Garcia knew that one day she would be fired from BAU, but she did not think she was going to be in such a mess as now. Besides having to leave the apartment she so much liked because of toxic mold she was still facing a lawsuit from one of the Insubs she put in jail. Yes. He sued her for trespassing on her secure network to get her contact information just so he could be arrested.
She did not know if she would actually be fired from BAU, but the rumors made her give up everything. In addition to hearing from one of the bosses, probably from Strauss, the witch in skirts, she would be dismissed in the coming weeks for budget cuts. She gathered her office things, wiped away any trace of it. The cardboard box in his hands left Reid totally baffled in the elevator to the exit. They did not exchange a single word on the way. She left as if she wanted to run away without talking to any of her friends.
Hotch was arriving in the unit when he saw her leave with the box and accelerate his car.
"What the hell is going on here, Reid?" Hotchner asked. "Why did she leave like that?"
- I have no idea. Reid replied. "Her office stuff is gone, and it looks like she's returned the badge.
Strauss. Hotch said, heading for the elevator. "She was the first to really want to fire Garcia and she still had not done it.
"We can not lose her." Reid said.
- We will not. Hotch said as the doors closed.
He stopped in Strauss's room and knocked on the door.
- I'm busy, Aaron. "Strauss said. - Come back later.
- The devil who's busy. Hotchner retorted, still standing in the doorway.
- What's the problem? Erin asked.
"Why did you fire Penelope?" Hotchner went straight. - We've lost enough people and if we lose Penelope our team will really end. We rely on it for technical analysis and a few more things.
"From what I heard, she quit." Said Erin. "He said something about rumors against her, and she simply resigned.
"And you know where she is now?" Aaron hoped she knew.
- I hear she's moving. Said Erin. - There's a problem in her apartment.
Hotchner had never heard of this problem and if Erin had not told him, he probably would not even know.
Garcia was in the apartment separating the things he loved most to take with him and others to take to some poor, needy soul. She had messages on Hotchner's phone, Rossi, Reid, JJ and even Morgan who promised that she would come to her house if she did not return her call. She ignored them all. She put some packages of clothes in the car and took them to a shelter. They really liked the clothes and Garcia got out of there.
She arrived at the apartment more tired than she felt after a long day at work. The bed was still there so she needed a break.
The staff was all on the outside knocking on the door violently, but it blank inside did not hear. She had taken three pills instead of two. She'd taken a third by mistake, but she really did not think it would make a difference. After a few minutes she felt horrible. Some delirium began, and then finally something hard hit her. She could not get to bed in time. She was on the floor, with no consciousness at all just a black world around her. The staff arrived a few minutes later. Hotch and Morgan broke into the door, promising to arrange later. They came in after seeing the analyst lying on the floor. She had a small cut on her head. Maybe the result of the crash on the floor or a mobile near.
"Help me out here." Hotch took it carefully. "Try not to hurt her anymore.
"What the hell happened here?" Rossi was surprised by the noticeable lack of furniture, as well as a bed, a sofa, and a refrigerator.
Attempting to be detached? Reid tried to make a dull joke, receiving Rossi's disapproval.
"I heard something about her moving." - JJ said. "But trying to kill yourself does not suit her.
"Maybe some sleeping pill?" Reid asked. "There are cases that even an experienced profiler can not stand.
"But how many did she take?" Hotch asked Morgan still trying to wake Penelope.
"It's almost full so it's a new thing. Reid said taking the bottle of medicine on the floor. - Here says 1 Mg, but the pills have more vibrant colors than just 1Mg.
"She would not overdo it. Said Hotchner. - There is something wrong.
"She would have to take about ten to have an effect, and I doubt she would be impudent." Reid said.
"What if someone tampered with these things?" Morgan asked. "Aaron, I think if we put her to bed and watch her sleep, maybe she'll be back in a few hours."
Morgan's right. Said Hotchner. "I can stay while you investigate.
He and Morgan put her to bed. Hotch stayed in one of the only seats that still existed at the scene. After the team left he did a dressing on Penelope. She must have been very sedated so to speak not to notice his hands on the wound.
He blamed himself for not arriving minutes before she took those things and could quote him what really happened. Apparently Aaron was not notified about the role of the lawsuit which was odd.
She was asleep and Hotch decided to sit on the bed next to her. She would not mind and he'd been staring at her as someone else for some time. He knew she could not feel the same way about him. She smelled of fresh rosemary and he certainly liked it.
He touched the blond strands without her moving. God. He did not even know what was happening. He did not want to take advantage of her sleeping.
