A.N.- *Peeking her eyes over her comforter* Hello. It is my second story ever. Just to let you know. If you could possibly let me know what you think, I'd be much obliged. I don't know if another story is out like mine, and if it is, I apologize. I doubt it is like mine, but nonetheless, I apologize. I love Hotch, so I may come up with other people with him in my future stories. Just to let you know, this is also the most citrusy thing I have done yet. If it sucks, please let me know, but be nice. I tried having my Hubs read it and he laughed at me. He doesn't understand what I like about reading the way that I do, you know? Let's just say he is umm… *cough* visual… LoL. So please, some feedback? Thanks.

Note- This story will have a lot of stuff in here. If you don't like don't read. If you are 18 and under, don't read. It will have sensitive subjects, so if you want to know ahead of time, review me or pm me and I'll let you know. If you don't like, don't report. Just walk away from it. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hotch, or Garcia. I own this story… that is about it. I really own nothing…

The Darkness

Chapter One

"All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on." – Havelock Ellis

Looking at the clock and seeing it hasn't moved since the last time she looked at it was making her more on edge than she cared to admit. She took a bite of her almost full salad, and threw it away, not hungry. She just wanted to head to the gym and get to sleep. It was 7:30, and hoped nothing new would pop on her screen. She didn't think she had it in her tonight to see the gruesome images that now plagued her life.

Grabbing a bottle of water from her mini fridge in her office, Penelope decided to take the time to give her legs a stretch. It had been an extremely long and insufferable day. Walking out of her office, to go to the bathroom, she saw the Scooby gang she saw the team talking about the case they solved earlier in the day. They caught a child molester that was holding six children hostage. The child molester didn't make it out of the confrontation, but the children were safe.

Any other day, she'd be joining them and laughing and having a great time. It seems to get harder every year to get out of the fog around this time. She hoped this year, working out would help her get her mind off of it, but even though she feels better physically, mentally she is the same.

She went near them, listening to the highs and lows of the case, but she couldn't bring herself to say much. They didn't even notice her there anyway. She saw the time moving a slightly bit faster and went to her office to grab her things.

When she was walking out of her office, ready to go home, she heard, "Baby girl! You want to come out with us to have a drink and get a little frisky?" Morgan gave Garcia a sly grin, making her smile at his ridiculousness.

"Sorry doll face. As much as I love to lose my inhibitions around you, I need some sleep. Next time." Penelope gave a small wave and walked to her car. She just needed a good workout that would hopefully tire her out so she can actually sleep for the first time in weeks.

The girls all made a promise to lose weight together. Prentiss, J.J. And Garcia wanted to do an activity apart from bad decisions. After a while it seemed they only drank, shopped or ate at some restaurant when they got together, which was much more often now that all of them were single. J.J and Prentiss come out once a week, but Garcia now made this every other night.

She finished her workout, and by 9:30, she was in home in her bath. The water was so hot; she felt her skin practically melt off. She could hear the clock tick from another room, reminding her how quiet it was. She hated the quiet. Turning on some music, she tried to relax.

She thought of her team, probably all having a great time together. She did want to see them, but it was hard to get out of the funk she has been under lately. She did wish she could have went tonight to find some guy that could take her back to his place and fuck her raw. She hasn't been with anyone since Kevin Lynch and that was over a year ago. He was alright in bed and damn, did he really try. Unsuccessful most of the time, but none the less, he tried. Had to give him points for that.

Reid was probably there, along with Prentiss. When she thought about it, she supposed everyone would be there, aside from Hotch. Aaron Hotchner, her gorgeous superior and straight laced, serious and amazing friend, was probably with his son, Jack. She couldn't deny she had a crush on him since the first day, but would she act on it? Hell no. They are total opposites.

She loved how passionate he was in everything he did. She loved that he didn't smile 98% of the time, so when he did, it was always so exciting. His face just lights right up. He had a gorgeous smile, and she noticed that he smiled more when he took days off to be with his son. Was it weird that she found his parenting sexy as hell? Probably... but at the moment she couldn't care less.

Garcia smiled, thinking about him across from her in the tub, kissing up her leg while staring into her eyes. His hands trailing slowly with his kisses, kneading the flesh along the way. His hot breath on her thigh, sucking and licking, moving down lower and lower...

It's been a long time since she was this horny. She must be working too hard, because she had no idea until she got in here. Usually, she would have prepared this, by bringing in one of her toys for help, but this time, she could tell she didn't need them. Lowering her hand to her hip, she lightly caressed her skin, wishing it was someone else...

She pictured him licking and nibbling her clit, and reaching for her ass and squeezing her cheeks. She brushed her ultra-sensitive nipple and almost moaned.

Running her other hand along the length of her body, she lightly pinched her nipple and spread her legs. Her clit was throbbing, so she barely brushed it with her nail, making her breath hitch. She slowly started rubbing her clit, and fingering her pussy. Panting, Garcia groped her breast roughly, moaning.

Imagining Hotch was sucking on her breasts while fucking her was making her go crazy. Wishing he was there, pinning her against the bath and imagining him grunting into her neck, made her moan so loud, her neighbor Mr. Johnson could probably hear her. Fucking herself faster, she felt her juices flowing, making it feel more sensitive as her fingers slid in and out. Rubbing her thumb against her clit now and gaining a rhythm, she thought of Hotch, close to coming and saying in her ear, "I want you to come all over my cock, baby."

Thinking of Hotch come undone sent her over the edge. Swearing loudly, and gripping her tit roughly, lightly pinching it, she tensed. Feeling the ecstasy wash over her, she thought of what he would look like when he lost control. She would pay any money to see that.

Out of breath, she just laid there. She slumped in the tub, letting the water now cover her body. She didn't want to even get out of the tub; she was so exhausted. Yeah, not such an awesome idea to sit in here any longer, Penelope. You just fingered yourself and are still lying in it. Not your best idea...

Grimacing, Garcia unplugged the tub and turned on the shower. She got cleaned up, set her alarms, and dove into her bumblebee striped comforter. She was hoping for at least a few hours of sleep. Lately she'd be lucky to get maybe a couple of hours.

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