Chapter 3 is up! Garcia helps Ava with the wedding, and then the wedding day finally arrives. After the wedding, Garcia actual does go sightseeing, but then she takes a tiny side trip to find Emily. And find her she does, though Emily's not alone…
Enjoy!
The wedding was in exactly a week, and the next day Garcia went with Ava to finalize flower orders, catering arrangements, chapel and hall rental and the like. The second day was when Garcia went to get her bridesmaid dress and try it on. It fit perfectly, though they needed to make it a little longer so it would trail on the ground.
It was a beautiful pale purple, which Ava said complimented Garcia's fiery red hair perfectly. It was sleek and soft, but there were light yellow ruffles all over the dress, as that was the other wedding color. Purple and yellow as the wedding colors was a decision Garcia congratulated Ava on.
The third and fourth days were spent making sure relatives got in and everything was in order for the day of the wedding, such as nail and hair appointments and making sure the cater and flower people knew what time to bring everything.
The fifth and sixth days were used up rather quickly with Garcia sketching out what Ava wanted the chapel to look like, what she wanted the hall to look like and where she wanted all the flowers and table arrangements, and then Garcia gave the sketches to the people in charge of decorating everything on the big day.
And finally, that big day arrived, bright and early. Ava stayed the night in Garcia's hotel room because she loved all those wedding superstitions about not seeing your future husband/wife the night before the wedding and never before the bride walked down the aisle.
The hair and nail appointments went off without a hitch, and finally it came time for the girls to slip into their dresses. When all of them were finally pronounced ready after their makeup had been completed, they lined up to get ready to walk down the aisle. Each bridesmaid had been paired with a groomsman and each pair walked down the aisle before the flower girl and the ring bearer.
And then, the music changed and soared, and Ava appeared at the beginning of the aisle, looking like Cinderella in her beautiful wedding dress. Her father escorted her down the aisle and traditionally gave her hand to her future husband.
When the minister finally pronounced them husband and wife, Ava kissed her new husband enthusiastically and then he carried her down the aisle.
"I want my wedding to be like that," Garcia said with a happy smile, wiping a tear away. The bridesmaid, Lucy, smiled and nodded, saying,
"I completely agree."
They all walked back down the aisle and after the pictures were taken, it was time to party hearty at the reception hall. The decorations in the hall were impeccable and Ava nearly cried when she saw how beautiful it was.
When midnight came rolling around, Garcia's cell phone rang and she saw that it was Hotch calling her. "Hey boss-man," She said loudly and tried to find some privacy away from the blaring music.
"I take it you're at the wedding reception," He spoke equally as loud so she could hear him.
"Yeah, hang on, I'm trying to find somewhere the music isn't so loud," She called, eventually secreting herself in the closet where all the coats were. "I'm in the coat closet," Garcia said cheerfully, and Hotch chuckled.
"How's your vacation going?"
"Fantastic. One week left to go and all I'm going to do is go sightseeing and relax by the pool at my hotel," Garcia said with a grin.
"Good. I just wanted to make sure you're okay, and Jack all but demanded that he speak to you."
"It's, what, 8 o'clock there?"
"Try 6pm, Garcia," Hotch said amusedly and Garcia cursed the time zones again. "Here's Jack,"
"Hey there little man," Garcia said happily and Jack yelled,
"Auntie Penelope! When're you coming home?"
"In 7 days, darling, in one week."
"And then you'll come over for a movie night?"
"As long as it includes popcorn, then I am definitely coming over for a movie night."
"It will have popcorn," Jack solemnly promised, and then said, "Bye-bye Auntie Penelope. See you in 7 days!"
He handed the phone back to his dad who told him to go washed up for dinner before coming back on the line to Garcia. "Well, I suppose I'll see you in a week?"
"Yep. I'll call you when I'm getting ready to come over your house,"
"All right. Have fun, Penelope,"
"I will."
They disconnected with each other and then Garcia went back out to enjoy the fun for a few more hours, all the while thinking and hatching a plan to go see Emily after a few days of sightseeing. That night Garcia managed to pour herself into bed, having had too many drinks at the reception, but then, who hadn't?
When she woke up with the motherboard of all headaches, she took as much aspirin as she could and lazed around in bed until noon rolled around and she dragged herself out of bed to begin her sightseeing adventure.
She spent three glorious days in the country of Italy, visiting as many places as she could possibly fit in one day. Every night she called Morgan and talked to him for an hour about what she had done that day, and she emailed him all of her pictures every night too. On the fourth day, she was armed with the address she had managed to acquire on Emily AKA Celeste and she took the long way, double- and triple-checking for someone tailing her.
Eventually she parked down the street from Emily's little house and walked, pretending to be one of those tourists that take pictures of everything. She pretended to wander down the street and then passed Emily's house, walking to the end of the block and then doubling back, stopping in front of Emily's house and taking a picture of it, talking to herself about how beautifully quaint the house was.
"Look at this walkway! It must be hand-made," Garcia exclaimed as she appeared to mindlessly walk up the walkway leading to the front door. She went to knock on the front door when she could hear a man's voice coming from inside.
She listened intently and soon recognized the angry male voice as none other than Ian Doyle. Garcia literally saw red as she recalled how this was the man that nearly killed one of her best friends and then forced said best friend to fake her death and go into hiding. Slowly Garcia pushed the door open and crept along the hallway to the kitchen where Doyle and Emily were standing and arguing.
"I will not give you Declan!" Emily yelled, and Garcia peeked through the crack in the door, seeing Doyle pull a gun from his waist pocket.
"How about now?" Doyle asked, cocking the gun.
Garcia couldn't take it and she burst through the door, leaping on Doyle's back and locking her hands around his throat. They both fell to the ground and the gun went off. Emily tried to join the fray, attempting to pull Garcia off of Doyle and at the same time trying to subdue Doyle.
Doyle punched Garcia in the face and sent her reeling backwards, and then snatched his gun up, pointing it at both Emily and Garcia, switching from one to the other. He got to his feet, panting, and glared at Emily, who had her hands up in surrender.
As Doyle began to yell at Emily, Garcia almost imperceptibly began moving towards her ankle. "Hey!" Doyle yelled and pulled the trigger on his gun, the bullet piercing Garcia's arm and she screamed in pain. Emily flew at Doyle and Garcia managed to pull the little gun from her ankle holster, the one Morgan insisted she take to Italy with her. With shaking hands she aimed it at the fighting Doyle and Emily and yelled,
"Emily move!"
Emily rolled out of the way and Garcia pulled the trigger on her gun a few times, each bullet piercing Doyle's chest until he fell to the ground, unmistakably dead. Garcia's hands were shaking so badly that she dropped the gun, and that seemed to break the spell in the room.
"Oh my God, PG," Emily said in disbelief, stepping over to Garcia and hugging her tightly. Garcia hugged her back, tears streaming down her face as she cradled her arm. "I'll call an ambulance," Emily pulled her cell out and called for help while Garcia stared down at the man she had just killed.
I bet you didn't see that one coming! Yes, Penelope Garcia has killed Doyle while fighting for both her life and the life of Emily Prentiss, who has come back from the 'dead'. And now that Doyle's dead, Emily's going to call the BAU and relate to them what has happened. I will admit now that I am a big Morgan/Garcia fan, and there will definitely be some moments for them in the next chapter. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you're enjoying this story so far!