So here is Chapter 2. I hope that you enjoy it! The italic sentences are flashbacks. Let me know what you guys think! Enjoy! :)
She fooled them. No idea how but she fooled the best profilers in the United States. When she returned to work she had brought in a forged paper saying she had been sick, one of her many talents when she lived underground was forgery, and it came in handy that day. The only one not convinced was JJ. Somehow, she knew that Garcia was lying about having the flu;
''Alright, out with it!'' said JJ as she slammed the door of Garcia's office. Garcia just stared at her, wondering why she looked so angry.
''Jayje, I told you. I was sick'' replied Garcia with a heavy sigh. JJ wasn't buying it. She cocked her hip, folded her arms and glared at Garcia.
''You go home, don't answer any of your phones, and don't come in the next day? And you blame all of that on the flu?'' said JJ in a sickly sweet tone, showing Garcia she wasn't buying her act.
Garcia took out a piece of paper and gave it to JJ, ''Doctor's note. I was sick Jayje. When I'm sick, I prefer to turn my phones off and not be bothered. I should of had called but I passed out from the Nyquil'' she replied. JJ gave her a look that clearly said 'I don't believe you', turned around and left.
A couple months had passed since the incident and things had returned to the way it was, well sort of; JJ stopped pestering Garcia about the night, the team didn't think much about it and believed Garcia's story about having the flu. Morgan on the other hand was becoming more and more distant. Their flirting had come down to a minimum; people used to say that they could ignite a wet bush with how hot their flirting was, and now they couldn't ignite a dry bush. She got him in a corner one night but nothing came of it;
''Alright Hot Stuff! What is going on?'' she said as she pressed the emergency button in the elevator, making it stop. He stared at her and tried to push her away from the pad to get the elevator started again, but she stood her ground.
''Baby Girl, I got things to do and I'm late. Move'' he said, his tone making it clear he didn't want to talk. Garcia just stared at him, not moving. She missed him, missed flirting with him. He just gave her a glare and crossed his arms, ''Push the damn button'' he said through gritted teeth.
''Honey, I want to know what's going on. You've become distant with me and I don't know what I did or said to make you angry at me. I want my friend back, I want to continue flirting with you, make people blush as we aimless flirt'' she said. He wasn't having any of it.
''Garcia, we work for the FBI, we need to set an example. Our behaviour was inappropriate, and childlike. I'm sorry but I think it's time for both of us to grow up and stop acting like horny kids. Now kindly push that damn button before I make you move'' he said.
Garcia pushed back the tears that were threatening to flow and moved. They rode down in silence and she watched him leave before being taken back up to her floor. She felt bad but she hacked his accounts, his cell phone, his computer and froze at what she found; he was dating someone. She wondered why he didn't want to tell her about this girl, Nadia. It's not as if she would be jealous, she was happy for him. She just wondered why he didn't tell her, and why he had been distant and almost cold with her.
Garcia had been trying to get over the fact that her best friend wanted to be just friends. She told herself that alcohol wasn't going to help her. 'Hell, it just gave me the mother of all hangovers' she remembered. It had been a week since she found out about Morgan's new love. She was finishing her reports, she had two left to deliver and she could go home. She dropped the first one in Hotch's office, along with a can of baked goods for Jack. She knew he loved her chocolate chip cookies, and always cooked a batch for him when she could. She was making her way to Rossi's office when she stopped dead in her tracks.
Rossi was kneeling in front of Strauss, holding out a Tiffany's box. Garcia could see a diamond from where she stood. Strauss was tearing up, a hand covering her mouth. She nodded her head vigorously, telling Dave that she was accepting to be the fourth Mrs. Rossi. She saw him stand up, put the ring on her finger and kiss her deeply.
Garcia backed away from his window, and went back to her office. She tried to forget him but you couldn't stop being in love with someone in a couple of months, especially if you had been in love with that someone for years. Gathering her things quickly, she left the office through another door that lead to the third and fourth BAU teams. She quickly left the building and drove. She stopped at a liquor store and headed home, fighting the urge to open the bottle of Russian Vodka while driving. Arriving home, she locked the door, and deja vu happened; she sat on the window ledge, she opened the bottle of Vodka and drank.
Her cell phone started to ring, and rang and rang and finally it stopped. Then her house phone rang, and Rossi's voice came through the machine; ''Kitten, I need that report. Email it to me please!'' he said and hung up. A couple hours later, her phone rang again, ''Kitten, answer the phone. I know you're home. I'm giving you 10 minutes to call me back before I make my way to your home'' he hung up.
With a resolved sigh, she called him back, ''Agent Rossi, I forgot the report in my office. Could I bring it to you tomorrow please?'' she asked, hoping she didn't sound like she was drinking.
''I had to have it signed and in Strauss' basket before tomorrow morning, Kitten. Can you go back and get it?'' he asked. Garcia closed her eyes and willed herself to not sob.
''Actually, I can't. I've been drinking wine with my supper and I can't drive'' she said, Rossi remained silent for a couple minutes. She could hear him talking with the woman in question. Tears started to fall freely, she quietly breathed deeply to calm herself.
''Alright, bring it in tomorrow morning the second you arrive. Or else it's both of our asses that are on the line. Got it?'' he said with a chuckle. She gave a fake laugh, ''sure thing. Thanks and see you tomorrow'' she said and hung up.
Letting herself fall down to the floor, she sobbed. 'Why me?' she thought, 'first Morgan, and now Rossi'. She cried and sobbed, and thought of why things were happening this way. Her belief in Everything happened for a reason was starting to disappear and fast, she didn't understand why this was all happening. 'I knew Rossi would never date me, I'm not his type. But why did he have to go for her? Why does he have to marry the woman?' she continued to think, 'and why is Derek so mad at me? Why won't he talk to me anymore? What have I done to him that made him distant and cold?
