Garcia couldn't believe it, wouldn't believe it. Emily, her best friend, was dead. She'd only gotten back from the hospital a few hours ago, after Morgan had dropped her back home, but it had felt like years since the news had hit her. Emily wasn't coming back. She was gonna be put in a box then buried. Her body would rot away just like those murder victims they'd had to deal with so many times. In a few years there might be new evidence and they'd dig her body back up, except this time it would just be a box full of bones.

Garcia wondered if the team were thinking the same as she was. But then she remembered that she knew something they didn't.

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"Are you alright?" Garcia slowly eased open the girls' bathroom door and peaked inside. Emily was wiping something off her cheek while holding a few strands of hair out of her face.

"I'm fine" Emily replied with a little snap in her voice that Garcia didn't take much notice of. The blonde woman smiled softly and walked closer, leaning against one of the sinks.

"You don't look it" Garcia stated honestly. Emily's skin was a little paler than usual and that something she was wiping of her cheek was puke that had splattered up at her from the toilet bowl.

"Gee, thanks" Emily replied sarcastically then dropped the paper towel in the trash can.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Garcia asked again, this time noting her irritability. Emily paused a moment before trying her best to smile and nodding. Garcia raised a doubting eyebrow so Emily tried to explain.

"I've just got a bit of headache, that's all" She offered while turning and checking herself in the mirror, at least she'd managed to get the vomit off her face.

"Are you…?" Garcia asked and a new smile crept onto her face, her eyes gleaming as she looked Emily up and down.

"Am I what?" Emily turned back to her with a look of confusion and looked down her body to find the source of the blonde's smile.

"Are you… you know…" Garcia asked with the same look of excitement. When Emily continued to stare back at her blankly she rolled her eyes but still looked gleeful "Are you pregnant?"

Something flickered behind the raven haired woman's eyes before a barrel of excuses rolled of her tongue. "What? No! Of course I'm not, why would you even…?" Then she paused and quickly turned back to the mirror.

A grin claimed Garcia's face and she bounced up and down from excitement, almost like a child would do. "You so are!" She said and ran forward so they were only a foot apart.

"Garcia you have to promise me you won't tell anyone" Emily quickly said as she spun to face the excited tech queen.

"Aw, why? Afraid of being taken out of the line of fire?" Garcia said jokingly and laid a soft punch to Emily's arm.

"No it's just really important that you don't, ok?" Emily still looked concerned so Garcia straightened up slightly and a grim look crossed her face.

"You aren't thinking of…" Garcia couldn't even bare to finish her sentence, not when she knew that Emily had had to make that same decision when she was only fifteen.

"No" Emily said gently and her facial expression softened into a smile. "It just needs to be kept private for a while, ok?"

A smile returned to Garcia's lips although this time it seemed wary, almost like she was frightened of being happy encase it was taken away. "But why?"

Emily paused a moment then glanced round to make sure no one could hear her, even though the bathroom was empty apart from them, then took a deep breath. "The baby's dad is someone on the team-" She started and Garcia's face split into her biggest grin yet. "So it's really important that I get to tell him before everyone else knows" She rushed out before Garcia smile became too distracting.

"You sly dog!" Garcia grinned and playfully punched her arm again. "Come on, who is it?" She asked but Emily had already glided past her and was nearing the bathroom door.

"Not saying" Emily said with a little smile playing on her lips, it was nice to be finally have told someone even if it wasn't him first.

"Oh, come on. You have to tell me!" Garcia called while Emily walked away down the corridor with a bounce in her step.

"Bye Garcia!" She called while spinning round and giving her a cheeky smile.

"Tease!"

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Tears slipped down her cheeks after Garcia thought back to the memory but it made no difference to her appearance, the previous tears had already left streaks in her makeup. Annoyed at herself, she pushed the tears away and took herself to the bathroom where she cleaned her face and tied back her hair into a messy bun. When she glanced at the clock it read quarter to one in the morning but Garcia didn't care. Tonight she was going to look back at every memory she could recollect of Emily and grieve for her best friend without any bright splashes of colour or cartoon grins to break the pain.

So this has been an idea for a story for a while but it's only been the last two days I've had enough time to start it. I still haven't completely decided on who the baby's dad is going to be so reviews on who you'd like would be really appreciated. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)