#1: The Final Straw (Morgan/Garcia)
Summary: Something cute and Morcia - Ooh! Different outcome from s11 e16! No proposal to Savannah, Savannah wouldn't be pregnant, instead maybe it could happen with Penelope!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Criminal Minds. (I wish I owned Reid.)
Requester(s): SpencerReidsSoulmate
Third Person POV
The B.A.U. headquarters was buzzing as always, but something was different for everyone, especially one Penelope Garcia. The mood was more somber for a group of seven, now reduced to six. One of their one was missing, in danger somewhere.
Why did it have to be Morgan? Why one of her team members, her babies, her boyfriend?
In her office, Garcia tried to make herself useful, but it was difficult. Her knight in shining armor was hurting and she couldn't be there. She wasn't- couldn't be her usually sparkly self. Not until Derek was back safe and sound with her.
Absentmindedly, she rubbed her ever growing tummy (it had become a nervous habit for her.) She had planned to tell him on their date tonight, but that had long been pushed in the back of her mind since she got the news.
Garcia had been able to track where Morgan was calling from rather quickly, though it was just a dot on a map. Her hands shook and she prayed for her Derek to come home safe. She could only imagine what happened to him, how bad he was hurt, or if he was still alive at all.
Don't go there, Garcia, she told herself. It was not helpful to her sanity, she had to keep hope or else she would go absolutely insane.
She almost jumped out of her seat when the phone rang, a shrill break in the loud silence. She answered the phone with an elated yet terrified and uneasy feeling in her stomach. It was Hotch.
"Garcia, we got him. We're on our way to the hospital."
"What-What happened to him?" She squeaked.
"Just get to the hospital." The urgency in his voice frightened her.
"Is he... alive? Is he breathing?" She asked shakily.
"He's going to be okay," Hotch assured her. "He's alive."
"Thank you, Sir. On my way now."
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Garcia entered Morgan's hospital room with nervously shaking hands. He looked so helpless lying there on the hospital bed completely still, hooked up to multiple machines, so unlike her strong Derek. She couldn't form the words to say anything to him, despite the doctor's advice that he could hear her. So she sat next to him quietly.
She reached out and held onto his hand gently, taking in its warmth. At first, she thought she felt him squeeze back, but she figured it was just her imagination willing Morgan to be awake. But then it happened again. She looked up and found herself staring into her boyfriend's caring chocolate eyes which were now wide open.
"Hey, Baby Girl," he whispered softly. Gently, she wrapped her arms around him while tears slipped down her cheeks. She savored the moment she wasn't sure she was going to be able to feel again.
"I'm pregnant," she blurted happily.
"I know, Baby Girl. We're gonna have a boy," Derek said. She kissed his cheek, ready to embrace the world with him by her side. He was going to be a fantastic father to their son.
Derek took her hand. "Penelope Garcia, I know I don't have a ring, but would you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
"Yes! I love you," she asserted, pure happiness lacing her voice.
"I love you, too," he echoed, smiling before kissing her fully on the lips. He knew how lucky he was to have a girl like her.
A/n: Thank you so much for your guys' response! Next chapter I will respond to all of the reviews, since last chapter was just solely requests. I won't respond to requests, but they all get written down in my notes. Still need more so keep going. Thank you again!
Stay gold lovelies,
- Alee XxX
