Derek Morgan was the kind of person to say that he was not easily caught off-guard by the things that happened between his coworkers. It was like a family of odd characters that never ceased to amuse him. He was, however, surprised to see his favorite person perched on his desk rather than clicking away on her babies.

"And what can I do for you, Baby Girl?" He smiled as he set his coffee down and draped his jacket of his seat.

"I wanted to thank you for the flowers." She grinned playfully and he smiled through his confusion.

"What do you mean? I don't think I remember sending any flowers." He looked at her curiously, unsure if she was just testing him.

"You aren't the one who put the flowers on my office door, or my car door, or put the petal trail on my front walk to my car?" She asked, sincerely surprised.

"Nope, can't take credit for that. Wish I could though, it sounds like someone really went out of their way this morning." He smirked.

"But I thought it was you for sure when I read the card." She held up the said evidence and he read it himself:

Flowers fit for a tech goddess. May you be showered with the proper affection from this day on.

"Sorry Baby Girl, it looks like you'll have to look a little further to find this guy. Though I can't say I won't be keeping a jealous eye on you." He growled playfully, leaning close to her.

Garcia laughed and rolled her eyes, trying to get the card back which he kept from her reach until her third try.

"Oh my dark chocolate knight, as if you need to fear the advances of a mere mortal on this goddess." She swatted his arm and blew him a kiss before going back to her office.

She was genuinely surprised that it wasn't Morgan, okay maybe more disappointed than anything, but it seemed odd that someone other than her friends would know she enjoyed being referenced as a goddess. Going through the list of her team she crossed off each as she thought about it. Hotch would never approach their relationship that way, Rossi saw her as more of an odd daughter, Reid was like a little brother and good friend. Only Morgan had ever hinted at the kind of relationship this card implied and he had honestly denied having been the one to send them.

Well she wasn't a tech goddess for nothing. Commanding her babies to obey her she quickly peeked into the sercurity tapes of her hallway, surprised when she saw a maintenence worker taping the flowers to her door. Was it the maintenence worker? That didn't make the least bit of sense.

Pausing for a moment she clicked on her phone and hit her speed dial, waiting the three rings to get an answer.

"Front desk, security." A deep voice spoke.

"Hey Tommy, it's Penelopie Garcia, technical analyst for the BAU." She smiled.

"Hey Garcia, what can I do for you?" He asked.

"I was just wondering who sent the flowers I found this morning?" She tried to sound innocent and she heard him chuckle on the other side.

"Can't say I know fully, they were on my desk when I arrived this morning with a twenty dollar bill and a note asking for those to be delivered to the most beautiful technical analyst the FBI has. I had Jared bring them up and he said he taped them to your door because you hadn't arrived yet." Tommy explained.

Well that left her back at square one.

At her silence he chuckled again,

"My wife tells me every day that sometimes it's better to enjoy what we don't know and expect an answer to come only when it's ready. Enjoy your flowers Miss Garcia, you have a very special place in somebody's heart." With that he hung up and she was left looking stumped at her beautiful boquet of golden orange orchids and soft pink tulips.

Fortunately a local case had her and her team's attention so she was able to lose herself in her work, that is until noon came and with it a knock on her door.

"Yes?" She answered, opening the door only slightly.

"Miss Penelope Garcia?" A young delivery boy asked.

"Yes, that's me." She nodded.

With that he produced a small plastic container of what smelled to be the most heavenly Italian food ever.

"But I didn't order that." She looked confused.

"A man called in and paid ahead, saying to deliver this at noon to your work." The boy explained, holding out the package as well as some napkins, a fork, and a small bag of breadsticks.

"Did he leave a name?" She asked.

"Only yours, ma'am." He answered.

Sighing in defeat she accepted the food with a quick thanks and then retreated into her office. The food really did smell amazing. As she unfolded everything she found one of the napkins had a note on it.

Even when you work hard you deserve a treat on your break.

"Oh you're good." She admitted quietly.

Deciding this would be too elaborate way to poison her she went ahead and enjoyed what was truly one of the best lunches she'd ever had. Maybe having a secret admirer had its perks after all.

