You know that feeling, like when someone you love is in trouble. Yeah? Well, I've been feeling it all day. I went through every person I loved in my head and my heart beat harder when I thought of my half-sister, Penelope Garcia. I haven't talked to her in days, since we got into that argument about a guy she met at the coffee shop. I told her that I had a bad feeling about it and she didn't listen. Right then I knew that something was wrong and I stood up from my chair in my office and picked up my cell.
"Jesse, can you cancel all my meetings for today. I have to go see Penny." I said to my friend and secretary, Jesse Gomez.
"Sure honey, but what about the Skype call with the director of the SOCA?"
"Shit, when they call, tell them I'll call them in a minute. Thanks so much Jesse."
"No prob."
I don't know what I would do if something happened to her. Ever since we lost our parents, we leaned on each other for support. When I entered high school, I was labelled as the freaky nerd. I went home crying every night and the only person there for me was my sister. Mind you, I entered high school when I was ten.
When I got into my car I turned to my laptop, and immediately searched up "Penelope Garcia." I of course had to hack into her medical records, which took me about 2 seconds to do. I closed my eyes as the record came up, hoping I wouldn't see anything. I felt a tear run down my cheek when I opened my eyes and saw that she was in the hospital because she was shot. I closed my laptop and turned on the engine of my car. I slammed on the gas pedal and drove to the hospital in about thirty minutes. When I got to the hospital, I packed my laptop, and ran through the front doors of the hospital.
I ran up to the front desk, flashed all my badges, knowing that I wouldn't be let in otherwise and asked, "Penelope Garcia." The woman nodded and said, "Room 203." I nodded and ran up two flights of stairs, running through the halls. I scanned every door until I came up to her door. I hesitated than barged into the room, only to see my sister, lying there with wires on her hand. My throat clogged up, as tears welled up in my eyes. Five pairs of eyes turned to look at me and one of them spoke to me.
"Who are you? You're not allowed in here!" He said with authority as he stepped protectively in front of Penny.
I flipped him off and pushed him aside as I turned to look at my sister. She looked at me and mouthed, "I'm sorry. I shook my head and replied, "No I'm sorry. I should have met him before you went out with him Penny. I can't lose you too." A tear fell down my cheek and onto hers, as I hugged her.
All of the sudden three pairs of arms pulled me away from her and two women stood in front of her. One of them let go and demanded, "Who are you, and how do you know Penelope."
I shook the other two off me and replied, "Kendra Garcia, Penny's sister, Agent Morgan. Thank You for looking after her."
Agent Morgan was a good man, probably cop before he started working here. He's been through some tragic experiences and joined the FBI to stop the same experience from happening to anyone else. He also has trust issues. One thing stood out though. He was in love with my sister.
Gasps were heard as I pushed my way through, to my sister. I looked at her. "Don't know a lot about you, do they?" She shook her and hugged me. "I'm sorry. It's my fault. I know you only went out with him because of me."
She shook her head and said, "No I should have listened to you. You said you had a bad feeling about this and I didn't listen. I just..." I smiled softly and kissed her forehead, before turning around.
A blond haired woman stepped forward and stuck out her hand, "Agent Jennifer Jareau." I smiled and shook her hand. She was a kind woman, who probably just had a child. She was very protective of her team, and from the way she looked at me. I could tell that she was relieved that Penelope had someone else to lean on.
She started to speak up again, "And this is Agents Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, and Derek Morgan. We work with Garcia."
I shook each of their hands, analyzing them quickly. Emily Prentiss. Kind, independent woman. Aaron Hotchner. Not a very emotional man, married, with a child. Protective of his team. David Rossi, intelligent. Probably a returning agent. And Derek Morgan, the man that loves my sister.
Derek Morgan, turned to me and said, "I didn't know she had a sister." Penny scoffed behind me, "There's a lot you don't know about. Even though you are a profiler. You know I know way too many profilers, and geniuses for my own good."
It was my turn to scoff, and I stuck my tongue out her.
"You're a profiler?" David Rossi asked. I started to speak just as my cell rang. I reached into my pocket and looked at the caller ID. Jesse.
"Hey Jesse, I 'm going to call him now. Okay thanks." I shook my head, and put my cell back. I looked at Penny, and asked; "You wanna talk to him?" she smiled widely and nodded. I turned to everyone else, "I uh have to make a call." They nodded, and just stood there. I looked at them expectantly. Penelope giggled as, Morgan spoke up. "I'm sorry but we're not leaving Garcia."I sighed knowingly, and nodded.
