A/N: I was trying to come up with ideas for my other fic 'I'm there for you' when I came up with this. I'm still accepting personal messages from anyone who is willing to help me out with ideas for that one if they wanna shoot a few. Well here it is a somewhat sequel to 'Garcia Knows Best' R&R please, :3-DKP
Disclaimer: Criminal Minds and All it's characters are not mine and they never will be.
"I swear, there is always something wrong with this computer. One day I'm just going to chuck it out my window." Penelope Garcia paused her rambling and looked around her office, "Well, if I had a window." She viciously smashed her keyboard board with her fist after she saw that her computer system has decided to freeze again. "I supposed this is as good a time as any to take a potty break." She mumbled angrily before leaving for the restroom, not realizing her system had caught up with itself and was no longer frozen.
Derek Morgan and Spencer Reid walked into Garcia's office arguing "Penelope can you please, explain to Reid that- Penelope?" The two men noticed she wasn't there. "She's not here Morgan, let's just leave." Reid turned to leave but was stopped by his arm being pulled back into the office. "Hey now, there's never a moment when Penelope Garcia is not in her office. I'm not about to pass up a moment like this. I'm going to do some snooping. Now shut that door." He ushered Reid as he sat down in Garcia's chair.
"What're you gonna do?" Reid questioned pulling up a chair next to him. Morgan sat staring blankly at the keyboard having no idea what he was doing, but he began tapping random keys hoping he'd get what he'd want. "Looking for access to the security cameras, wanna see what everybody's up to behind closed doors." He grumbled. Reid widened his eyes in shock "That's a total invasion of privacy to the other team members! What they do in their own time is their business and we have no right to- you're doing that all wrong move over." Reid practically shoved him out of the chair and took control.
Reid typed frantically on the computer and instantly pulled up the security cameras on their floor. He and Morgan watched in anticipation as they began to cycle through the different camera feeds. The camera on the bullpen came up and revealed that it was vacant. Morgan squinted showing he was thinking.
"Huh, Prentiss was there when we left wasn't she? We're she go?"
"Oh, well she could have very well likely had gone to the bathroom. See statistics show that women have smaller bladders and so their average bathroom visits during the day are-"
"Alright, alright, I didn't ask for that. Let's just keep watching."
They watched the rest in silence; empty hallways, the archive room, Rossi playing videogames in his office, while Hotch had fallen asleep in his. "This is boring Morgan let's just go." Reid offered about to stand "Whoa, wait, we haven't seen what JJ's up to yet." He stated simply just wanting to stay so they can go through more of Garcia's things once they finished being flies on the wall. "D-D-D-Derek, d-o you s-s-see this?" Reid stuttered in disbelief. Morgan looked up and blinked blankly staring at the screen. "There's something somebody's not telling us." He uttered staring at the video feed of Emily and JJ in the middle of a heated make out session. Reid dropped his hand completely oblivious he hit 'Record' on the keyboard.
The too men watched in utter shock, but were brought out of their trances by Garcia storming back into her office. They instantly stood up blocking the computer screen. "What the hell? Boys I love you, I really do but that does not give either of you the right to enter the queen's throne room while the queen is not in. Now both of you, move it." She pointed to the door. "Um, well Penelope, you see we were just wondering if you could help us with something." Reid stuttered trying to cover what they've done. Garcia scowled at them both and shoved them out of the way and gasping at the video feed of her two best friends. "Did you two go searching through the surveillance cameras!" she squealed trying desperately to close it. "No, we were looking up…how to…Reid what were we looking for?" Derek tried to sound innocent. Garcia averted her death glare to Reid knowing just how it got to him. "It was all Morgan's idea! It was his idea!" he blurted out causing Morgan to groan. "Both of you, out!" She screeched causing the two to jump and hurry from her office. Penelope sighed as she realized the video recording was now playing and she was unable to close it. "Great, perfect moment for my system to spaz."
Morgan and Reid were hurrying back to their desks when they both practically run into JJ. "What's the hurry?" she asked the two men who simply stared at her as if she had three heads. "Um, we were just…" 'We didn't see anything!' Reid blurted out again causing JJ to tilt her head in suspicion. Morgan smacked him for his inability to keep a secret. "Well um, nice talking to you JJ!" The two practically tripped over each other trying to get away from her.
JJ proceeded to Garcia's office trying to hide her slight exhaustion from the prior event. Second time at work that Emily's tried to suck her face off, not that she minded or anything. She frowned a bit as she could hear Penelope frantically yelling at something. "Garcia?" she asked cautiously practically startling the woman. "JJ! You're here! What's up?" she screamed trying desperately to cover her computer screen behind her that had that damn recording on loop.
Garcia knew she was in utter hell when she heard JJ's voice behind her. But of course that would happen. She had just asked herself what else could go wrong. She was having the day from hell and it was bound to get worse from there. She watched as she attempted to cover the screen but knew she had failed when she saw JJ's gaze switch from her to what was behind her. She also watched JJ's questionable look turn into a dark scowl. Unfortunately when the scowl appeared, JJ's gaze switched back to her. "Pen, what the hell are you doing?" Garcia couldn't tell a lie so she cautiously began the truth; at least it wasn't Emily she was talking to, right? "Well ya see, my computer has been acting up all day and, and the video camera in your office, and, and, it got stuck and, JJ? Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked trying not to stutter but failed miserably. She watched as JJ's scowl had then turned into a very evil grin a cross between her pissed off face, and her 'oh you are in so much trouble' face. "Oh Penelope. Wait here a moment." She said through a clenched smile before leaving. Penelope gulped not knowing what was going to happen next.
David Rossi hummed slightly as he walked towards Garcia's office when he heard undecipherable yelling. "What has that girl done now." He asked himself as he neared the office, the yelling getting louder with each step he took. He knew he'd kick himself later for opening that door, but he did anyway. His jaw slightly dropped as his eyebrows slowly grew into a shocked frown. He saw that Emily Prentiss had Garcia's face pressed against the wall with her arm twisted behind her back, and he was only able to catch the streams of "DELETE IT DAMN IT." "YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY ARM." "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU'RE ARM RIGHT NOW, DELETE IT." And the less loud "I say break it anyway." from the blonde standing in the corner. Rossi simply backed slowly out of the office and closed the door. He had no idea what he had just walked in on, and frankly he didn't think he wanted to know. But he did know that his heart went out to Garcia, what ever she had done to piss off the brunette profiler surely left her to be a dead woman. He walked back to his office thinking of the one and only thing that came to mind: This truly was the end of Penelope Garcia.