Sorry for the long wait. Here's the last chapter. Thanks to those who have read and reviewed and put the story or me on alert. Hope you enjoyed the story :)

-BS


The pair entered the well decorated hallway, each stealing glances at the other. Emily looked around the house and took in the sights and smells of the place that the object of her affections called home.

"Is this your house? I thought you lived in an apartment?" Emily asked as she swiped her index finger across a picture of the team on a small table next to the door.

"It's one of my finished renovations. I worked so hard on this place so I decided to keep it instead. It's really convenient actually. My apartment is about an hour from Quantico while this place is only about twenty minutes away. It helps that it happens to have a Jacuzzi." Derek explained as he ushered Emily to the large living room. Emily took the offered seat on the couch and smiled at him.

"That's nice." She whispered, not quite comfortable with the situation. Derek Morgan had a girlfriend but seemed to be sitting extremely close to her and had his hand on her thigh. She turned her head to the side to gauge his facial expression to her seemingly uncaring answer. She knew that profiling each other was against the rules but she couldn't get through this situation without her knowledge of human behavior.

"Emily, I know you felt it at the bar. At least, I hope you did..." Derek furrowed his eyebrows, ruining the usually perfect arch.

"Derek..." Emily sighed but was effectively cut off.

"Listen Em, I have always been pulled toward you. In the beginning I guess I was trying to disengage myself from you because of the sense of wanting you. I forced myself to think that you and I were meant to be friends, great friends. But I always knew that my feelings toward you were never platonic. I know there's no way that you can't feel this seemingly gravitational pull. I can't stand seeing around other men, like tonight with that blonde. I wanted to break his hand so he couldn't touch you and I know that's not what a friend would do. A friend would want to pat you on the back, be your wingman but I can't do that. Because... I don't want you to be with anyone but me," Derek took hold of her hands and looked into her teary eyes, "I realized that I was talking about you to everyone, even my niece Alicia is tired of me talking about you to her..."

"Wait! Alicia is your niece?" Emily jumped up from the couch. She looked like a fish out of water, mouth agape and eyes wide with curiosity. Derek's face was the epitome of playfulness.

"Yes," Derek drawled, "She's my little world. Cutest ten year old you'll ever meet. Definitely not my girlfriend."

Emily laughed and ran forward to stand in front of Morgan. She fell to her knee's and let out a giant laugh. She placed one hand on his thigh and the other behind his head. She pulled him into a earth shattering kiss. Derek was sure that if he was standing, his knee's would have gave out.

"Your not going to believe this." Derek smiled at Emily's comment.

"Oh, I believe it. It's always been you, Em." They smiled at each other as the realization of their situation caught up in their minds. Derek placed a chaste kiss to Emily's lips and then to her forehead.

"I think I love you Emily. No, I know I love you...so much." Emily closed her eyes as he stroked her cheek.

"I love you too." Emily whispered through silent tears.

"I would love for you to meet Alicia." Emily laughed and nodded, "Stay the night."

"I'm not that type of girl Derek." Emily looked into his eyes, "I want to do this right."

"Me too. I just want to sleep with you, as in sleeping. No funny stuff," He smiled, "What a dirty mind you have. Emily Elizabeth Prentiss, would you like to be my girlfriend?

"God yes." Emily kissed him and stood up, "Come on, let's go to bed."

The pair didn't have nightmares that night. The only thing in their minds was the possibility of a amazing future with the person laying next to them. The horrors seen at work didn't penetrate their bubble and they woke up the next morning with smiles on their faces. The future was looking great.