Morgan, who had been thinking of Garcia all day in the back of his mind, decided to give her a call. His timing was unexpected and it made Garcia jump a little but she smiled at the sound of his voice.

"Well hello there my super-delicious-hero. What can Louis Tech do for her Chocolate Kent?"

"You never cease to have nicknames for me, do you?" He smirked.

"What can I say, you are my smoking hot muse." She teased.

"So distract me for five minutes, tell me anything." He said as he walked around the hallway of the police station.

"Well you just caught me in the middle of enjoying the best breadstick I think man has ever made. Seriously I think I'm addicted and it's only the first of three in my possession." Garcia sighed happily. "Oh, and I tried to track the flowers down, but no luck. The security tape is of Jared but he was sent by Tommy who was paid twenty dollars to have them delivered. I looked up the floral shop and it turns out to be a little cart outside the mall six blocks from here. That means he probably paid in cash and it will be impossible to track him or get a name."

"He knows how to cover all possible tracks. Smart." Morgan mused, both amused and a little uncomfortable.

A secret admirer was nice but he was also very protective of his Baby Girl.

"I hear that little growl in your voice. You know it makes me all hot when you get all possessive." She teased, chuckling at his breathy laugh.

"Yeah, yeah. I just hope he knows if he wants to get closer than sneaking gifts he'll have to go through me." Morgan warned.

"Oh my adorable dream candy, you know you'll always be enough for this sweet tooth." She smiled.

"Good, you'll have to remind me of that when I take you out to dinner once we get back." Morgan grinned.

"I'll pen it on my calender and circle it with hearts, my love. Is there anything else you need?" She asked.

"No, for now. JJ is giving a press conference soon and then we'll do what we do from there." He shook his head.

"Kk, be safe."

"Of course, I have to stay looking sharp for my hot date." She could practically hear the smirk through the phone .

Laughing she ended the call and went back to her background work for the case, munching on her food in between scans. She really was becoming fond of the breadsticks.

"Everything okay with Garcia?" Reid asked, surprising Morgan.

"Yeah, how did you-"

"You seemed a little distracted today and you only smile like that on a phone when you talk to Garcia." Reid explained.

Nodding Morgan returned to the team, Hotch had stepped out with the detective and JJ was finishing up her notes for the press conference.

"Garcia has a secret admirer." He admitted, making everyone pause.

"Like a serious one?" Emily asked, trying to guage Morgan's answer.

"Well, yeah. He's only sent flowers but it wasn't just like one boquet randomly at work. He made a petal path to her car and had a boquet for her car and her office." He explained. "He's been clever enough to pay in cash and not show who he is to anyone who could turn him in as the admirer."

"Does it bother you?" JJ asked.

"He called her a tech goddess. Only someone close to our team would know about that kind of nickname." Morgan admitted. "That means it's someone close but no one I can think of."

"What about that Lynch guy?" Rossi asked.

"He's not confident enough to do something like that. Maybe if it had been something like just setting them at her office door." Emily shook her head, Morgan nodding in agreement.

"It's not just that he's giving her gifts like flowers...he knew where she lived, which car was hers. He knew when her schedule well enough to plant the flowers there without fear of being caught." Morgan finally said.

"Sounds borderline stalker when you put it that way." Rossi said as he swirled his cup of coffee.

"One in twelve women are stalked during her lifetime." Reid spoke up. "For men it's closer to one in forty-five."

"Thanks Reid." Emily said sarcastically, Reid shrugged.

"If my opinion counts, I think we're looking at this from a profiler perspective. We're approaching this like the close, protective friends of a girl who, as strong as she is, has experienced some bad times with people we haven't known much about. If someone is sending her flowers we should say we're happy for her and be there for her if she needs us. Chances are seldom that secret admirers really turn out to be as good as they appeared when they were shrowded in mystery. With any luck it will be just another tech nerd from two floors down and we can deal with him when he shows himself." Rossi mused.

Morgan wanted desperately to agree with Rossi so he nodded and held back the thoughts still swirling in his head and tried to push them aside. They were working a case after all.

But this was far from over.

Do you think you know who the admirer is?