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"Do not walk in front of me; I may not follow.

Do not walk behind me; I may not lead.

Walk beside me, and be my friend."

~ Albert Camus.

"400 something people are signed up for this thing! " Garcia announced, trying not to let her nervousness show. She sat staring at the screen of her treasured laptop, sitting in the back of the SUV. Reid, who was sitting next to her, seemed unimpressed. The Technical Analyst assumed that this was because the kid had been speaking to large groups for a while now. *She* on the other hand, was hardly ever physically in the field. Murderers, rapists and other soulless varieties of scum she would coldly stare into the hearts of… from the safety of her screens. Only, this was not a regular case. The team had been appointed to present a profile for a well known Cleveland cold case; an unsolved murder investigation known to be the inspiration for the movie The Fugitive. People have been studying this murder for years. It was even reviewed by the Supreme Court.

"It might be less now" Rossi offered from the driver's seat.

"This *is* from right now!" she answered, gesturing to her screen.

Rossi lowered his eyebrows in confusion. Garcia smiled at his lack of superior technical knowledge. She understood though, that the team didn't have a chance to do much other then their work. Anyway, she was proud of her setup and what she could contribute to the team.

"Mobile WiFi card Sir; the only way to travel." She clicked away at the computer, knowing every keystroke by heart. "The university has a page on their website advertising it." She went on.

Reid casually studied the colorful stickers and appliqués the women had all over her gear. Looking out the window had quickly gotten old since Hotch opted for the "short" drive from Quantico to Ohio. Morgan and the other two in his car had already put a stop to the endless supply of commentary that always came from him. The young mans ahw-inspiring wealth of knowledge and facts having quickly become too much for his friends on the drive there. So, he held his tongue during this particular outing to grab dinner. The genius had let his mind wonder for quite a while, now in need of something to do.

A corner of Garcia's screen flashed, and she giggled to herself. Reid heard the familiar *bing* of an instant message alert, and wondered if she was "talking" to JJ in the car behind them. He unconsciously leaned sideways, lowering his eyebrows in the unspoken question.

Garcia playfully nudged him back over to his side with a smile. "Hey String Bean, this is about meeee." she mocked in her usual playful banter.

"Baby Girl, in your world *everything* is about you." Morgan teased, glancing back at his best friend.

She lovingly scowled back at the large man, "Oooooo, you're so lucky you're sexy." She fired back at him. Rossi rolled his eyes at the thought of the man sitting next to him being "sexy".

The innocent eyes of the young genius widened in reaction, "Who could you be talking to? Were all *here*" spurted out of him.

"Oh contrar Sir Awkward McSocially–challenged." She said, making Morgan laugh and exchange an understanding glance with Rossi.

"*I* am a social butterfly" Garcia said flamboyantly. Sitting up straighter with the statement, and Reid took the opportunity to lean back over. She laughed at him, still holding her head up high. "There's a friend of mine in Cleveland who wanted me to text her when we got settled in" she finally explained. The corners of Reid's mouth pulled back as he nodded approvingly at her. He had always been fascinated with Emily's social life around the world; having friends from all the countries and states that she'd lived in. He shouldn't have been surprised that Garcia did as well, through the virtual world.

"Do you think the rest of the guys would be okay with her meeting us up there?" she asked, almost as a second thought.

Rossi gave Morgan a sideways smile. "I don't know Garcia… Hotch was saying something about working with just the team. You know, rap our heads around this case… no outside distractions." He sounded serious as always, making Garcia picture her boss staring at her with his stern face. Well… his stern-er face at least. She looked up, suddenly aware that she might be stepping over some line. She never even thought about the team parting ways during down time; simply saw this as an opportunity to see a friend.

"Oh, well, um… you could, I guess, drop me off at another place later if…" Garcia stammered worriedly, stopping when Morgan laughed quietly to him self.

"Garcia… Baby Girl… its fine" he reassured her with a handsome smile. Rossi watched her relax again from the rear-view mirror, secretly enjoying the fact that she was so concerned about everyone. She playfully narrowed her eyes at him as she typed where they were going to the girl on the other side of her screen.

"…...I'm not socially challenged… any more." Reid slowly turned to her with puppy dog eyes.

"Ahhhhhw!" she cooed, planted her hands on his cheeks and gave him a peck on the top of his head.