I Need You
Garcia methodically shut down her babies and excited the BAU. Morgan had called earlier to tell her Hotch said for them all to go home and worry about the paper work and reports on tomorrow afternoon. She knew he could tell something was off with her but he didn't push it. She mindlessly drove Esther to her apartment and parked up. As soon as she entered her home and reset the locks, she striped, headed to the freezer and pulled out her emergency bottle of bourbon. She didn't bother with a glass. She turned the bottle up and took a long drink. She took a sharp intake of air as she felt the effects of the burn but slowly the burning turned to warmth that she felt throughout her body. She usually didn't drink but she needed to get the memories of their recent case out of her head. Taking the bottle with her, she headed to her bathroom and ran a hot bubbly bath as she continued to sip from the bottle. As she sunk into the bath, her mind raced with the vivid images of the unborn babes that were violently cut from their mothers. She shook her head but she still couldn't clear those horrible pictures. When the water began cooling, she stepped out, took another swig and toweled off. She moisturized her skin and threw on her robe. Sitting on her bed, she finally let go of the tears she was trying so hard to contain. She wept for the mothers and babes who had died so senselessly at the hands of that monster. How could one be so cruel? She tried to sleep but it just would not come. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the unborn babes and she would bolt upright. There was only one person she could think of that would help her through this. With that she grabbed her keys and headed for the door.
Morgan had stepped out the shower and toweled off. He pulled on his pajama bottoms and turned his bed back. As he went to get in, he remembered that he needed to let Clooney out one more time. He slowly made his way to the rear door and let Clooney out. He waited patiently as Clooney did his business and then came back in. Morgan put out fresh water for him along with his favorite toy and turned out all of the lights. As he made his way back to him bedroom, he heard a knock on his door. At first he wasn't going to answer it because he was just too emotionally spent but then the knock came again and he reluctantly made his way to the door. He saw that it was Garcia and immediately opened the door.
"Baby Girl, is everything alright"
Garcia slowly shook her head yes and stepped inside. Morgan moved to allow her in and then replaced the locks. He turned around just in time to see her heading up the stairs. Unsure of what to make of this, he followed her.
"P, are you okay?"
Garcia made her way into Morgan's room and turned to face him as he came in the room door.
"Talk to me P. What's going on?"
They both stood there staring at each other. Morgan could tell by her puffy eyes and red face that she had been crying. He knew that it was because of the last case. He too had shed silent tears for the mothers and babes who had died needlessly. He saw in her eyes the sadness from the case and something else that he couldn't quite put his finger on.
He took a deep breath and was going to step closer to pull her into a hug when she reached up and undid the belt to her robe. His eyes followed her hands as she pushed the robe off of her shoulders and stepped out of her shoes.
Morgan took in Penelope standing there completely naked and vulnerable. He opened his mouth to say something and she breathed almost wordlessly -
"I Need You!"