The aftermath immediately following where "Penelope" left off.
Pairings: MorganGarcia and maybe JJReid if I continue on.
I do not own Criminal Minds, any of the characters, or anything related to the episodes.
"I, uh, I think you're amazing," Kevin stammered, blushing ferociously. Garcia began laughing which made his face turn a deeper shade of red.
Morgan watched them from across the room and felt a wave of jealousy come over him. He immediately crossed the room and put his arm around Garcia.
"Let's go home baby girl," he whispered into her ear with a smile.
Kevin looked at Morgan and then back at Penelope. He felt Morgan's stare, but still could not take his eyes off her. She was smiling back at him until Morgan began nuzzling his face into her neck and pulled her tight against him. Only then did her smile and attention turn to Morgan.
"I'm ready sweet cheeks," she replied to Morgan with a wink. "It was great meeting you Kevin. I hope to see you around." She turned and walked out slowly with Morgan's arm around her waist. Kevin didn't move until they were on the elevator and out of sight. Only then did he realize he had been holding his breath as he watched her walk away. He let out a loud sigh and with a smile, whispered her name to himself.
"Penelope."
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Morgan helped her slowly walk up the stairs to her apartment. She was trying to hide a grimace of pain which was becoming more obvious with each step. He followed her into her apartment and she gingerly lowered herself onto the couch.
Morgan knelt down next to the couch and placed his hands around her face.
"Do you want me to stay," he asked, slowly caressing the sides of her face.
"No honey, I'm fine now. There is nothing to worry about. You go home and get some sleep," she replied.
"Do you want me to stay," he asked again. Morgan was looking at her with an intensity she had never seen before. She was about to question his serious expression when he leaned forward and kissed her very softly on the lips, lingering just a second longer than appropriate and looked into her eyes. He could see confusion and questions in her expression.
"Derek -" she began to say. He immediately kissed her again, this time more deeply and with a passion she had never before felt in a kiss. She returned the intensity and pulled him closer to her. He was kneeling on the floor next to the couch and slowly lifted himself off the floor and positioned himself on top of her. She let out a small cry and he jumped up, realizing that he had put pressure directly on her wound.
"I'm sorry baby, are you OK," he asked, his face filled with worry. Garcia suddenly had a strange look on her face and turned away from him.
"I'm fine. I think you should leave now," she responded without looking back at him.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Was I moving too fast, are you OK? Talk to me baby girl," he said with worry, trying to pull her to face him.
"I don't need your sympathy," she shouted, jerking away from him. "I'm not mad anymore. You were right about the date all along. I should have listened to you. But I do not need your sympathy and guilty kisses."
Morgan took a step back, now understanding what she thought had happened. She believed that he only kissed her because he felt guilty and sorry for her. He ran his hand over his head and walked back to her.
"Mama, I've wanted to do that for a very long time," he explained. "I've had a million excuses ranging from being too good of friends, working together, not wanting a relationship, my list could go on and on. But I was really just worried that if we started something it would be real and true, and I wasn't sure if either of us were ready for that type of commitment." She turned back to look at him and he could see tears in her eyes. "Baby girl, don't cry," he whispered while gently wiping a tear off her cheek. "Before I got the call that you were in the hospital I was in church, praying for guidance. I wanted God to prove to me that He was real and help me find my path in life," he said as he paced back and forth in front of the couch. "I've been angry with God for a very long time and wasn't a very pleasant conversation," he said with a smirk. "But I was sitting in that church, asking for help, and every time I closed my eyes all I could see was your smiling face. I knew at that moment that God had given me my answer. I needed to tell you how I feel about you. So I walked out of the church, determined to pound on your door until you let me in and confess my feelings to you. Instead I received the message that you were in the hospital, and at that moment I thought my life was over."
Garcia sat up very slowly, holding her wound with her hand. He hated watching her in pain and knelt on the floor in front of her.
"So you didn't kiss me just because you felt guilty about everything that happened," she asked quietly.
Morgan gently pushed her hair out of her face and stared intently into her eyes. "No baby girl, I kissed you because I'm in love with you," he said with a smile.