The face is the mirror of the of the mind, and the eyes, without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. - St. Jerome
Reid heads back into the hospital. He has calmed down and he needs to see if Garcia is sleeping. At least sleeping she won't try and hack into his brain. She has been trying to talk to him for months. It's easy for him to find things that need to be done or places to go when he needs an escape. Garcia plus morphine may not be the best combination for him to be around. Of course, helping her and being there for her was more important. He would just have to deal with it.
Morgan is sitting in a chair near the bed as Reid walks in. Garcia is sound asleep.
"You ok Kid?" Morgan asks.
"Yeah, um.. I'm ok. Just overwhelming you know."
"You looked like you had seen a ghost and Garcia said you won't talk to her"
Reid feels his stomach drop. He wonders what Garcia said when he left. In her state she could have said anything. "I talk to her all the time, you see me." Reid spits out, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"Reid, relax. She is a mess, pretty boy."
"I know. We have to find this guy, Morgan. He really didn't know who he was hurting. If he had any idea who her family was, he wouldn't mess with her."
"Or that is why he did it. We will find him." Morgan promises.
"Holy crap, getting shot sucks." Garcia moans.
Morgan jumps up and goes to the side of the bed. Reid stands on the other side.
"The Morphine is wearing off. Bad news." She sighs as she leans back on her pillow.
"We need to ask you some questions, is that ok Garcia?" Reid requests gently.
"I show you mine, you show me yours, Dr. Genius." Garcia smirks at Reid, even in her pain and trauma, she is still everyone's Garcia. Morgan watches the exchange. Something was definitely going on with these two. Garcia wasn't going to back off poor Reid until she had that genius where she wanted him. He actually felt bad for the kid. She was relentless when she wanted to know something.
"Um Garcia, I thought you said the morphine was wearing off. It is common for someone that is given Morphine to feel euphoria or they say things that they may not mean to, much like a person on..." Reid begins a ramble.
" Listen Boy Wonder, I am not that messed up, I am sore and I am mad and I am scared. I am also tired of all the crap you all hide from each other. Why is it that I am not a profiler and I see all your crap? How does anyone not see it?"
Reid turns and walks out. `
"Doll face? What the hell was that?" Morgan looks at Garcia. " You do realize he is here because we are helping. We love you Garcia, You know that, right? Penelope, tell me you know that, and tell me what the hell that was."
"Crap, I didn't mean to make him mad. I know you guys care, I think almost dying makes me a little temperamental. Come on Morgan, you all walk around like everything with everyone is so peachy and wonderful."
"Garcia, we won't profile each other. We made that deal to each other on this team. I try not to look too close when it comes to personal issues. We need to have somethings that are our own."
"I get that Morgan, really I do. Just tell me how the best profilers in the world do not see what is right in front of them?"
"Maybe you see things we don't because we don't try to hide things as much around you. You are sunshine wrapped in a pretty face, sweetness. It is easy to let our guard down around you. I will tell you what though, Genius will never do it again with you. How long have you been doing this, going after him about whatever it is?"
"At least 6 months, but I have seen what is up with him for years. I guess I just need to butt in and fix it. It is me, it is how I can make it day to day with all the violence and death we see. I need to see happiness and love and I need you guys to have all of it. I almost died, I could have been gone and there is too much left to do Morgan, too much. I am scared something will happen and all that will remain is regret of what could have been, what maybe could have happened. Life is short."
Morgan knows what she is saying. He himself has stuff he keeps hidden, things that could change too much in his life. He has no desire to screw up his or anyones life.
"I know your stuff too My love, Oh I see it. There are times even you can't hide it. Two peas in a pod I swear." She shakes her head. "Go find him, I will answer any questions you have and we will catch this guy. I won't say a word about anything else for now. Just do me a favor." "Anything."
"Take a good look, you can't miss it if you look Morgan, it is right there in those bambi eyes of his."
Morgan snorts a bit and turns to go find his Doc. When did he become his Doc? Oh man, he is going to chill and relax and there is no way he is looking into those melted caramel eyes and looking for anything. He would be afraid of what Reid might see in his own eyes.
Morgan finds Reid sitting outside in the shade. Instead of walking over right away, he watches his friend. Reid has his eyes closed and his mouth is moving. No one is around so Morgan knows he is talking to himself, most likely he is reciting some article or some strange fact he has in that marvelous mind of his, never forgets a thing, never. Reid can tell you what he ate for dinner 10 years ago.
The genius has a tendency to recite scientific things when stressed. Morgan worries about what could possibly be floating in that head that Garcia thinks is so important. For years she has seen something, and the fact that she had seen it and he didn't drives him crazy. He knows Reid better than anyone. Shit, he practically has made a second career out of it. He knows when Reid is tired, when he is hungry and even when he is in need of a cup of coffee. He can read his friend from across a crowded police station as well as the bullpen. Yet something was going on and Reid was able to hide it. Morgan was slipping at his job.
Reid sits, he really isn't doing a very good job of keeping it together and being there for Garcia. She really just needs to relax and get better and not try to save the world. She needs saving today, she needs to let her team, her family, do that. In Reid's opinion, she needs to mind her own business. He isn't sure why he is reciting The Origin of the Species, it seems to calm him. He knows he has to get up and go back in there. He has to face Garcia. He has to face Morgan knowing Morgan is going to look at him and wonder why he is a weirdo. It seems to be what Reid proves time and time again. He is weird, quirky, skinny, and he rambles about things no one cares about. Wow, he was a catch. He is doing a good job making sure to keep feelings in check. He is careful all the time. He isn't sure what Garcia is seing, but she knows. Oh she knows and Reid is afraid that everything is going to change.
"Hey Pretty Boy, you ready to go ask Garcia these questions? I think she is gonna lay off for a while." Morgan speaks as he walks over to Reid. Reid looks up, his eyes catch the light coming from behind Morgan. Morgan locks his eyes to Reid's. Suddenly Morgan sees something in those honey colored eyes that he never paid attention to before. He saw it, and Reid knew he did.