Half an hour later when she had calmed down, she returned to her perch and stared outside. The lights seemed dimmed, and not bright at all. Grabbing the bottle of Vodka, she unlocked her front door and climbed the stairs to the roof. She breathed in the fresh air and sat on the ledge. The lights seemed much more bright, the stars shined brighter up here. She could see lightening in the distance, a storm was coming their way.
She drank and watched the sky, breathed in the air. She tried to make sense of her life, of what was happening, but nothing came. Even though JJ seemed to have forgotten the incident a couple months back, Garcia knew she still doubted her. Hotch seemed to be even more worried than usual and called her every night when they were away on cases. Blake simply observed from afar, trying to figure out if she had a right to try and help Garcia or if she still was unwelcomed.
As dawn drew near, Garcia knew she'd have a long day ahead. No sleep and drunk, she'd also have to face her co-workers who were the best. With a sigh she headed downstairs back to her apartment. She took a long cold shower, had breakfast and took a taxi to work. Even though the cold shower helped her sober up, the effects of the alcohol was still present in the form of a migraine.
She sighed deeply and headed to her office. She grabbed the file she needed and headed towards Rossi's office. She knocked and winced as the noise made her migraine worst, and just her luck he opened the door at the same time as she winced, ''You alright there Kitten?'' he asked as she gave him her report, ''Yeah, migraine'' she said and left without looking at him.
As she turned, she ran straight into Hotch. The collision made her head spin. It took her a moment to realize Hotch and Rossi was talking to her, fussing over her. ''Yeah, I'm fine, really. Just fine'' she said and continued her way towards her office while holding her head. Digging through her purse, she found an empty bottle of Tylenol. She sighed and sat down while rubbing her head. A minute later JJ came in and closed the door.
''What's up?'' she asked. Garcia just shrugged, ''Sweetie, Hotch and Rossi are beyond worried about you right now, and don't give me the 'I'm fine' crap'' she said, a little too loud. Garcia winced at the loud noise, which had JJ at her side in a second. ''I just have a migraine'' she whispered. JJ rubbed her arm and was about to say something when the door opened.
''Rossi wants us in the war room'' said Morgan and then left without a word. ''Alright, what's going on with him and you? I've seen what's going on for the last couple of months'' said JJ as she stood up, ''he's got a girlfriend, wants me out of his life'' said Garcia and left the office, JJ following her.
Arriving at the war room, everybody was standing around waiting for Rossi to begin. ''I'm glad everyone is here, I actually have something to tell you guys, and for some it might be a shock'' he said. Everybody looked around at each other, wondering what he was saying. Garcia had an inkling of what he was coming to, and her heart started to beat even faster. ''For the past couple months, I've been dating our section Chief and we are getting married'' he said. It was quiet for a minute but then everybody went to him and started to congratulate him. The next second, the Dragon Lady herself came in and everybody rushed to congratulate her. Garcia stayed where she was, holding her head as the noise was making her migraine even worst.
She made her way to Hotch and put a hand on his arm to get his attention, ''I think I'll take the day off, my migraine is worst than it was this morning'' she said and winced again as the team started laughing at a joke Rossi said. Hotch looked at her for a second and nodded. She smiled and left, making her way to her office to grab her purse and call a taxi and went to wait outside. An hour and a half later, she was finally in her apartment. Looking for Tylenol, she heard her phone ring. She let the machine get it, desperately needing something to help her headache.
''Kitten, Hotch told me you went home, that you weren't feeling well. I was hoping to talk to you before you left, but I guess I wasn't quick enough. Give me a call when you get home, it's pretty important.'' She sat down at the table, 'why can't he leave me alone!' she thought. She decided she might as well call him before he starts calling none stop and then send someone to come check up at her.
''Kitten, so glad you called back. I'm guessing you just got in? How's the head?'' he said before she could even say Hi. ''It hurts but as soon as I find Tylenol it'll be alright. What can I do for you?'' she asked. Rossi was quiet for a minute while he whispered something to someone, Garcia guessed it was Strauss.
''Well, Erin and I were talking and we want you to plan our wedding. I mean the Halloween party you organized last year was the talk of the FBI for months! You are the best and we really want you to plan it for us. How do you feel about that?'' he asked. Garcia was speechless, she couldn't even comprehend what he had just asked. ''Kitten?'' he asked in a worried tone. ''I'm sorry, Sir. My head started to throb. Did you just ask me to plan your wedding?'' She was hoping that she had misunderstood him, but she was wrong, ''Yup. So how about it? I'll even pay you'' he said with a chuckle. Garcia gave a dry chuckle, ''Yeah sure. That would be fun. Don't worry about paying me'' she said, a tear sliding down her face. ''That's great news Kitten! I'm so happy to hear that. Don't be modest, I'll pay you. So, we've got a case this week but I'd like you to sit with Erin and she can tell you what we want and all that. Just set a date with her when you feel better, alright?'' he said. Garcia swallowed with difficulty, ''Yeah, sounds good. Talk to you then'' she said and hung up.
She made her way to the pantry and took out the bottle of Vodka and started to drink from the bottle. She sobbed and cried, she picked up the vase of flowers that Morgan had gotten her after she had the flu and through it at the wall. She then through whatever she could get her hands on, including the half empty Vodka bottle she had in her hands. A couple hours later, exhausted, she took a last swing from the bottle and went to bed, where she curled up against herself and cried herself to sleep.
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