts enough by himself. Now I have to have two dogs?"

"I'll help," she said. "C'mon."

"Fine," he said. "As long as it's a purebred. I'm not looking for a mutt with crazy genes."

They headed for the pet store then, Derek swearing all the way he was never betting with Penelope Garcia again. "Two dogs," he kept saying. "I'm going to lose my mind."

She knew he'd be grateful later though. Clooney would love his new buddy.

A/N: Finished at last! Let me know how you liked it!