Author's Note: This was written for the Criminal Minds Weekly Prompts forum's Valentine's Day Edition Prompts. The prompt I choose was "Two of your characters get locked in a room, supply closet or ect. They talk and realize their feelings for each other." It's listed under JJ/Hotch, but it's equally a Morgan/Garcia story because the wonderful people on Facebook had me completely intrigued to do a Morgan/Garcia story.

CHAPTER ONE

"I swear, Boss Man, the file's right on my desk," Garcia said, nervously, leading Hotch towards her office. "If I had known you needed it tonight, I would have made sure that I got it to you."

"Garcia," Hotch sighed. She had been babbling since he caught her at the elevator just three minutes ago and it was threatening to give him a headache. "I didn't think I would need it, but my plans for tonight changed. Jack was invited to a sleepover, which leaves me nothing but work to do for the night."

Garcia stopped suddenly. "You shouldn't work then, Hotch. You should go out, have some fun. Why don't you call up that lady friend of yours?"

Hotch sighed again. "It didn't work out."

"Oh." Garcia started walking again. "Still, you should do something. Maybe get a drink at a-"

Garcia's voice trailed off as she opened the door to her office to a sight that took her breath away. Morgan was kneeling on one knee, a small box in the palm of his hand. His palm was outstretched to the beautiful Jennifer Jareau. Both Garcia and Hotch gasped at the scene.

"Oooh," JJ breathed out, cringing. She looked at Morgan to help explain, but he seemed frozen.

"I... just need... to... grab a folder," Garcia stuttered out. She quickly grabbed a folder from her desk and slammed it into Hotch's chest. She felt as if the entire world was crashing down on her. "Good night."

Garcia rushed from her office. After a beat, Morgan stood up, racing after her. "Penelope!"

JJ turned timidly to Hotch. She wasn't sure what she expected to see on Hotch's face, but the stunned hurt that was there wasn't it. She took a step towards him, saying his name, only to have him step backwards.

"Uh," Hotch began, trying to gather his thoughts together. He waved his hands in front of him with barely controlled anger, "just make sure you have all the paperwork filled out for whatever – this – is."

Hotch turned around and walked quickly away. JJ followed, catching up with him in the middle of the abandoned bullpen. She grabbed his shoulder to spin him around at the same time that Strauss called out, "Agent Hotchner, may I have a word?"

Hotch nodded, shrugging off JJ's hand. He followed Strauss towards her office, leaving a dejected JJ behind. She wasn't alone for long as Morgan joined her just a minute or so afterward.

"I couldn't catch her," Morgan told JJ.

"I told you we should have practiced your proposal in your office," JJ replied, folding her arms.

Morgan rubbed his head. "I needed to feel out the ambiance of her office to see if I should propose to her there."

JJ just stopped herself from rolling her eyes as she said, "Maybe should have proposed a date first. Maybe then, this whole thing wouldn't have happened."

"Jayje, I have known that she was the one for me for the last two and a half years. I have been waiting around, patiently, for her relationship with Lynch to be over, all the while playing the supportive friend. I have waited a respectful six months to ensure that she's over him, but I'm not taking my chances with just a date. I know she's the one for me, for the rest of our lives. I don't want to wait any longer for our life to begin."

"So, why are you standing here talking to me?" JJ smiled. "Go get your girl."

Morgan sucked in a breath between his teeth. "You don't think I should give her the night to cool off?"

JJ raised her left eyebrow. "You really think she's going to be any calmer tomorrow?"

"Good point." He walked a few feet away before stopping. "You want me to walk you to your car?"

"Nah. I'm going to wait for Hotch and let him know what's going on."

Morgan nodded before jogging to the elevator. JJ exhaled slowly before running her hands through her hair. She glanced around the bullpen, reassuring herself that it was empty. She debated where she should wait for him. Staying out here in the open seemed the most logical so that she could grab Hotch as soon as he came back, but there was no guarantee that he would come back alone. Scrunching her face, she resigned to waiting in his office.

JJ sat on the edge of his desk so that she would be the first thing he saw when he walked in. While she waited, she began to think over his reaction. She had expected shock. She hadn't expected hurt. She had expected that he would see the situation for what it was and be slightly amused. She most definitely didn't expect him to walk away from her.

Even if he actually thought her and Morgan were involved (and really? How could he?), why would he react with pain and anger? If anything, she thought he would lecture them on fraternization rules, but nothing else. True, they had grown closer over the last few months as the only two single parents on the team. Maybe his hurt was over the idea that she could be seriously involved with someone and not tell him.

Yes, that must be it, she thought to herself. Nothing else made sense. He was upset that his friend, his very good friend, had been hiding things from him. Or at least, he thought she had been hiding things from him. Well, she'd have it all cleared up as soon as he got back.

JJ glanced down at her watch and saw that nearly forty minutes had gone by. She moved to sit in his chair when a noise caused her to look up. She found Strauss staring coolly back at her.

"Agent Jareau, what are you doing in here?" Strauss asked her.

"I was waiting for Agent Hotchner, ma'am," JJ replied just as calmly.

Strauss walked past her to lay some paperwork on Hotch's desk. "Agent Hotchner has left for the night. I walked him to the elevator myself. You'll have to see him in the morning."

With a huff and a groan, JJ walked out of the office. She gathered her belongings before leaving the bullpen. She jumped into the car, glad that Will had taken Henry for the week. JJ drove to Hotch's house, intent on talking to him, only to find the house dark and no car in the driveway. After an hour of waiting, she gave up for the night, intending to talk to him first thing in the morning.