Title: No One Is to Blame

Pairing: Morgan/Garcia

Warning: hurt, angst, fluff later on, and anything else that happens to pop up

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds and if I did Morgan and Garcia would be together already.

Summary: The story is always 'the timing was never right', well in this case, it wasn't. Morgan and Garcia learn the truth of their now confusing relationship based on revisiting the past. G/K later M/G

AN: I was going to wait to write a story, until I knew the characters better—I truly was. But, I got tired of reading so many stories that really didn't deal with the Garcia/Kevin relationship and Derek's emotional aspect. Hopefully, that is what I can sell and help you understand.

AN2: JJ's is nine months pregnant in this story. She is revealed to be pregnant in the show and I just made that three months, so you'll hopefully understand the rest as you read. This story also deals with flashbacks and to indicate that I will write fade in and when I am done fade out.

AN3: Also, take it on me. I haven't been watching Criminal Minds that long and I am getting used to the characters. Doesn't involve a case file because I definitely know I'm not ready for that.

Now, let the story begin…

"Your stomach is getting so big, Garcia." Emily said in wow as she rubbed the computer technician's stomach.

"I know, it gets hard to move around sometimes…imagine me in four months." Garcia smiled as she rubbed her stomach also.

"So, how is Kevin dealing with your pregnancy?" Emily stood up and crossed her arms.

"Oh, he's ecstatic—more than I am if that's even possible." Penelope was glad that she met Kevin. He has made her so happy and he has also been her rock these past few months. With all that has happened, she knows for a fact that she wouldn't have been able to survive if he had left. "Do you wanna join me for lunch? I am very hungry and so is the baby."

"No thanks, I'm not really hungry and I have to finish some paper work." Emily said as she began to walk to her office, but stopped. She pulled a candy bar out her pocket. "You can have this to hold your cravings back temporarily."

"Thanks, Emily, the baby and I appreciate it." Garcia made her way to the elevator. As she waited, she opened the bar and began to munch on it. Despite its deliciousness, it didn't curb her hungry. She was just about finished when the elevator doors opened and revealed Morgan. She didn't say anything to him as she entered.

"Hey, Garcia, how are you?" Morgan looked at her, and then at the floor.

"I'm doing well, and how are you?" She looked straight ahead as she spoke to him.

"As well as can be expected." Morgan looked at Garcia, and then her stomach. "Its looks like you're getting along very well; you have a baby on the way and you're engaged—I'm happy for you, baby girl."

"Derek," Penelope looked at him with anger in her eyes. "I am not your baby girl or anyone else's."

"Look here, baby girl, you were once my baby girl and you will always be. Kevin might be your man, but you'll always be my baby girl, mama, goddess, or any other cute pet name that describes who you are. You never used to have a problem with it before—shit, I used to say things that were clearly over the line and you choose baby girl you are just looking for something to be angry about." Every time baby girl was said it was emphasized. Morgan crossed his arms and leaned back against the elevator wall. He gave her a look that dared her to say he was wrong.

"Well, that was before you crossed the line that night and disrespect my relationship with Kevin." Morgan laughed.

"Whether or not you see it as disrespect, I was being hon…est." The elevator jerked, and then stopped. 'Not again!' Morgan thought to himself as he pushed a couple buttons before pushing the emergency button. In his opinion, the help was not coming soon enough, so he began to bang on the door.

"Stop, Morgan." Garcia said as she rubbed her stomach.

"Why?" Morgan grunted as he unsuccessfully tried to pry the doors apart.

"Well, one: you already pushed the fire alarm and it's currently ringing, two: it's upsetting the baby, and three: there's a phone in case of emergency." Garcia picked up the phone to prove her point and began to speak, "Hello, the elevator just stopped and we can't get it to move."

Penelope hung up after taking with the technician for a while then took a deep breath and began to pace back and forth. "This cannot be happening."

"What?" Morgan was a little on edge because of his last experience elevators stopping when they weren't suppose to. He's cool when everything runs smoothly, but when they take a different course he gets nervous.

"Apparently there is a fire, so that is why the elevator stopped. They said since the elevator didn't restart itself, they have to come and get us out. The rescue time may be delayed because of…you know, the fire." Morgan put one hand on his hip while the other harshly rubbed his face as Garcia explained the current situation. Garcia's breathing increased as she sat down and Morgan went over to her.

"I know you're worried, but everything will be alright. We just need to stay calm." Morgan rationalized.

"How can I stay calm when there is a fire, I'm trapped in an elevator with you of all people, and I'm pregnant?" Garcia cried into her hands.

"That is why you need to stay calm: you are pregnant. When you get overexcited, so will the baby and I know you do not want that to happen." Morgan squatted besides Garcia and rubbed her back. "Deep breaths, baby girl, deep breaths..."

Garcia eventually calmed down, and then leaned her head against Morgan's.

"I just don't want to lose this baby…I couldn't bear to lose another one." Garcia whispered. "How did our friendship become so screwed up?"

"We let it become that way. We weren't honest with one another enough and kept secrets." Morgan placed a kiss on Garcia's forehead and put his arms around her. "Garcia?"

"Yeah?" Garcia was beginning to relax and her eyes were closed.

"What…" The doors were being pried out and they saw firefighters.

TBC…