A/N This was just a little short piece that my muse wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it. I know that it doesn't really sound like Penelope but I decide to show her nervous or serious side. Please Review.
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Could she?
Could she really put herself through that again?
That seemed to be the question running around in her head tonight. Garcia was in her own bed trying to get some sleep but it didn't seem to come easily tonight, even with the pain pill she took. Every time she closed her eyes she saw Battle pointing the gun at her but then Morgan's words would come back to her
"Hey silly girl, you know I love you right"
His words right then and there took all the pain she was having away. But did he really mean those words that she so wanted them to mean or did he love her like the way she loved Reid, like a best friend or did he love her like a sister. She knew that he would protect her from chasing Battle down the street to trying to stop Rossi from being so harsh. He held her while she cried and whispered comforting words. What did it all mean?
Then there was Kevin Lynch. She had never met the guy before all she knew now was that he was the one that had showed them where Battle was. He saved them by contacting her. If she hadn't trusted her gut then it would have ended very differently, but then it had been Morgan to tell her to trust it.
She hadn't trusted her gut when she went out with Battle she had been pissed at Morgan and wanted to prove him wrong. He wasn't she got shot and now would have the scar to prove it.
She trusted Morgan with all her heart and she knew that he would never intentionally hurt her but it would feel like the bullet slicing though her again if he didn't feel the same way about her as she did him.
Then again Kevin standing there looking nervously cute as he shook her hand was in the back of her head. Maybe she would talk to JJ about him before she talked to him again, take major little baby steps for a while.
Could she trust him? Could she date again without the fear of being shot again?
She could feel the pain pill starting to work as she began to doze off. She knew that she may have lost her parents but she had a whole new family that loved her and would take care of her. She slipped into a deep sleep with a small smile on her face with the thought of family.