None of it belongs to me. I make no money from this at all. I promise to put them back as soon as I am done playing with them.

Screaming and crying is what she hears and blaring sirens. She opens her eyes and tries to move only to feel pain so much pain. She takes a deep breath and tries to move again only to have darkness overtake her.

Three hours earlier.

They were in San Francisco having caught the unsub they were ready to go home. They were all tired and wanted nothing more than to be with family and loved ones. Hearing Hotch close his cell then swear softly, JJ is the one that dares to ask what the problem is.

"Problem?"

"We are delayed for a few hours. Thunderstorms over the Rockies."

"But we are leaving tonight?" Reid asks.

"Yes, as soon as the storms pass."

"You should call Garcia she mentioned that she had plans for tonight with Sam." Reid tells him.

"I'll do it." Rossi says then opens his cell.

"What can I do for my favorite Italian stallion?"

"One of these days Kitten you're going to get into trouble with your nicknames."

"I'm not worried you'll protect me."

He laughs at her reply. "Finish your report Kitten, then you can leave we are stuck out here for a few hours, storms over the Rockies. Enjoy your date."

"Thank you so much Dave." She gushes to him.

"Kitten is there something that you want to share with me?"

"Tomorrow, I will tell all of you, I promise. Have a good flight." she says then closes the call.

"What did she say?"

"Not much but she is bursting with happiness, something is up. She said that she will tell me, us, tomorrow."

Present time, two hours later.

It was the one phone call he never expected to get, one of the people under his command was injured and in the hospital.

Mateo Cruz walked into the hospital and does a double take it looks like mass chaos medical personal and casualties everywhere. He goes to the main desk and shows his badge. "I was called about member of my section being admitted. Penelope Garcia."

The clerk looks at him then quickly types in Penelope's name. "We found her ID in her purse, when we called we were directed to you, Agent Cruz. She is upstairs emergency surgery."

Cruz blows out a lungful of air he didn't realize that he was holding. "Thank you." he tells the older woman. Stepping away he scans he area until he sees a group of detectives entering the emergency waiting room. Each one of them holding a notebook trying to get statements from the walking wounded.

Making sure his badge is attached to his hip he goes to the nearest detective. "Excuse me. Could you tell me what's going on."

The detective looks at Cruz getting ready to shoot him down then he sees the badge on his hip. "Agent, a driver slammed his car passed the barriers and into a crowd of pedestrians he took out a wall and some tables at a small restaurant. There are three fatalities at the scene, six critical, more still coming in."

"If you need help with witnesses. I'll be on the surgical floor."

The detective looks with concern. "One of your people involved?"

"I think so, the favorite analyst of the BAU."

" Penelope Garcia?"

"One in the same. How do you know her?"

"From time to time if we are stuck she is our magic Genie. Helped us find a kidnapper within one hour with CCTV. She told us where to go even before we could notify your office."

Seeing the questioning expression on Cruz's face the detective explains. "She came in with a friend to report a car accident, she was in the car. One of the detectives recognized her asked her to help. I take it she never said anything to anyone?"

"Not that I'm aware of." Cruz replies.

" I hope I didn't get her into any trouble." He tells Cruz.

"Not at all, I'm glad she was able to help you."

Not long after Cruz and the detective parted company, Cruz got to the surgical waiting room he told the receptionist who he and that he was looking for information about Penelope Garcia.

After being told that she would be in surgery for at least an hour more. He nods his head moves away from everyone. Standing by the large windows that looks out in the parking lot he makes a phone call to Hotchner.

He opens his eyes when he hears the ringing of his cell. Reading the ID he knows something is wrong. "Hotchner. How can I help you Agent Cruz?"