Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, just the plot bunny ;)

A/N:Right new idea... this was inspired ages ago and I only recently got around to writing it! It's not fully complete, and life's gotten a little hectic, or well A LOT, so updates will be every other day if not every day... There won't be huge gaps between chapters I can promise you that =)

I really hope you enjoy what's ahead =)

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"Baby," Derek's soft baritone voice broke into her dream, "I think we need to get up to bed," She continued to hear him but she was having one of the best dreams possible. "You know when you open your eyes that dream's going to continued," He teased her and watched her smirk, her eyes still closed.

"You think yourself so highly don't you, Handsome?" She asked sleepily, slowly stretching as she lay out on his lap. She turned to face him; her eyes opened slightly, "Oh, but boy were you right."

Derek chuckled, "Think it's time we went to bed," He told her, "The candles are near enough ready to burn themselves out."

"Shower first," she replied curling up again, "No way am I sharing our little love den set up with a dirty God."

"I thought you liked a dirty God, Princess?" He asked her teasingly and watched her laugh. "Am I wrong?"

Penelope pulled herself off him, yet as she went to stand he pulled her back into his arms. "I like a dirty God in the bedroom, not elsewhere."

"We will be in the bedroom."

"Ew!" Penelope sounded as she pushed away and then jumped away from his grasp, "We are not christening someone's house for them."

"How about we christen my masterpiece?" He questioned her hopeful, his lips putting on a slight pout.

Penelope tapped a finger to her chin, "How about you come and see what's waiting in our little makeshift bed for you once you've cleaned yourself up."

Derek watched her wink at him, and then she walked off, going behind him to the staircase that led up from the kitchen. He smirked and shook his head; he'd give her a couple of minutes before he followed her up. He looked around the house. Putting his hands behind his head as he surveyed the half made house.

He had so much work to do, but with Penelope's help he was both ahead and behind schedule. She had helped him with the painting, and with deciding on what each of the rooms could prospectively look like, but then she had distracted him by setting up a picnic in the main living room. Complete with a blanket on the floors, ignorant of the couch, candles and a proper picnic hamper.

If there was one thing Derek loved more than renovating a house, it was Penelope Garcia given surprises. They were always the best and they were never the same on any two occasions.

Smiling Derek closed his eyes. Being with Penelope was somewhat of a life style change. With her there was never many down days, and there was never colour in short supplies. There were always things that made the day seem different from the day before, things that made you believe that today was a definitely a new day. She'd have fresh flowers around, a new smile, a new colour lipstick, a brand new favourite spot to kiss him. Whatever it was he was loving it, and Penelope.

One thing he wanted to change was that he wanted her to be his. He wanted her to wear a ring that was a warning sign, that glared at men all around that she was taken and that they would never, ever get the chance to have some of her. It found it an almost perfect ending to their love and after dating and getting more and more serious he felt that 4 months was enough.

At the end of the day it wasn't just 4 months they had between them in a relationship. They had years of flirtatious looks, touches, nicknames, banter. They were a couple before they were a couple and for that he knew they were destined to die old together.

Derek knew that in years to come he wanted to wake up and see her greying curls splayed on the pillows and see her well defined lines of her smile and see that same look of lust and love as she watched him.

He wanted to be woken up with her using his chest as her pillow. Be woken by her soft, gentle kisses, or by her finger tips tracing up his chest. He wanted to wake up for the rest of his days and Penelope be his very first sight.

He wanted Penelope to always be his easiest, his happiest and ultimately his favourite hello and, in turn, be his hardest and most hated goodbye. For if love was missing someone before they were gone then Penelope was already his hardest goodbye.

Every day he had her in his life how he wanted her, how he had yearned for her, he knew his days were perfect. When he told her he loved her, he didn't mean it casually, to start a conversation or mean it out of habit. He said it to remind her that she was the best thing to ever happen to him.

And really life came down to a drop of a hat, and even Derek knew that. After all God gave us two ends, one to sit on, the other to think with. Either Derek sat and procrastinated or he set in motion everything that was in his head and captured Penelope forever. After all success depended on which one you used.

Heads you win, and tails you lose.

It took the sound of an explosion to wake him from his dreams of Penelope and their future together. The noise making him jump to his feet and run to find Penelope. Derek found that his panic was only magnifying as he saw the smoke and falling rubble and debris coming from the stairwell.

"Baby Girl!" He called out as he ran, "Pen!" He bellowed as he saw the colours of fire paint the walls and ceilings and saw the nearly complete master bedroom up in flames.

As he reached the landing he came to see Penelope, her body completely mangled on the floor among the broken house. He ran to her, calling her, trying to arouse her but the closer he got the more damage he saw, the more blood pouring from her broken body.

"Penelope!" He cried out in anguish, getting his phone from his pocket and getting ready to drop to his knees he thought nothing of any other dangers that could arise.

Penelope was his main priority. Saving her was a bigger importance in his life.

Within seconds he went from being near Penelope's body to being thrown against a wall as a second explosion went off and the colours and emotions all rapidly disappeared.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- While In Wonderland -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

First Day That I Saw You, Thought You Were Beautiful.
But I Couldn't Talk To You, I Watched You Walk Away.
And It Felt Like I Spent, All Of That Second Day.
Trying To Figure Out What It Was That I Should have said.
Third Day Saw You Again, Introduced By A Friend.
Said All The Words I Wanted To.
On Day Four And Five And Six, I Don't Know What You Did.
But All I Could Think About Was You.

Thought I Couldn't Want You, More Than I Did Before.
But Everyday I Love You A Little Bit More.
Find Myself Asking, What Are You Waiting For.
Coz Everyday I Love You A Little Bit more.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- While In Wonderland -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Song: JLS – Love You More

A/N: Who wants more?