Only you | Derek Morgan

Blue balls

L A Y L A ' S P O V

Stepping onto the elevator, Spencer and I both sip our cups of coffee. He gives me a ride to work and I buy him his super sugary coffee every morning. It's an arrangement we both benefit from.

I press the button for the sixth floor. "Do you miss it?"

"Not so much," Spencer says, knowing I'm referring to him being on and working cases with the team. A playful smile pulls at his lips. "But every time a prostitute gets shanked, I'm there in spirit."

I laugh because although It's still my first week here and I haven't worked a case yet, I've already been informed by everyone that a lot of the cases involve prostitutes.

The elevator dings and we both step off into the BAU. I wave Spencer off as he heads down the hall to his office and I smile when I see Penelope approaching me.

I hold up the bag containing my sports bra and leggings I was instructed to bring this morning by her via a very vague text message. "Hey, what's the deal? You want to work out with me?"

"Oh please," She snorts, linking her arm through mine. "I don't run unless it's for a shoe sale."

Now I'm just confused. Even more so when she stops us in front of the elevator again and presses the button down. "Then why did you ask me to bring my workout clothes?"

The elevator doors open and she nudges me inside, only stepping on herself to press a lower floor button. "Derek's waiting for you down in the gym," She says, making some karate chop movements with her hands. "To train you on that door kickin' unsub ass bustin' fighting he does."

I've only known Penelope a few days, but she can never fail to make me laugh. I'm still giggling at her attempts to show me her unsub ass bustin' moves when the elevator door closes between us.

Hotch did mention to me on my first day here that he was going to get someone to make sure I'm up to scratch on the physical aspect of what they need for this job so I guess I shouldn't be all that surprised that it's Derek who is going to be training me.

You know what.. of course this happens to me. I move to a new city, meet a random guy in a bar and decide to have my first one night stand, only to find out he's my new co-worker. Typical.

Penelope gave me the tour of the whole building a few days ago so when I step off the elevator onto the basement floor, I know where I'm going to get to the gym.

Along with all the floors of offices, the bottom floor of this building also has a fully equipped gym, showers, a pool, a sauna and so many other facilities which I will be taking full advantage of to save myself a monthly gym membership payment.

I pause at the open glass door of the gym when I see Derek inside. He's sitting on the bench, shirtless in nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants. I'm flustered already. Gray sweatpants are almost every girls weakness.

He has his back to me, slowly bicep curling some dumbbells that look almost as heavy as me. I watch the muscles of his back and arms flex and contour with each rep and each smooth and controlled motion he makes.

"Are you going to stare all day or join me?"

My eyes snap to Derek's devilish grin through the back wall which is fully mirrored. I hadn't even noticed he could see me looking at him because I was too focused on looking at him. Damn it.