Clouds had parted and rain began to fall in tiny drops across the windshield only seconds after Reid had slid behind the wheel of Garcia's precious Esther. It almost seemed fitting in a strange way. Outside the very sky appeared to cry while Penelope herself sat beside him in what could only be described as a state of numbness. It had taken less than fifteen minutes to drive from the BAU building to the apartment complex. In all that time plus the extra ten minutes they had been sitting in the car not moving Garcia had not spoken one single word. No syllable, no gasp, no sigh, no sound at all exited from her mouth. She just simply sat in the passenger seat beside him holding her hands up in front of her and staring at them as if the blood on her hands could explain the events of the past hour. It made him feel oddly protective. Her smile was gone and in its place was a blank stare. In the six years he had known her he had come to expect seeing a bright smile etched across her face. It was like a rainbow lived inside her. Only now no matter how hard it rained outside that rainbow wouldn't show it's self. It was gone. His friend was hurt and it hurt him to see her that way.

"Garcia we should get you inside", Reid said after another few minutes went by.

Slowly very slowly she turned her head towards him and barely nodded. Reid stepped out of the car and walked around to the passenger's side door opening it for her to get out. He placed his left hand on one of her wrists and guided her to her apartment. Once at the door he used his free right hand to put the key in the lock and turn the handle. Garcia pushed the door open with her foot and walked into the apartment before him. Reid let her go and instead stayed back to close it up again. With his back to her he couldn't see the tears start to run down her cheeks but he did hear them. The dam had finally fallen. Waterworks were on the way. He hated seeing people cry. "I should be used to crying people", he thought. But then again this was no regular everyday person. No, it was Garcia. It was his friend and co worker. "Damn you Kevin Lynch", he mentally screamed.

"Garcia we need to clean your hands", Reid said softly as he crossed the room to her. She had sat down on the edge of the old worn out couch she absolutely refused to ever get rid of. Her hands lay in her lap palms up so not to get blood on her purple skirt. Reid sat down next to her and took her hands in his.

"Where do you keep your first aid kit?"

"u...un...under the kitchen sink."

"Stay here and I'll go get it"

Garcia sat still her eyes watching him walk away. For a very brief instant panic hit her. It was gone and forgotten the moment he returned to her side.

"Let me see one of your hands", he almost whispered.

One at a time Reid cleaned and bandaged both of her hands. She had stopped sobbing while he did. He had asked her for the truth about what had happened with Kevin, while placing the first aid kit back into its hiding place. And she told him. She told him everything . Spencer didn't interrupt once. He sat very quietly and listened to all she said. When she was finished he placed his right hand over the top of hers lying in her lap and smiled.

"It's going to be fine Garcia. Kevin more than likely will not be bothering you again."

"Well having a gun pointed at your head is one hell of an eye opener", she said with a slight smile.

"Yeah, maybe I did over react just a little bit there."

"Thank you Reid", was all she said. Then she leaned towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek.