Note – thanks for the reviews and advice on the first part – I have been writing fanfic for a long time (maybe to long lol ) but this is the first time I have ever written a 'Criminal Minds' fic – hope you like it – please read and review – good or bad is always welcome lol

Chapter 2

Morgan grumbled the whole time they signed out of the hospital, while they waited for his medication and even while the nurse gave Garcia a quick talk on how to care for him. He just wanted to get her out of there he knew how much she hated hospitals, and more honestly he wanted them to be alone for a while – he had missed her while he had been on their last case and their quick fire and often silly or sizzling phone conversations were just not enough any more.

"You are lucky you are a hunk of hunkiness sweetie because right now you are crabby" Garcia laughed as she pushed him through the doors of the hospital and hailed a cab.

"Where's your car?" he demanded as a cab pulled up to the curb and they climbed into the back seat – Garcia sliding in next to him and bumping in to his hip slightly as the taxi pulled away.

"Sorry" she mumbled and moved away – after giving the driver her address she settled back and looked out the window – trying to get her thoughts and feelings under control. She had been so scared when she had received the call from Hotch that she hadn't trusted herself to drive without getting in an accident herself.

"Why on earth didn't you drive woman" he chided gently, catching a sad look on her face he gave himself a mental shake – it was up to her how she got around.

"I thought it would be faster" She told him shortly, just wishing the short cab ride was over so he would stop going on about it.

After they pulled up in front of her apartment – there was a small tussle over who was going to pay for the fare. The driver watched them for a few moments, quite enjoying the show of the brooding guy trying to outmanoeuvre a very fiery blonde.

"I don't care who pays as long as one of you do – nice to see a young couple who still have a spark these days" he laughed as the guy thrust some bills at him and drove away watching the heated exchange continuing on the side walk.

In the rear view mirror he saw a short struggle for the bag they had with them, and grinned when the fiery blonde won and stalked up the front steps ahead of her guy.Cute couple he thought idly as he drove away looking for his next fare.

"Damn it Garcia" Morgan whispered as he followed the blonde who was marching up the steps in front of him. He caught up with her at the elevator and was annoyed when she kept stabbing at the call button – he could feel the tension coming off her in waves and instantly felt bad.

"Sorry baby girl" he told her, she turned and looked at him, seemed to be about to say something when the elevator landed with a thump – Morgan frowned slightly at the noise.

"Is this thing safe" he asked as they stepped inside and she pushed the button for her floor – smiling she nodded and watched the numbers zip by, it was an old building and she always felt the creaky elevator gave it some character.

Once they stepped inside the apartment Morgan frowned – something was off, her beaded curtain was missing – as were her colourful throw pillows and some of the more wacky art from her walls – it had a toned down feel to it – very un-Garcia . He didn't mention anything as she was fluttering around, taking his coat and putting his bag on the couch – he was used to her bouts of nervous energy and usually enjoyed watching it – but today she seemed so sad and as she walked past him he reached out and caught her arm.

"Hey slow down kitten, your making me more dizzy than usual" he laughed then watched as she frowned and pushed his hand away.

"Don't you kitten me Derek Morgan, have you any idea how scared I was today? When Hotch called me and told me you and Reid had been in an accident? I didn't drive Esther to the hospital because I was afraid I was shaking so much I would crash to!"

He could see from her face she was on the edge of tears and without thought pulled her in to his arms, she struggled for a moment – her temper pushing at her to shout at him some more but just feeling he was in one piece and okay made her sag against him. Tears threatened as he stroked her hair and led them to the couch, pulling on to his lap he did his best to soothe her worries away.

"I'm sorry we scared you baby girl, it all happened so fast and when I woke up Reid told me he had contacted Hotch- I hoped you would know I was okay – but obviously they didn't tell anyone until you got to the hospital." he pressed a kiss to her hair as she snuggled against him and sighed.

"I just kept thinking of my parents the whole way there – I had to ID them, I was terrified that was going to be waiting for me this time. I can't lose you too Derek" she told him softly, lifting her head to look at him. Seeing the pain on her face made him feel so much that he didn't know how he stopped himself from blurting his feelings out to her.

He held her for a while longer until she stood slowly and took his hand.

"Come on superman – you need to lay down and get some rest – when you wake up I'll make some dinner or we can order pizza – your choice" she babbled, nervous again as she led him into her bedroom.

"Would it be okay if I took a shower?" he asked, she paused from fussing with the bed and nodded "You know where the towels are – I'll go get you some of your pills"

Morgan walked in to her bathroom, tugging his clothes off his aching body – stepping under the stream of water he closed his eyes and let the water ease his tired muscles. The case had been frantic, catching the unsub had involved him tackling the guy to the ground – his shoulder protested mildly as he rotated it. Tipping his head back his mind replayed the accident, a soft smile coming to his lips at the obserdity of it.

"So this time your going to tell her right?" Reid had asked, he was driving only because he had won a coin toss – one that Morgan was pretty sure he had cheated at – but Morgan was aching after the tackle with the unsub so he let the kid drive – even though it was only a short trip back from the airport it was still scary.

"Who am I telling what Kid?" Morgan asked, the old game becoming part of their regular chat back home – and always at this part of the journey Morgan realised.

"Garcia? Telling her how you feel? Remember I was with you at the hospital when she was shot. I saw you – you wouldn't leave her alone for a moment- it's pretty obvious to everyone – except Garcia" Reid chuckled at his own joke.

Morgan smiled, thinking of his blonde bombshell waiting for him back at the BAU – he frowned a little as Reid continued to rattle on, telling him percentages of workmates who married, statistics on marriage lasting more than 2 years.

"I think me and Penelope will go the distance Reid" he told him – his mind wandering over the crazy and meaningful conversations they had had in the past. The shock when he had found out she had been shot, the fear that had crawled at his throat as she lay in ICU, fighting a battle he could not help her with – the useless feeling had nearly killed him.

"That isn't going to happen unless you tell her you love her, she thinks your a dog with a fleet of women on speed dial – and that's okay with her because she is your friend – I wonder how she would feel if she knew you hadn't dated for months" Reid babbled, loving this conversation – the one time he got to feel superior over Morgan.

"Garcia does not think I am a dog, and when I tell her I love her she will know why I kept quiet" Morgan snapped – then paused and looked at Reid's beaming face.

"YOU SAID IT! you actually said you love her, usually you skirt around the subject- she is going to be surprised huh?" he laughed, but it was cut short as a car crossed the line in front of them, Morgan reacted quickly, helping Reid to pull the wheel out of the incoming cars path – but in doing so it swung them in to a wide arc that had them colliding with a lamp post – they were just lucky they side swiped it instead of hitting it head on. As Morgan drifted in to unconsciousness he thought of Garcia and vowed to tell her the next chance he got.

Shaking his head he stepped from the shower, grabbing a blue towel from the cabinet and hitching it around his waist. Once he got in to the bedroom he realised his bag was still on the couch – following the noise of the TV he paused in the doorway and watched her – Garcia had her eyes closed, her brow furrowed in thought as she rested her head against the back of the sofa, her skin looked paler than usual.

"You okay sugar?" Morgan asked, stepping up behind the couch.

"Headache, I'll live – now lets get you settled down to nap huh?" Garcia told him, standing she realised what he was wearing for the first time – her gaze seemed to heat his skin as her mouth went dry at the vision before her.

"I forgot my bag" Morgan explained, his voice husky as her eyes slid up his body to meet his – grinning a little as he saw blush – then turn and grab his bag, ,marching in to her room with it.

Following he dug through and found some white boxers, smiling again as Garcia left the room again to get him a drink of water for his pills – hopping on to the bed he lay back and waited for her return.

"Here you go – the nurse said you could sleep – but not for to long, I have to check your okay" she babbled, fluffing pillows and covering him with a blanket.

"Just stop for a moment woman would you – it looks like you could use a nap to" Morgan told her , tugging her on to the bed next to him. Turning he set the alarm for 2 hours time and hugged her down next to him.

"Damn it Morgan I can't sleep in this skirt" she laughed, jumping up she grabbed her pj's and dashed in to the bathroom to change – returning moments later she snuggled back in to his arms and sighed in contentment.

Morgan smiled down at her, then frowned as he suddenly thought of something "I hope Lynch isn't going to get the wrong idea if he comes over and catches us like this" he told her lightly, his stomach clenching as he realised he had forgotten all about the young analyst who was besotted with Garcia.

"Kevin won't be coming over, and if he does he won't care if I am in bed with you or anyone else...we broke up 3 weeks ago...seems I wasn't quite what he wanted. A little to loud and garish and even though I tried to tone things down , just wasn't enough" Garcia's voice hitched as she felt tears clogging her throat.

"Three weeks? Why didn't you tell me? And the guy is an idiot – is that why things changed around here? Why are you trying to change for someone like that sweetheart? Your perfect as you are" Morgan's voice was sincere as he looked down at her, the tears had stopped and she stroked his face lightly.

"Your biased, but I love it" she laughed.

"Well now I don't have to feel guilty when I do this at least" Morgan whispered, leaning in he brushed his lips against hers, once, twice until her lips parted on a sigh – her hands fluttered at his back as she tried to understand what was happening, Morgan trailed his fingers through her soft hair – curling a strand around his finger as he moved back and looked down in to her surprised face.

"wha..why...Derek?" she squeaked as he pulled her in to his arms and lay his head on the pillow next to her.

"Shh sleep now baby girl, pills kicking in and I want to be conscious when I tell you I love you" he murmured as he gently drifted off to sleep.

Garcia lay back and stared at the ceiling "Love? What the hell is going on!"