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Stranger For Christmas
The snowflakes hit my window softly, turning into droplets of water as they make their way down my window. As I look out my window and into my front yard, I notice the snow has piled up on the ground, now it being thick snow instead of frost a couple of hours ago. One thing for sure is that Quantico is sure beautiful in the winter when it snows. I'm glad that when the roads do need plowing, that I don't have to worry about getting to work. See, I'm a writer working on my first novel, so I get to stay in the warm confines of my home.
In the background, I hear my phone go off in the kitchen. Getting up from mg comfortable position by the window, I walk to my kitchen and answer my phone.
''Hello?'' I ask.
''Hey Penelope, It's Spencer Reid your neighbor.'' The young man answers. Ohh, I remember now.
''Hey Spencer, what's going on?''
''I was calling to see if you've seen my snowplow? It's disappeared on me, and I have no clue where it is.''
''Umm... I haven't seen a snowplow lately.''
''Thanks. Take care.'' Spencer hangs up rather abruptly. Well, that's not the weirdest phone call I've had. As I put the phone down, there's a knock on my door. Who would knock on my door in while it's snowing outside?
Walking over to my door, I open the door to see who's standing there. Standing on my front is a total stranger. He's an african american well over 5'6 and no hair. The cold from outside giving his cheeks a slight pink tone. The jacket he's wearing is covered in snow.
''Can I help you?'' I ask slightly confused.
''Yes, I'm sorry to bother you but my car broke down in front of your house and I forgot my phone at home, can I come in and use your phone?'' The man asks, a slight smile on his face. Well, this is interesting, it's not everyday you have a stranger who's not half bad-looking appear on your porch, asking to come in. Part of me is saying let him in, but the other half is Screaming, Are you insane?! He's a total stranger, for all you know he's a serial killer!
''Uhh... sure. Come On in.'' I step aside from the door so the man can come in. What the heck?m Why did I let him in? Should I hide the knives just incase?
''Thanks.'' He steps inside, then closes the door behind him. He brushes the snow off himself before taking off his jacket and hanging it up. He takes of his shoes.
''Phone's in the kitchen, straight ahead.'' I point in the direction of the kitchen, he nods then walks in that direction.
Once he get's into the kitchen, you can hear him pick up the phone off the table then dial a number, then silence as if the phone is ringing.
Without taking another step towards the kitchen, I peek to see what he's doing. He's pacing around the kitchen, and talking quietly into the other end. After a few minutes, he walks out of the kitchen running his hand over his head.
''How'd it go?'' I asked him. He looks up slightly.
''Not good. I called the towing company to see if they could pick up my car, and they can't due to the weather and they're closed for the holidays. I then called some friends to see if they could take me to the airport, but they can't.'' He hangs his head slightly.
''When did the towing company say they could pick up the car?''
''At the earliest, a day or two but there's a one in a million chance that will happen.'' I feel sorry for this man, he has family and friends expecting him for the holidays and he can't make it. Add on that he has nowhere to stay.
''If you need a place to stay for a couple of days, I have a spare bedroom upstairs you can use until you can get picked up or the towing company get's your car.'' He raises his head to look at me.
''I couldn't accept that...''
''Please, there's no where I'm letting someone stay outside in a snow storm. Now if it was bright and sunny, then it might be different.'' The man laughs slightly.
''You would do that to a strange like me? Shame on you... On second thought, I think I'll take the room. Thank you for offering the room when you didn't need to do that, it was incredibly you.'' He looks at me for a while, before going to lean up against the wall.
''No problem, your room's down the hall and to the right. Everything should be in order in there, but if it isn't, just come get me.'' I walk down the hall to my bedroom, which is across from the man's..
''Thanks Ms.?''
''Garcia, Penelope Garcia.''
''Thank you Penelope, I'm Derek Morgan.''
''Nice, to meet you Morgan, now if you excuse me, I'll be in my room.'' I continue down the hall, and into my room, where I close the door behind me. Well, I can say the next few days will be interesting.
Now, I wasn't expecting to write a new fanfic, but two things convinced me to do it. 1, I wanted to start a christmas fanfic and hopefully have it done before christmas, and 2 I watched a movie that would be perfect for Garcia and Morgan :) I hope you guys loved it and if you don't mind telling me, what was your favorite part so I can know what you guys like with it :)