Penelope Garcia sat in the uncomfortable chair in the hospital room watching over one of her closest friends while he slept. As she watched him sleep comfortably she reflected on some of the things that had happened to Dr Spencer Reid over the last ten years or so. There was his time in the spotlight, after saving Lila Archer, from the crazed stalker best friend. Garcia still had a copy of the magazine cover in a keepsake box in her wardrobe at home. There was being kidnapped by Tobias Hankel, a horrible situation which led to the unfortunate drug problem that Reid had for a little while. After overcoming that hurdle, Dr Reid had to face the past, after a case made him remember the Riley Jenkins situation. Garcia was pulled from her thoughts by Reid making a sound of pain in his sleep, she wanted to reach out to him, but he calmed after a moment, allowing her to go back to her thinking. Not long after the Riley situation was the Anthrax scare, a case that Garcia knew would stick in the memory of every team member for a long time, she herself still had trouble getting the image of a pale, sickly looking Spencer laying in a hospital bed just like this one. Garcia fiddled with one of the Dr Who figures that she had brought along with her, knowing that Spencer would pull through this, she just had to stay positive. Continuing with her list Garcia thought on, what had come next? There was a bit of a break for him actually. it wasn't until he stated to develop migraines that much had happened. After the migraines came the Emily situation, which to be fair affected the whole team, not just Reid, but it felt worth listing. As Garcia was thinking her list through she reached out and grabbed his prone hand from the bed, holding it in her own. The next item on the list was still painful for Penelope to think about, Maeve, the first girl that Spencer had ever loved, was brutally taken from him. It had shaken the entire team to its core. After the death of Maeve, Reid was okay for a while. Then this happened, he goes and gets himself shot in the neck. An awful lot has happened to Spencer Reid, but he always manages to pull through in the end. Garcia smiled at the thought and sighed. If she had to sit in this chair for much longer she would have back pains for days. She stood, placing his hand back on top of the covers, brushed some of the hair off of his forehead and planted a soft kiss on his brow.
"Sweet dreams, my love," she said before leaving his hospital room. As she walked away Reid began to stir, he looked down the hall and saw Garcia stepping into an elevator, smiled to himself, happy to know that she cared, and drifted off to sleep once more.
A/N: hey guys, so i know i said i was going to do a hotch/emily story for you, but this came to mind. Even though JJ/Reid is my OTP for this fandom, ive started to notice how adorable Garcia/Reid would be as a couple. I didnt want to jump straight into anything with a new ship though, not until i know how i would go about writing them, i think i need more practice with writing Garcia. Anyway, as always, please review. Good, Bad, Fabulous, Sending me to hell because i crushed your soul, all reviews are appreciated. Until next time, Cooey out!
