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Clueless Genius and Tech Goddess

Violet hurried from her room to the kitchen. Marcie and her mother would be there soon to pick her up for school. Penelope had left after an urgent call from Agent Hotchner. She hadn't had the time to take Violet to school. Violet had tried to get Penelope to let her just stay home, but Garcia had seen through that ploy in a heartbeat.

Violet opened the fridge for the lunch she'd made the night before and spied a jalapeño and cheese bagel. Garcia frowned on Violet eating bagels for breakfast. She said teenagers needed something more nutritional like cereal and fruit. Violet decided that since Penelope was gone, and Marcie would be there in just a few minutes it was better to eat something quick. She smeared some cream cheese on the bagel and looked around for the coffee pot. Unfortunately, the maker was off and the pot was empty. She sighed and pulled out some cran-apple juice instead.

She'd only taken a couple of bites when the doorbell rang. She looked at her watch. It was too soon for Marcie. Her friend was supposed to text her when she was outside.

"Who is it?" She said to the door, and then kicked herself for responding to the door when she didn't know who was on the other side.

"It's Dr. Reid and Agent Prentiss." The voice on the other side said.

Spencer! Why did he have to come here with that Emily Prentiss?

"Violet? Are you okay?"

She wanted to see him badly, but not that woman that hurt him. Still if she didn't answer the door, Spencer might call Garcia.

"Um, hi Dr. Reid," she stuttered after opening the door.

He stood there with a cat carrier in his hands. From the hissing inside, she knew he had Sergio. Her eyes moved to the dark haired woman next to him who also held a cat carrier in one hand.

"Hello," Emily smiled. "My name is Emily. You must be Violet. I'm pleased to meet you. Garcia talks about you all the time."

"May we come in?" Spencer asked.

Her eyes flicked back to him. She almost laughed because as always he wore dirty white converse shoes. She found it completely adorable with his blue sweater, violet shirt and navy blue slacks.

"Violet?"

"Oh yeah… Um, come in."

He followed Emily into the house and put Sergio's carrier on the coffee table in the living room. "Garcia said she'd look after the cats for us. We have a case and Hotch said we're going out of town.

"Why is she here?"

Reid flinched at her tone.

"Garcia was nice enough to say she'd take care of my new cat too. My cat sitter's out of town." Emily said.

"Well I have to get to school." She said to Reid. "Marcie's mom is going to pick me up."

"Violet…"

"I have to finish getting ready."

She wished that Emily Prentiss would leave. It wasn't right that she'd come here with Reid acting like everything was okay. Why wasn't he smart enough to realize it?

"Violet… What's wrong?"

Agent Prentiss elbowed Reid in the side. "We should go." Her dark eyes held something that Violet didn't recognize, but she was glad that Agent Prentiss wanted to leave. She didn't want her there anymore.

"But -" Reid was saying.

"She needs to get to school Reid. Let's go."

"Bye Dr. Reid." Violet said and she left the room before they left the house.

She didn't come back out of her room until she got the text message a couple of minutes later that Marcie was outside the house. She picked up her bag and went out to the living room.

Sergio ran up to her and swished his tail. "I can't stop now Sergio. I'll play with you after school."

Sergio ran ahead of her to the front door and meowed. "I said I can't play now. You have another friend anyway." She narrowed her eyes at the other cat, which sat on top of the glass coffee table.

Sergio sat and stared at her with mysteries in his bright yellow eyes. "Don't stare at me like that," She ordered. "I can't help it if I have to go. Now stay out of trouble." She ordered and left the house.

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"I'm sorry Violet was so rude to you. She's usually so nice." Reid said looking very confused as Emily piloted the SUV down the street from Garcia's home.

"Don't worry about it. She's a teenager."

"Yeah… but Violet's such a nice girl; she doesn't act like that. I don't understand."

Emily glanced over at him again. The urge to laugh was overwhelming. Why was it that Reid had so much brainpower, but when it came to teenage girls, or females of any age, he didn't have a clue?

