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Diggin' on You	By : SensationalK Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“This is karma,” I told Penny as I handed her the sonogram of her future Godchild that I had pulled out of my purse. My office desk was filled with Bride magazines, phone books, and names of caters, florists, and locations. It was our lunch Break and Derek was out on a case. I didn’t have the usual morning sickness that would alarm women about a pregnancy, but it had been Derek telling me during one night during our sex-escapades that it looked like my breast gotten bigger. I knew from the women in my family that they didn’t tend to have morning sickness.
One call, a check up at my gynecologist the evening that Derek flew out confirmed that I was pregnant.
She laughed and nodded, “Damn Skippy, you and Derek bone like rabbits. I assume since you are seven weeks alone that Junior was made somewhere in Germany,” she winked at me.
I grinned at her, “Yup, and if I count back the days, Junior was made in the Alps during a ten minute breather walking up a path on the Zugspitze.”
Garcia howled in laughter.
“When are you going to tell Derek?” Penny asked, taking a bit of her veggie burger.
“When he comes back, not going to distract him during the case by telling him that he’s gonna be a Daddy in a few months.”
“Are you now gonna wait to get married?”
“Hell no,” I chuckled, “I’m pushing this wedding up. My baby is not going to be born out of wedlock, I wanna be able to tell the hoes out there that I got married and then had a baby.”
“Wedlock? Big word, Lovelyn,” Penny laughed and I swatted at my best friend.
It was Tuesday afternoon and took the team until Thursday morning to finish the case. I had been just returning from a meeting to find the Team at their desks.
“Hey there Big Daddy,” I grinned as Derek turned his head towards me.
“Big Daddy?” Derek raised an eyebrow and I giggled, I avoided kissing him since Hotch had told us to turn the heat between us in the office a bit down.
“Monday night, baby? I can quiet remember you telling to call you Big Daddy,” I winked at him. Derek’s eye glazed over the memories and he grinned like cat that caught the canary. Hotch’s office phone rang before he say something to the both us and went to go get it.
“You guys are sick,” Emily shook her head, laughing as Derek’s face.
“Ohhh Please, Em, haven’t you had a guy that took you by the hair, took you from behind and talk dirty to you telling you to call him you Daddy while he slapped your ass,” I looked at here and Em, coughed and smirked.
“TMI folks,” Reid blushed and shook his head causing JJ to laugh.
“Embarrassed, Spencer?” she teased him, he started to ramble but stopped and shook his head, and I laughed at the cute image.
“It’s okay, Pretty Boy, you can know that Lovelyn and I have a very healthy active sexy life,” Derek grinned as Reid turned redder.
“Leave my Honey-Eyes alone,” I walked up to him and stood near him placing a hand on his shoulder, “One day my Honey-Eyes is gonna have dirty kinky sex too.”
Reid coughed quietly and the profilers gawked at him.
“Who is she?”
“Reid, man, you’ve been holding out on us!
Before Reid could answer, Aaron came out of his office, “We got another case. Wheels up in an hour.”
“Can’t this go to Agent Foster, we just got back?” Rossi asked.
“No. He’s back and this time the woman was smart enough to alarm the police. He’s in Alabama now,” Hotch spoke.
I instantly realized who he was talking about, my blood ran cold.
“Derek,” I looked at him.
“We’ll get him this time, baby, I promise,” Derek pulled me into his chest.
They all had rushed home to get a change of clothes and didn’t return to the office. I was left with Penny trying to comfort me.
“Did you even get a chance to tell, Derek?” she asked and I shook my head.
At five I went home and never felt so alone in Derek’s...No…Our house. I had moved in the two days before our engagement. I kept my house and my furniture for guest for when my or his relatives would come down, and also that Derek had two extra rooms for us. I slight smile came to my lips we had intended to make them our studies; I think one of them would have to become a nursery. I placed a hand on my stomach and rubbed at the growing person in my womb.
I hope it would a boy; Derek had way too many girls in his family and need another man in his family and my family name was dying out with me now since my Father and his Brother only produced girls and I was the last to marry.
Lovelyn Morgan, I squealed at the thought that in a few months I would be his wife.
Despite of the horrible after thought that my baby was tracking down my attacker, I was so damn happy that my life was turning the right path.
Career.
Love.
And soon marriage and a family.
Deciding that I needed to call my Mother and tell her the news about her becoming a Grandmother a third time around.
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Sunday rolled around, I was sitting in the kitchen dinning table eating a pancake soaked in syrup and was having a fruity tasting tea when my cellphone vibrated alarming me that I got a text.
I opened it.
Is this him? Derek
I opened the attached file and nearly dropped the phone at the slight of the mug shot of the man that nearly killed me.
Yes
Was all I managed to write before I rushed to the sink and hurled my late breakfast in the trashcan.
I pretty much stay in bed all day with the dogs around to comfort me, watching TV and eating Chinese take out in bed too.
Monday rolled around and I managed to get to work. Due to my nervousness starting last week Thursday, I pretty much had done all of my work on Thursday evening and all day Friday. I had nothing to do and I couldn’t bother Garcia since Hotch had forbidden me to talk to her and get details about the case.
Five was just right corner when I heard voices enter the Bullpen. I shot up from my desk and found everyone stumbling in.
“And?” I looked at them all expectantly.
“Lovelyn, we aren’t sup…” Hotch trailed off at my hostile look.
Rossi was the first one to start speaking.
I gasped in horror as I found out that my Stalker had gone after Derek when the asshole realized who he was. My hands came to my baby and trailed over his body, checking him out, “I’m fine, Baby, no more than a few bumps and bruises that you can take care of later at home,” Derek kissed my forehead.
They got into detail about what happened when he escaladed and started to kill random women with dogs in public places at the third woman he slipped up and walked right into a trap. As he went to pull a gun to start shooting, Derek proudly mentioned that Reid took him out, two bullets right to the chest, he bled out instantly.
I kissed Reid, I didn’t care about a jealous Derek, but I laid a smacker on Reid that had the Genius blushing and stammering.
“I’m naming him after you,” I kissed his forehead again.
“Naming who after me?” Reid looked at me as I pulled away.
I slipped up. I had wanted to tell Derek alone before I told the others. Oh well.
“Junior, Big Daddy is going be a Daddy,” I grinned over to Derek.
Derek stood there shocked and still.
“Wow!”
“Congratulations!”
“A mini Derek Morgan, I would have never thought.”
I stared at my fiancé, “Derek,” I waved a hand in front of his face.
“Hello, Derek” I waved again, I laughed as he just blinked and digest what I had just so nonchalantly said.
“Are you joking?” Derek asked me.
“Nope, eight weeks and counting, baby.”
“W-W-When? How?”
I laughed, “Alps, sweetheart. Remember that ten minute breather? Behind that rest stop on the path,” I looked up at him, “As to how, you surely remember Sex Ed in school.”
“You are on the pill, Lovelyn.”
“Morgan all contraceptives like birth controls, diaphragms, hell, even condoms have only a 99 percentage of protection. I think you both just became apart of the 1 percent,” Reid grinned.
“Derek, are you okay with this?” I asked now skeptically, suddenly had bad thoughts that Derek maybe decided not to have kids.
I was about to ask him again, when he grabbed me and hauled me into a bruising kiss.
“Oh hell yes!” he answered as he kissed me again.
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