Disclaimer: I don´t own anything, all belongs to CBS, Edward Bernero and Andrew Lloyd Weber.

Authors Note: As you see I used "Phantom of the Opera" as inspiration for this story. The idea came up after watching the movie by Joel Schumacher. I won´t give away who the mysterious secret admiere is but I had put some hints in the story. I am finished with this one, so I update as soon as there are some reviews that show me people want to read this one

And now have fun guessing

Think of me

It was a beautiful morning as Penelope Garcia entered her office. She was happy because she had a wonderful date with Derek days ago and till now there was no new case ahead. If this wasn't a good reason she didn't know what else would make a good day.

But she was mistaken, the day became better. In her office was a small bouquet of red roses. With a playful smile she left to find Derek who was sitting at his desk doing paperwork.

"Gorgeous you don't need to woo me anymore. I actually did go out with you, remember?"

Puzzled he faced her.

"I don't know what you are talking about, baby girl."

"This bouquet in my office isn't from you?"

"No, I didn't sent you anything. Have you looked for a card?"

Derek was concerned you could tell. A stranger who sent his tech goddess flowers wasn't a good thing. He followed her into her sanctuary and waited in the doorway. Penelope searched through the roses and finally found a small card. The profiler could see the question marks upon her forehead. Slowly she handed over the card to him.

"What does this mean? Is it a poem?"

Without any idea he looked up.

"No, it's not a poem, it's a verse from a musical. From "Phantom of the Opera" if you want to know."

"Why should a totally stranger send you flowers and a card with a verse from a musical on it? By the way: How did you know from which musical it is?"

Derek was playing nervously with the card in his hands. Still a bit fearful Penelope took the card.

"It's my favorite musical. I know the lyrics of every song. Even I sometimes have a weak moment for cliché romantic movies and so."

"Hey, I don't judge your taste in movies or music, I just wanted to know. So this person knows quite a lot about you. Did you notice unusual things in the last weeks? Persons running around the block who didn't belong there?"

Thinking hard she sat down on her chair.

"Except the fact I nearly died weeks ago, nothing. As I told you, I don't see danger everywhere I go."

At that moment Emily entered the sanctuary.

"Hey guys, what's going on?"

"Penelope got flowers from a stranger."

"Oh... was a card with the flowers?"

"Yeah, here. Do you wanna see?", Penelope asked her friend.

Emily picked up the card from the tech goddess´desk and quirked an eyebrow in surprise.

"Think of all the things we've shared and seen - don't think about the things
which might have been. This is Phantom of the Opera, isn't it?"

"Yeah, from "Think of me". I don't know why someone would use this verse."

Derek looked from Emily to Penelope and back.

"Is this a woman's thing?"

"Derek don't try to joke. We need to find out who have sent this to her."

"Who has sent what?"

Like a shadow Reid appeared behind Derek with an innocent look.

"Someone has sent Penelope flowers and this card."

Emily gave the card to Reid.

"Phantom of the Opera, interesting choice. Isn't it your favorite, Penelope?"

Derek shook his head and sighed with annoyance.

"I can't believe it, does everybody know this musical except for me?"

"Derek, we have other problems than your lack of musical knowledge. Who ever sent this seems to know Penelope well."

Concerned about this Emily found it hard to not snap at Derek. Reid gave Penelope the card back and sat down next to her.

"We'll take care of you. Nothing's gonna harm you while one of us is around."

Penelope smiled weakly and caressed his cheeks.

"Thank you, sweet pea. You are right, these are just flowers."

"Mama, don't take it too easy." Derek interfered.

"I can take care of myself and genius boy is right. As long as I am here with you guys around nothing's going to harm me and as long as there are no more flowers it's ok."

Derek knew when he was defeated so he tried to tell himself he was just overreacting because of his job.

"OK, but if there is one more bouquet you'll tell us immediately. Understand?"

"Crystal clear handsome, and now go and catch the really bad guys."

Friendly she threw all three out of her office and started to work.

Soon this incident was forgotten and all of them had to focus on a new case. Penelope couldn't tell why but somehow it made her feel better every time she looked at the roses she had put in a vase on a single table. She didn't know how but she managed it to let the roses bloom for almost two weeks. The gaze Derek shot the flowers when he visited her in her sanctuary after the case made her uncomfortable but neither him nor her said anything about them. Instead he invited her to dinner.

A few days after she had to throw the flowers in the trash Penelope found a new bouquet of red roses in her office. This time they were put into the vase that was still standing on the single table. Who ever had sent her the flowers had put them into water. Curious and a bit afraid she searched for a card and there was one.

Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do --
there will never be a day, when I won't think of you "That's strange." she murmured under her breath. "What's strange, baby girl? ... When did you get those flowers?" Now Derek was really worried. "I just have found them. Again a verse from Phantom of the Opera, the same song as last time." "Let me see it." While Derek was reading the card Emily and Reid came along discussing a book. Both stopped as they saw the worried Derek. "What's up?" Emily asked. Without a word Derek gave Emily the card and she and Reid read it. "Now we need to get worried. Penelope, when did they arrive?" Emily declared. "I don't know. I came in and they were already in water standing there. He must have been in here." "We need the pictures from the security cameras." Emily and Derek looked at Reid as he had grown a second head. "It must be someone from this bureau, maybe from the BAU, who sent the flowers and he will be definitively in one of the videos." Reid explained in his typical manner. Penelope couldn't help but smile, even when everything is going to be chaotic and personal he has ideas how to help. She spun around and typed the needed passwords in to get access to the cameras. "How far do I need to get back?" she asked into the room. "At least four hours. They couldn't have been here that long." Derek said and leant down beside her to get a better view. Soon they found the person with the flowers. "Hey kid, you remember people better than me. Isn't it Agent Meyers who is caring the roses?" Reid came near and took a look. "Yeah it's Meyers. He came to the BAU half a year ago." "I think we gotta talk to him." Emily headed outside followed by the two men.

Two hours later a really pissed off Derek came to the tech goddess. She didn't need to ask that Meyers wasn't the one they had looked for. With a sigh he sat down and starred at his feet for a minute or so. "He was just the one who had brought them up to your office. The flowers were delivered at the main entrance by a courier. By now we have no lead. Hotch wants you to stay with one of us. We need to assume that there is a stalker outside who is watching you." "What a pity I don't have a pool." she said according to Reid's bodyguard job for a Hollywood star nearly three years ago. Derek and Elle couldn't helped themselves and told everybody what had happened to the young genius. The joke showed it's effect and Derek smiled a bit. "Yeah really a shame, baby girl."