"Then I'm sorry Penny, I can't speak to him here." She sighed understandingly, and nodded. I turned to walk out of the room, just when my phone rang. I shook my head, walked out of the room, and answered the call. It was Brad. Surprise Surprise.
"Kendra!? You there? Are you okay? Hello!"
"Breathe Brad. I'm fine. What's up?" I said laughing.
"Shut the fuck up! I was worried. The bastard escaped from jail and escaped into the US before anyone could catch him. He's obviously after you, your sister and your daughter."
My face paled immediately, and I felt faint. Penny was shot yesterday...
"Brad, Penny was shot yesterday..." I said to him. He gasped.
"Show her the bastard's picture, and get someone to pick Kelli up." He ordered. I agreed and cut the call, just as I received a text with the bastard's picture. I walked back into the room, only to see everyone hurrying back to the places, looking flustered. I ignored them and walked straight to Penelope.
"Do you know him?" I asked her showing her the picture of James Battle, the bastard that killed our parents. She gasped and looked up at me with her eyes wide. She slowly nodded.
"He's the one that shot me." I closed my eyes and felt a tear fall down my cheek. Everyone surrounded us and I felt someone grab my phone out of my hands.
I opened my eyes, and turned around to meet the eyes of the agents. "My phone please." I asked. They gave it to me cautiously and I quickly dialed the daycare's number.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jenny, is Kendra."
"Kendra? Oh my GOD. We were attacked and someone came for Kelli..." Jenny said, panicking. I took a deep breath and interrupted her. There was still a chance that Kelli was okay.
"Jenny, What happened? Where is she now? Where is Kelli?" I asked her. She let out a sob and I heard the cries of children through the phone. Penelope signalled me to put the phone on speaker, and I agreed.
"Kendra, Kelli's okay. She's safe. We have an FBI agent here, and he volunteers with us in his free time. He shot the guy that came to kidnap her." She said as the people surrounding me became more alert of the conversation.
"What's his name? I need you to give the phone to him."
"His name is Dr. Spencer Reid." She said as she gave the phone to him. Agent Hotchner spoke up and said, "Spencer Reid is an agent at the BAU. He works with us. Your daughter is in good hands. If you don't mind we'd like to speak to him." I nodded and spoke into the phone.
"Dr. Spencer Reid?"
"Yes. You are?"
"I'm Kelli's mother, Kendra Garcia. I'm the sister of your technical analyst, Penelope Garcia. I have your team here with me at the hospital. I need to know what happened at the daycare. I also need to know what the man looked like, and if he's alive."
"Your Garcia's sister? I never knew she had a sister; well then again the probability of co-workers being aware of each other's personal life is high probable. Did you know…?"
"Not no Reid! What happened?" Agent Morgan demanded.
"OK um, everyone was playing, and Kelli was with me and we were going over some algebraic equations."
"Reid how old is Kelli?" Jennifer asked.
"4" He answered casually. Everyone gasped and looked at me like I had grown a third head.
"Back to the topic please?" I asked impatiently. I needed to know who tried to kidnap my daughter.
"Anyways, while everyone was playing someone came in with a gun in their hands and pointed it at one of the kids and demanded that I release Kelli into their custody. I slowly started to back away with Kelli in my arms, but I bumped into the wall. I refused to let her go and they shot. I ducked and got the gun out and shot the man."
"I need to know what he looked like, because I think I know who he is."
"I already know who the man is. What I don't know is why he was here. The man's name is Tobias-" He started saying proudly.
"-Hankel." I finished. I should have known they'd team up. I heard all the agents gasp in shock.
"Reid, I thought we sent him to jail." Derek said, cautiously, probably so he doesn't disclose any FBI business.
"We did. I don't know what happened man. " He said.
"He escaped that's what happened. Fuck!" I swore, and ran a hand through my hair. "Dr. Reid, I need you to hand the phone to Kelli.
"Uh sure." He said hesitantly. I signaled for the agents to be quiet, and they nodded.
"Hi mommy." Kelli said in a bright voice. I smiled at my daughter's voice.
"Hi baby. Do you wanna tell me what happened, or what you noticed?" I asked her, still ignoring the stares I got.
"It was the man you showed me a picture of Momma. He had a gun and his phone kept ringing. He kept touching his phone, and he said, 'Prestare attenziene Kelli.' That means be careful Kelli.
"Ok thanks baby. I'll see you soon okay Kelli. Love you."
"Love you too mommy." I hung up the phone and turned to the others.