By chance

Author: AbbyGibbs (AbbyGibbsMorgan)

Disclaimer: Criminal Minds doesn't belong to me, sadly enough. No it belong to Jeff Davis who created the show and the team of writers and producers and all the people who makes of the show what it is today… No copyright infringement intended.

Rating: T as always to stay on the safe side.

Category: Romance (Morgan/Garcia)

Spoilers: not really I think.

Summary: Morgan discovers something by accident. But what does he discover exactly? To find out the answer is pretty simple. All you have to do is read.

A/N: Well, I guess, I finally took the big jump, and decide to try to write a Criminal Minds story. The story might appear lame though, sorry about that, but it's my first try so please be gentle with me, okay and I apologize in advance if there are some mistakes about the show. Anyway I hope you'll like it. Enjoy!

No beta for this one, so…

Penelope Garcia, was sitting in her bed, a glass of wine set on her nightstand, the day had been horribly long. They'd just wrapped up a case after two weeks. Morgan had had a rough time with this one because children were involved. She had been tempted to call him, but she knew that he needed her he would call or come to her place.

Opening her laptop she just had placed in her lap after she'd taken a sip of her wine. The first thing Garcia did after her computer had started up was to check her mails. The inbox didn't contain pretty much interesting things. Most of the emails the inbox contained were from friends letting her know what the newest headlines in their life was nothing more. She wanted to answer them, but her mind kept wondering about her best friend.

He looks so sad and exhausted. She still didn't get how some people could harm even kill children. It affected the team and her, but it was like each time they had a case where children were harmed it ripped SSA Derek Morgan apart. And what pained her most was that she couldn't do anything to help him, no matter how much she wanted too she couldn't erase the pain away. Penelope wished she could though, because see him like this broke her heart into a billion pieces.

Seeing she couldn't do anything to lighten her thoughts, so she decided to get lost in her secret favorite pastime which is: writing.

No one at the BAU knew that Penelope Garcia loved to write. No matter what the subject was. The blond tech analyst of the behavior analyst unit had always something to write about even though; there was one particular subject she loved to write about more than no matter what other subject in the world… her best friend, Derek Morgan.

He was her hero, her knight in shining armor. She wouldn't mention him directly on her blog entries, but anyone who knew her a little could easily figure out who was the person she spoke so highly about.

Taking her glass wine from the nightstand she took a mouthful of the red warm liquid before she placed it back, and opened her blog page.

Life can have a strange way to talk to you…

Today, as been long and horrible at work—which is not new since it has been such case for two weeks now—but that's not important.

What's important is that I realized something, I don't really know how or when it happened but it did, I'm attracted to a hunk, no I'm not only attracted to him, I *love* him. I could use a million other words, but none of them would be powerful enough to describe him, and he's not only good-looking on the outside, no he is also good-looking on the inside.

But let's face it, he's out of my league, I'm not his type, judging from the kind of woman he goes out with. I'm not the kind of woman that guys dream of at night, but I'm okay with that. The thing is I can't get him out of my mind.

My problem is that I already have a boyfriend, he sweet, he loves me, and I love him, but not in the way I should be. I mean, he deserves way more than what I can actually give him. It's not fair for both of us. I'm starting to think that all I am doing his fooling myself. I started to date my actual boyfriend right after I got shot. It's as if I jumped into this because I was afraid of the possibility that what I really want could have actually happened. Right before I got shot the hunk asks me out and I refused because we had a huge fight. A stupid fight that started because of me (if he ever read this, he'd say it was his fault), but the truth is it's mine.

He just wanted to help me, and I was so pissed at him for telling me, what I misunderstood—I thought he was telling me that a guy like that would never go out with a girl like me—when in fact he was trying to tell me to be careful. And what did I do? I jumped to conclusions and went out with a guy that tried to kill me.

Anyway a little while after this misadventure, I realized, that I started to feel more than friendship, but figure a hunk like him wouldn't go out with a girl like me, so when my boyfriend she to like me, and asked me out I said yes, and now all I do is longing and dreaming about the guy I love in secret. Dreams can be sweet, but they can also be extremely painful, because they almost never become reality…

Garcia sighed as looked over her entry once again before she clicked to post it.

God if I only had the guts to tell him what I feel for him. If only I had the courage to tell him that I'm sorry… oh Morgan if you only knew how much I love you… she thought.

No matter what she would be doing tonight she would probably think about him. Sighing she set her laptop next to her on her bed as she pushed the covers off of her legs. A shower that is what she needed—the best medicine to clear her head completely.

Walking toward her closet to pick out some towel she then went to her bathroom. She lit some candles, she loved the soft, warm atmosphere they gave off. Penelope then started to take her close off. As she was fully naked she realized she forgot something not bothering to put the towel around her, she walked through her apartment to her living room, to put a CD in her stereo, as she pushed the 'play' button, Norah Jones's voice filled the apartment.

Smiling satisfyingly, she headed back to the bathroom. Opening her shower cabin, she placed one foot inside, and reaches out to turn the warm water faucet on as well as the cold water one on. While she waits for the water to have the right temperature, she takes her earrings and her hair pins out. Placing them carefully on the sink, she takes a quick look at her face in the mirror before she steps in the shower cubical.

As she stands under the head shower, she closes her eyes enjoying the sensation of the water sliding down her gently curved body moaning slightly as her mind pictures Morgan's hand roaming over her body.

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TBC…

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