A/N: This is my first CM fanfic. Please let me know if you like it and if it's worth continuing. Thanks!

"Garcia? I'll tell you what you are to me. You're my God-given solace. Woman, you promise me one thing: whatever happens, don't you ever stop talking to me...." Morgan's words echoed in Penelope Garcia's ears as she began to cry.

"I can't right now 'cause I'm mad at you." She finally choked out.

"That's all right." At Derek's voice, she pulled her ear piece off and hung up the phone. She looked at her NYPD counterpart and quietly said she was leaving.


"Garcia? C'mon, Baby Girl…Open the door. It's Morgan." Penelope Garcia stared at her hotel room door blankly, hearing Morgan's voice, but not able to work up the courage to open the door. "Baby girl! Open the door or I'll break it down. I need to know you're okay. "

Garcia snapped out of her haze at the threat. "I told you, I can't talk to you right now. I'm still mad at you."

Morgan leaned outside the door and spoke carefully. "I know you're mad, darlin'. But I need you to listen, I need you to hear me out. Please open the door. You don't have to say anything to me. All you have to do is listen."

"I don't have to do anything, Derek! Leave me alone!"


"Derek, let her be. You really scared her this time. Let me see if I can talk to her." J.J. quietly input, placing her hand carefully on his arm. "I don't need to be a profiler to tell that she's at her breaking point right now. Just let her be for now."

"JJ, she won't even speak to me." Morgan protested.

"Then maybe you should go back to your own room and think about why that bothers you so much. Let me talk to her for now." JJ said sweetly with a smirk.

"Urgh.. Fine! Just… tell her that I…Never mind. I'll tell her myself. LATER!" He raised his voice for the last word, making sure he could be heard through the door, before stalking angrily to his room.

JJ waited until he'd turned the corner before talking to the door herself. "He's gone, Pen. Can I come in?" After a few seconds the door cracked open. JJ immediately hugged her friend closely. "Are you okay?"

Garcia gave a small sob and shake of her head. "Jayje… I can't do this anymore. I…I thought he was…but then I heard his voice. It…it made me so happy and excited and…JJ I have a boyfriend! Why can he do this to me? It's not like he really cares about me…not like that, and I just…can't stop thinking about him all the time." She moaned and threw herself down on the bed on her back.

"Honey, he's a guy. It's built into his DNA to be completely clueless about feelings."

"He's not just a guy, JJ. He's a profiler. He knows everything about everyone."

"Sweetie, he is just like any other man. He may be brilliant when it comes to figuring out the lives of strangers, but when it's his own emotions, there's a great big stop sign on it. He doesn't see it, Pen , because he can't. Don't forget everything we know about him. His childhood was terrible. Between his father dying and then that asshole molesting him, he's bound to be carrying baggage. Unfortunately, most people carry that baggage into their relationships with other people."

"I hate profilers." Pen cast a dirty, pouting look at JJ, who just laughed.

"C'mon Pen. You know I'm no profiler. I just know this team inside and out. It's part of my job."

Penelope sniffed. "JJ, honestly. Do you think he cares about me? Not just as his friend or co-worker…but for real?"

JJ took Penelope's hand in hers. "I think he is so madly in love with you that you not talking to him is chipping away at his soul. Yes, Pen. He loves you, he is in love with you."

"So why won't he just say it! It's so frustrating! And why do I want him to say it? I'm happy with Kevin, Jayje. I really am. He's never throwing himself in harms way. He's not driving an ambulance full of explosives or staying with someone who has a bomb strapped to them just to give them moral support. He's safe."

"Yup…safe and boring."

"JJ! He's not boring, he's just…"

"Boring." JJ stated again bluntly. She sighed inwardly, shifting her weight. "Look, Pen, the reason you don't feel bad about loving Morgan is because deep down you know that you don't love Kevin. Kevin was a great way for you to trust a guy again, but now that you're better after the Battle incident, you're ready to go after your ultimate prize. What'd you call him last week? Your Chocolate God of Thunder?"

Pen laughed. "I love to make him speechless… it's so rare."

"Pen… you know what you need to do. Call Kevin. Then go see Morgan. He's in room.."

"437. I know, JJ. I always know where to find him."

JJ stood preparing to leave. "And, Pen… that should tell you everything you need to know."

Penelope stared as JJ silently left the room, then reached slowly for her phone.


"Argh! I can't believe her!" Derek stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him angrily. "Oh all the stubborn, pigheaded…" He threw himself down in the chair, glaring out the window of his hotel room.

"Morgan… can I come in?" Reid's voice followed a couple of loud raps on the door.

"I'm not in the mood for company kid." Morgan answered tiredly.

"Please, it'll only take a second."

Morgan sighed, then got up and opened the door. "Come in, Reid. What do you need?"

"Well, JJ just called me. She said that Garcia is pretty upset. I thought you might want to… I don't know… talk or something."

"No offense, kid, but how are you going to help me? Your computer brain isn't going to tell me how to fix this."

