As always, I don't own them, I just borrow them and put them back when I'm done

This story probably takes place somewhere in the 4th season but I'm taking the liberty of assuming no Garcia/Lynch relationship at this point.

REVENGE

Chapter 1

"You've reached the offic e of Penelope Garcia, woman of your dreams, how may I help you?" Penelope Garcia answered her phone knowing it was Derek Morgan calling in from the BAU team's latest crime scene in Dallas, Texas.

"Hey B aby Girl, Whatcha got for me?" Derek asked as he waited for the BAU computer tech to fill him in on the background information he had asked her to search for on the Unsub.

"More than you can handle, Hot Stuff". Garcia came back with a giggle.

"I doubt that Princess but until we have a chance to test that theory for real, how about you just give me all of that information I know that you have at your pretty little fingertips?", Derek replied with a chuckle.

As Penelope filled him in on the unsub's dubious background, Derek couldn't help but smile to himself and think once again how Garcia never failed to brighten his day. For over a week, the team had been working to catch up with Carl Peterson, a particularly sadistic serial killer who had been torturing, raping and killing young college girls in Dallas. It had been a tiring and frustrating case, with Peterson always seemingly on e step ahead of law enforcement. But no matter how frustrated or discouraged Derek got while on the job, he always knew that one call to Garcia could help lift his spirits. Penelope was the light of the BAU team and she could always be counted on to see the good in whatever was happening and if even for just a few minutes, hel p them forget some of the ugliness they all dealt with on a daily basis.

"Once again, you have worked your magic Sweetness. Thanks, this might just be the information we need to finally catch up with this bastard," Derek said after receiving the data Garcia sent him on his cell phone.

"I hope so, Gorgeous. I'm ready for you guys to get home…it's lonely back here. Be safe and hurry back, my love" Garcia said as she hung up the phone.

Penelope loved her job and while she had no desire to go to the crime scenes with the team (she saw enough through the photos and videos they often sent back for her to analyze) she did miss them horribly when they were away. Garcia's parents had died when she was 18 and she was never particularly close with her four brothers so the BAU team had become her family. JJ and Emily were the sisters she never had, Reid was like the bothersome but cute little brother, Rossi was like a famous Uncle that always had great stories and wisdom to dole out and Hotch was the Dad, keeping everyone in order and who would do anything to protect his family.

And then there was Derek Morgan. Five years ago when they met, Penelope would have said that Derek was the older brother, the star athlete, hot headed and fiercely loyal. But in the years since, something different than a sibling relationship had formed between the analyst and the agent. If asked, the rest of the family would say it was love but neither Derek nor Penelope had allowed themselves to name their relationshi p as such, not out loud anyways. All Penelope knew was that the bond she had with Derek was something different and more special than anything she had ever experienced and she felt extremely lucky to have him as her best friend.

After another three days of intense work, the team was finally on their way home to Quantico, with Peterson behind bars and his latest victim recovering in a Dallas hospital. As the jet lifted off the runway, Derek pulled out his cell phone and hit Garcia's speed dial number.

"Speak to me you beautiful hunk of chocolate lusciousness", Garcia answered as soon as she saw Derek's ID on her phone.

"Hey Silly Girl, I just wanted to let you know we've taken off and should be home in a couple of hours. I know you must be exhausted, too. Hotch said to tell you to shut it down and get yourself home for some well-deserved rest."

"Oh, sorry gorgeous, but I've got a little wrapping up yet to do and my babies need a little TLC. Anyways, you know I can never sleep until I'm sure all of my superheros have returned to the lair safe and sound. I'll leave as soon as I see you all walk in the BAU. " After a long case, Garcia always liked to be in the office when the team returned. No matter how much reassurrance Derek or Hotch gave her, she had to see them for herself.

"All right Garcia, I know you well enough not to even try to argue with you right now but have everything ready to go as soon as I walk in that door or I'll drag you out of there myself, kicking and screaming if I have to", Derek warned as he inwardly smiled to himself. He loved seeing Garcia's bright, smiling face upon return from a hard case.

"Ahhhhh, promises, promises Sugar." Garcia could hear Derek laughing as she hung up the phone. It made her feel safe knowing her family was on their way home.

Penelope had been working on paperwork for about an hour when she heard a knock on her office door. Taking a quick glance at her watch, she realized it was too soon for the team to have made it back. Swinging her chair around to face the door she granted entrance to the mystery visitor, "Enter all ye who dare".

"Uhhmm…Hello Ms. Garcia, it's me Kenneth Avery, from down at the coffee shop in the lobby?" a timid looking man of about 35 said as he peaked around the door as he opened it. He stood in the hallway, not seeming to want to enter the vibrant office of the computer tech.

"Ken, well you're the last person I ever expected to see up here! What can I do for you, hon?" Penelope asked as she rose to meet her unexpected visitor at the door.

"Wow, this is some impressive set up you have here Ms. Garcia", Ken exclaimed as he took in the collage of computer screens and blinking modems that made up Penelope's home away from home.

"Now, Ken, I've told you 1,000 times you can call me Penelope. So, what's up?"

"Oh, yeah, well l told you a few days ago I would let you know when a supply of those new pastries were ready, and we just finished a batch. I didn't want you to miss them so I came to let you know before they were all gone again", Ken explained.

Garcia always made it a point to stop in the little coffee shop in the lobby of the FBI building every morning on her way into work since she had discovered a hidden gem in the pastries they made. Since she was in the shop so often, she and Ken had gotten to know each other on a well enough basis to call each other by name. He was no Derek Morgan, but Penelope saw him as sweet and friendly and always enjoyed saying good morning to him.

"Oh this is major good timing, Ken! The team is on their way home and I can come down and get them all some to take home with them as a treat! You are such a Sweetie-Pie, thanks for letting me know", Penelope said as she leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll be down in a just a few minutes, as soon as I shut my babies down if that's ok?"

"Sure, Ms. Gar…I mean Penelope. But you'll have to meet me around near theback entrance. The pastries haven't even been put out yet and, technically, I'm not supposed to be selling them until later, so they are still in the storage pantry. Just come around back and knock on the back door to the shop, it enters off the east corner of the parking garage."

"Ha! Intrigue…I love it! Should I use my secret knock so you'll know it's me?" Garcia chuckled.

Ken laughed and said, "sure why not…I'll see you in about 20 minutes then?" Penelope nodded as Ken Avery turned and left the BAU offices. She immediately began to prepare he babies for shut down.

Headed back down in the elevator, Kenneth Avery couldn't believe how smoothly that had gone. Sure, he had known the team was gone and that getting to Garcia wouldn't be too difficult with the team out of the office, but he still couldn't believe that his plan for revenge against Derek Morgan was in motion. For months he had planned this and now all his hard work was going to pay off and he would show that cocky son of a bitch Morgan just what it meant to watch someone you love die in agony, just like he had watched his brother die.

TB C – The start of my second fan fic…featuring M/G, of course. Please R&R and let me know what you think. I have no idea how long this one will be or where the muse will eventually lead but I hope you enjoy!