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"I'm smiling because you're so adorable."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "Why are you trying to distract me?"

"I'm not trying to distract you. I'm simply stating a fact. You're the one that likes facts."

"My physical attractiveness isn't a fact, it's subjective."

She shook her head. "I suppose I should be happy that your ego is practically nonexistent. If it weren't, with your brain, you'd be insufferable."

"Thank you," he snapped. "What aren't you telling me about Violet?"

"I really don't know what you're talking about. I barely know her."

"I can tell when you're lying. I thought we were going to tell each other the truth from now on."

Emily pursed her lips. "You're right, but it's not my place to say."

"Emily!"

"No… Now we have a case to work on. Let's just concentrate on that."

He didn't speak to her for the rest of their trip to Quantico, but she could tell that he wasn't truly angry with her. In fact, he had the air of someone that really didn't want to know the truth, but felt he had to ask. She smiled again and made a right hand turn into the parking lot. Perhaps this new puzzle along with the case would take his mind off his insomnia.

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Garcia strode purposefully down the hallway to her office. Her lavender pumps carried her effortlessly as she neared her goal with a hot cup of tea in one hand, and a matching purse in the other. Her white, silver and lavender print skirt swished around her legs, her blond locks, braided into twin tails bounced on her shoulders. She smiled as she passed other agents and techs. Every agent, save one, smiled back at her, but then she didn't expect Aaron Hotchner to smile at her.

"Good morning boss." She said as she reached the door to her office.

"Good morning Garcia…"

"Do we have a case?" She reacted instantly to his tone, her shoulders dropping under her lavender suit jacket.

"Yes… Please report to the conference room as soon as the others arrive."

Yes sir… Is there anything I can look at while we wait for the rest of the team?"

Hotch sighed and there was something in his dark eyes, and then was gone like sparks from a log falling in a fire pit. "No, not yet, I want the rest of the team to be there when we talk."

She nodded and keyed in the code that unlocked her door. She placed her cup of tea well away from the keyboard that controlled her main computer and placed her bag with her jacket on the hook. She sat down and began to power up her computers, but couldn't stop thinking about that tiny moment of pain in Hotch's eyes.

Someone tapped on her door, breaking into her thoughts. "Come in if you dare." She called out.

The door opened and Morgan slipped inside. "Hey baby girl…" He rumbled softly.

"Hello my chocolate God."

He shut the door and held out his arms to her. "You really make me hot when you answer my knock that way."

Garcia rolled her eyes. "Gee… I hadn't noticed your ego had grown to gargantuan proportions."

Morgan raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "You've been around Reid way too long. You're starting to sound like him."

She smacked his arm. "Hey… There's no need to lump me in with that lot, even if he's cute." She replied with a smile.

Morgan laughed and grabbed her into his arms. "I meant that I like your challenge, "Come in if you dare," he said in a very bad imitation of Garcia's voice.

"What can I say? This is my kingdom."

"And you are my goddess." He pecked her on the lips.

"Hey… Why are you holding out on me?"

His eyes lost their playful gleam. "Hotch said this was going to be a bad one. I just slipped in here for a minute to see how you are."

Garcia pulled out of his embrace and went to her chair. "I'm not made of china Derek. I'll be okay."

"I'm worried about you. He leaned up against her desk, facing the door so she had to look at his face. "You put your heart and soul into this job. You see things you shouldn't imagine exist and you handle it with so much grace. I love that about you."

"I promise I'll be okay."

He bent down and captured her mouth with his lips. She reached up and cradled his face with her hands.

"We better get going." She reminded him when he let her speak. "I don't think you want Hotch in here."

He sighed. "Just promise me -"

She held up a hand. "I'm not going to promise to hand off anything to another tech if it gets too much. I'm going to see the case through no matter what happens."

"Baby-girl!"

"I mean it Derek."

He rubbed a hand over his head and stood tall. "I'm not going to argue with you. Let's get going."

He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. She winked at him and the world was right despite the next horror they had to face.