"No, but I know people, Morgan. I know you and I know Garcia. She's scared."

"Yeah, I know…but I can't fix it if she won't speak to me!"

"She doesn't want to speak to you because she knows you'll make it better. It will make her feel stupid for being angry and scared. You don't have to be a genius to know that a woman like Garcia would rather feel scared and angry than stupid any day. "

"I can't apologize for it, Reid. I won't. I saved a lot of lives today…she helped me! Why doesn't she see that?"

"Maybe because the one life she truly cares about was the one driving the ambulance?"

Morgan stared at Reid as his quiet words sunk in. "I mean, c'mon, put yourself in her shoes. Wouldn't you be upset if she had been the one in the ambulance and you were the one leading her into almost certain death?"

Morgan stared incredulously at his hands as they began to shake at the thought. "I'd turn her cute little butt over my knee and spank the living daylights out of it." He stood up. "Thanks, Reid… but I have to go now. I've got a meeting with an adorable little blond technical analyst."


Penelope stared at the phone in her hand, crying as she hung up from one of the hardest conversations of her life. She sniffed as she heard a light knock on the door. Assuming JJ was back, she opened the door a crack and turned away.

"JJ, that was the worst conversation ever. The things Kevin just said to me…it was terrible."

"What did that little bastard say to you Penelope?"

Penelope whirled as she heard Derek's low angry voice. "Morgan…"

"Garcia… what did he do?"

"What…nothing. I deserved it, he was just reacting."

"Deserved it? Baby girl, is he hurting you? I swear, I thought you'd be safe with him. I checked him out… he was clean as a whistle. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Wait…wait, Derek stop!" Penelope slapped his hands away as he tried to check her over for injuries. "Kevin didn't hurt me. He's mad at me, that's all."

"Mad at you? For what?"

"That's none of your business."


"No, Derek. I'm not telling you."

"Baby girl…I need to know you're safe and happy. It's the only thing in this world that truly matters. Please, you have to talk to me."

Penelope stared at him, slightly speechless. "But…you…"

Derek smiled softly, and threw up his hands slightly. "I love you, Penelope. I took the easy way out before, in your apartment. I know you thought I meant that I love you as a friend or a kid sister, but that's not the truth. The truth is, I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you."

"Yeah, okay. That's why you always have some little skinny bimbo running around you." Penelope snorted angrily.

"Those women, they were camouflage. A way of hiding what I feel for you. But Garcia, they didn't mean anything, not romantically. Some are still friends, but that is it. And to be perfectly honest- I haven't slept with any of them since the day you were shot."

Penelope felt her jaw drop. "You haven't…you know…with anyone, in almost a year?"

He shrugged. "I got sick of pretending they were the one I really wanted."

Penelope slapped him in the arm. "Why didn't you ever just tell me?"

"You deserve more than me. I'll always be in danger, and I know how much it bothers you. I don't want to leave you like my…"

"Like your dad left your mom?"

"And you say you're no profiler."

"Nah…I just play one on tv." Penelope turned serious. "I need to tell you something, Derek. Whether or not we're together…I'll always worry about you. If you think that by not being with me, it's protecting me from worry, then think again. I worry every case."

"I know. I just needed to hear it from a genius, I guess."

Penelope started to laugh. "Only you would take romantic advice from Reid."

Derek grinned. "Hey our boy might be a little awkward, but trust me darlin', he knows his way around a woman's heart. He just needs the right one to see past the awkwardness and all those brains."

"Too bad a certain media liaison is still in a relationship."

"You really don't like Will, do you?"

"He's a jerk, Derek. He doesn't treat her right."

"You know you can't change it, right? I mean, they're having a baby together…that's forever."

Penelope wrinkled her nose. "Between you and me, Derek? I don't think he'll be around at all after the three a.m. wake up calls start. Call it a hunch, but I don't think he's going to stay."

"Then we'll handle it. You'll help JJ feel better, and I'll beat child support out of Will, and prove to him that the BAU takes care of its family."

"That's my tough guy."

"By the way, speaking of beatings…exactly what did that little weasel Lynch say to you?"

"Stop it, Derek. He's not a weasel. He's pissed off because I broke up with him over the phone. I know it was a crappy thing to do. I just couldn't keep up the pretense anymore. I don't love him. I told him that. He said I was stringing him along, trying to make you jealous. He called me a tease. Maybe he's right though. A part of me did date him so that you would notice. He didn't deserve to be treated the way I treated him. He's right to be angry. Promise me you won't hurt him."

"I promise he'll be treated the way he deserves to be treated."

"Derek Jakob Morgan!"

"Whoa, Baby cakes… where on earth did you find out my middle name?"

"I don't answer my phone the Office of All Knowing and All Powerful for nothing, hot stuff. I know more about you and the rest of the team than your own families do. By the way...your Chase card is almost at it's credit limit. You might want to stop downloading those e-books you like so much on that card." She grinned at his incredulous look and hugged him tightly.

"I love you, Derek."

"I love you, too Baby Girl."