With a sigh, I toss off the purple sheets that were laying over me. I've been lying here for about an hour trying to sleep, but some reason sleep has decided to evade me.

Usually when I have insomnia, I log onto my computer or watch movies; but ever since I have been shot whenever the team is in town I have had people camped out on my couch. Mostly, it's been Derek, but Spencer, Emily, and J.J have also slept on my couch a couple nights each. Hotchner even stay here one night. And while I am glad that my B.A.U. family cares so much about me, I feel awkward sometimes in my own home.I don't want to wake Derek up; he looks so adorable sleeping.

If it was Spencer I wouldn't mind waking him up, after his last kidnapping we made a pact that if either of us has insomnia that it is okay to wake the other up. The good doctor and I have spent many nights having movie marathons, or talking on the phone for long hours because one of us can't sleep.Maybe, I will call him now, and see if he will tell me one of those grand fairy tales that he makes up sometimes. That way, I can be very quiet, but I still won't be going out of my mind from boredom. Though Spencer jokes he doesn't believe in love because he claims it is just a chemical reaction, he can easily construct these elaborate fantasies of kings, dragons, good versus evil, and the hero (or heroine depending on his mood) always ends up with their true love. (For one story it was loves, because he decided to see if I was listening one night and suddenly had a love triangle, where all three of the people involved moved in together.)

Maybe if I am just very quiet, I don't have to call Spencer, and I can move around in my apartment without waking up Morgan. I want him to get all the sleep he needs since they have to fly out at 7am tomorrow to help a case in Vegas, and I don't think Derek has been sleeping well lately.

The sad thing is part of me wants to wake him up, and try to seduce him. We flirt all the time, but sometimes I wonder if it isn't just a way to relieve the tension of the job. He never makes any real moves on me, so I am also tethering back and forth on whether I think he likes me as more than a friend.Emily and J.J think he might not ask me out, because Strauss always has the B.A.U. under such strict scrutiny.

In away they make a good point, because Strauss seems like if she could she would fire us all just so she can bring in her own replacements.I sigh softly, and put on my pink frame glasses, pondering what I should do. Maybe it would just be better to wake up Spencer and not Derek.

I am about to reach for my Tinkerbell phone, when I hear Derek get off the couch and go into the guest bathroom.I sit on the edge of the bed, to see if he is going to lay back down on the couch. After I him washing his hands, instead of going back to the couch, he peeks his head into the bed.I turn on my light, "Hey."

"You can't sleep either, baby girl?" He asks as he came fully into the room and sits down next to me on the bed

."No, and I was worried if I started moving around that I would wake you up." I admit. I give him a soft smile. I am both glad and sad that he is awake: glad because it means my paranoia about moving in my apartment waking him up were elevated, but sad because I don't want him to be working on sleep deprivation."I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable in your own home."

He brushed a strand of hair off my shoulder."It's ok---" I don't get the rest of the word out because suddenly he has leaned over and is kissing me ever so softly on the lips.