Title: Ice Cream â“ Part 1
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Morgan/Garcia
Prompt for 30 forbidden fruits: #16 Amuse
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to CBS. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time.
Summary: Part 5/? of the âLove and prejudiceâ series. The heat is getting worse. ;)
warnings: none
The heat was unbearable, and Derek was about to lose his fucking mind. The UNSUB had left tons of evidence on his computers; videos of his victims and of what he did to them during the two weeks he kept them, but nothing leading anywhere.
âDamn it!â he heard Penelope swear. She hardly ever swore, especially in front of other people. âThis sicko is freaking good with computers. I canât find a single hint to where these videos were taken. No background noises, no signs reflected in anything, no nothing.â
Sweat was running down Penelopeâs neck, making it glisten in the sunshine falling through the window. If only he could be one of these beads... Mental slap, Derek. Stop that!
âThis sucks!â Derek grumbled. It meant they were still stuck here at one of the hottest places in the whole fucking world, and there was no way he could release the tension he felt. He desperately wanted to kick something, or someone, out of mere frustration.
Heâd never been fond of relationships, because they tended to make things too difficult, and his current condition was the best way to prove this point. It wasnât only that he was hot for her, but that he wanted her. He wanted to hold her, inhale the sweet scent of her hair, feel her soft skin under his fingertipsâŚ
He wanted her to be the first thing he saw in the morning, he wanted her laughter to be preserved for him only. This is ridiculous! He wasnât only in love with this woman, he was obsessed with her.
âAre you okay?â JJ asked, and pointed her head towards Derekâs clenched fists.
He hadnât even realized heâd clenched them, but his hands were starting to hurt due to the cramping. Slowly, he released them. âNo,â he grunted. âThis case is driving me insane, and the heat isnât making it any better.â
It must have been the heat. Normally, he had his feelings under control, but here, everything was different. If only he was allowed to hold her, just once. He knew he couldnât have her, though; she was taken, and she was happy. Derek knew he shouldnât feel this way about her, but he couldnât help himself, not with this heat, anyway.
JJ cocked an eyebrow. âAre you sure? You seem a bit tense lately.â
âDonât you have some press conferences to prepare?!â he snarled, his eyes never leaving Penelope, who was using a tissue to wipe some sweat from her forehead â“ for some reason, it was the most erotic movement heâd ever seen.
JJ formed a voiceless âokayâ, and sashayed over to Emily. With a slight tilt of her head, she drew the other womanâs attention towards Derek. They both giggled.
Derek gave them a death glare and wanted to snarl something at them, but was interrupted by Hotch. At least he was able to amuse his co-workers.
âIs everything okay?â Hotch frowned at his agent.
âWhy is everyone asking me that?â he grumbled.
âMaybe because you act like youâre about to snap,â Hotch shrugged.
Derek sighed. He couldnât tell his boss the truth, for obvious reasons. âThis heat is just driving me crazy, and I⌠canât stand not being able to do anything.â
âMaybe we should let Reid help Garcia with her research tomorrow while we examine the abduction scenes once more,â Hotch suggested.
âYeah, sounds like a good idea,â Derek mumbled. He wasnât sure he entirely liked that thought. Heâd be away from his Baby Girl for an entire day. Maybe it would do him good, help him concentrate on the case â“ or it could just make him want her more.
He remembered the feeling of her soft, curvy body pressed tightly against his, and a shiver ran down his spine. Sure, heâd been close to her before, but nothing like that. Heâd been about to ravish her right there and then. Focus, Derek!
What the hell was wrong with him?! Heâd never wanted someone â“ or something â“ in his life so badly. And why now? For almost three years, heâd been coming to grips with her relationship with Kevin, and now it was driving him crazy that she was so close to him, and yet so far away.
Maybe heâd thought Kevin was a passing whim. Heâd been sure Kevin wasnât the right guy for his Baby Girl, and she would eventually notice; but what if he was?! Penelope obviously was happy with him.
Derek wondered if Kevin loved her as much as he did, if he treated her like the goddess she was. Did he know how to hold her, how to touch her, how to love her?!
âMorgan!â he suddenly heard Hotchâs voice next to him.
âHuh?â he frowned at the other agent. He hadnât even realized someone was talking to him.
âIs something wrong with Garcia?â Hotch wanted to know.
Derek gave him a puzzled look.
âYou were staring at her.â Derek could have sworn there was a hint of amusement in his bossâ face.
Snorting slightly, Derek replied, âI just thought the UNSUB must be really skilled if even Garcia canât find anything. Sheâs swearing a lot lately, donât you think?!â
âYou know youâll make her feel uncomfortable if you keep staring at her like that, right?â Hotch cocked an eyebrow at him.
âI was just⌠thinking,â he grumbled.
âUh huh,â Hotch made a sound that remarkably reminded Derek of a chuckle. âOkay, letâs head back to the motel. This is a dead end anyway.â
They took the time to have lunch on their way back to the motel, which turned out to be a bad idea. Not only didnât his Baby Girl take the place next to him, she pretty much ignored him throughout lunch. Heâd stretched the point, and he knew it. Heâd screwed up this time.
He looked over at her about three gazillion times, hoping to gain her attention just once, but she didnât seem to notice. Or maybe she just didnât care. Damn, heâd really screwed up. Hotch was right, he should stop staring at her, but he simply couldnât. She was too beautiful, too sexy, too tempting not to look at her.
Why did he have to feel this way about her at all? Why did she have to be with Kevin? Why did his whole freaking life have to be so screwed???
The girls decided to have soft ice cream for dessert, and to save time, they ate it in the car. Now, Penelope Garcia was sitting right next to Derek, making sounds that shouldnât go without a warning.
Then it happened. Derek saw it in slow motion. A drop of the creamy dessert fell on her thigh, and he couldnât stop his gaze from following its path. He stared at her thigh, at the drop, at her finger slowly, much too slowly, wiping it away, and the sight nearly killed him. He swallowed as he desperately tried to stop parts of his body from reacting to what his eyes had just witnessed.
âWatch out!â Penelope nearly screamed.
Jolted from his daydream, Derekâs eyes jumped back at the road in front of them, just in time to swerve around the large truck coming their way. He hadnât even noticed heâd left the road.
âYou should pay attention to the road,â Penelope panted. âYou near enough killed us.â
âSorry,â he mumbled contritely. âI was⌠distracted.â
Luckily, the near accident had drawn him back to reality and cooled his mind â“ and the rest of him â“ off remarkably. God, why did she always have to do something so devastatingly sexy in his presence?! This woman was his doom.
âI think the heat has gone to your head,â she quipped.
âI just have problems focusing with you and your ice cream so close to me,â he replied before he even thought about it. Great, Derek, just great! Why donât you tell her about your daydreams, too?!
âAnd the sounds youâre making over there arenât helpful, either,â he added. Heâd started this banter, so he could as well just go with it. Maybe sheâd stop. Yeah, like hell she will. It was more likely going to get worse.
She giggled. âAm I driving you insane?â
You have no idea. âYou have fun doing that, donât you?â he growled slightly.
âYou betcha!â she let out a somewhat devious laugh. âYou know, I really think you need toâŚâ The ringing of her phone interrupted her mid-sentence.
Quickly fishing it out of her purse, she didnât seem to be too happy when she looked at the caller ID. âYeah,â she answered. There was a short pause. âI know. Can I⌠Can I call you back? Itâs a little⌠inconvenient right now.â
He could tell it was Kevin. She surely wanted to talk to him in private. Derek felt a sudden rush of jealousy, and his hands clung tightly around the steering wheel. That little geek seemed to be interrupting every moment they were having lately.