Garcia sat in her makeshift office, trying to identify the last victim for the team. She couldn't believe the morning she'd had - first amazing sex with Morgan, and then walking in here and seeing Michael.
Michael had saved her. He saved her when her parents were killed and her brothers threw her out, he saved her when she was attacked, and he saved her again when she wouldn't listen about her hacking. It broke her inside when she was forced not have contact with him; she really thought she would never see him again.
She was able to make friends during her time with the FBI, but she never really gave herself fully to anyone, friends or boyfriends. She only ever let herself be free around Michael.
Morgan reminded her of Michael, and that always made her weary of him. He was protective and fun, and heck, he even looked like Michael to some extent! That was probably one of the biggest reasons she wanted - no needed - to stay away from Morgan. Michael was her everything when she was younger; "best friend" couldn't even begin to describe it.
Her computer dinged, letting her know the identity of the last victim. She normally would call someone from her team first, but she wanted to hear Michael's voice.
"King."
"Hey, my guardian angel! I got the deets on the last victim."
"Honey Pot, hold on I'm going to put you on speaker."
"I charge extra for groups..."
He laughed into the phone, looking up at Morgan. "I know you do, baby cakes. Okay, let us have it. "
"Oh, the things you say to me. You know, if you want me to be professional, you can't set me up like that."
"Penelope," He said, a little more forcefully.
"Yes, sorry. Her name was Kelsey Johnson, age 23. She was traveling from South Carolina to Boston for school. She's been missing for three weeks."
"Baby Girl, who reported her missing?"
"Agent Morgan! I've told you before - don't call me that. Her roommate reported it after she called home to see if she decided not to come back to school. I already sent all this information over to Hotch. I also called her roommate; she'll be coming in tomorrow morning for questioning. Once you guys get back, Hotch wants to regroup. If the unsub sticks to his timeline, there will be another body in two days."
"Thanks, Honey Pot. We'll head back now. I'm going to call and make reservations for a Mexican restaurant, okay?"
"Sure thing, Papa Bear. See you soon. "
She hung up the phone to call Rossi and give him the information.
They made their way back to the SUV. "Isn't she going to flip when she finds out you told me?" Morgan said, putting on his seatbelt.
"Maybe." He shrugged "But I can handle her, trust me. I wouldn't have told you if I didn't think you needed to know. I know her better than she knows herself. I just pushed her hand a little bit. When you come with us to eat tonight, you'll see the real Penelope - at least, I think so," He said with a laugh. "You must really be under her skin if she insists on calling you 'Agent Morgan'."
"She's different. Different than anyone I've been with. God, she's so hot and controlling. I've never been with anyone like that..." Derek looked at King. "Wait - is that why she is so controlling? She couldn't give herself up enough for me to be in charge?"
"You could say that. I don't really know first-hand about her sexual prowess, but she always told me everything in great detail. Like I told you, she and I were really close."
"And you never slept with her, not even thought about it?" Morgan still didn't know if he believed there was no sexual component to their strange relationship.
"Don't get me wrong, Morgan - I think she is by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, inside and out, but you are correct. I never slept with her, or even thought about it."
Morgan had a hard time believing that, but decided to drop it.
They were the last to arrive back at the station. Reid was talking to Garcia about the latest victim when she looked up to see them walk into the room. The look she gave Michael was one of sheer desperation. She was obviously scared to death of never seeing him again. She got up from her seat and leaped into his arms, locking her legs around him again. Morgan watched her face as a single tear fell down her cheek. King laughed as he removed her and kissed her forehead.
"I promised you, I'm not going to leave this time. I never did; I kept tabs on you this whole time. I even knew when you dated that loser Lynch. By the way, I'm going to kill him for cheating on you. "
Emily jumped up. "He cheated on you? Why didn't you tell us? I would have broken his legs."
She wasn't paying attention to Emily; she just looked into Michael's eyes and said, "Please don't leave me again."
"Like I said, I always knew where you were. It took everything in me not to go to you when you were shot. Right now, though, we need to work, okay? I promise, tonight at dinner we can talk about everything."
Rossi cleared his throat and said, "Are you always going to greet him by wrapping your legs around him, and if so, where can I sign up for that?"
Penelope was about to say something saucy when Morgan spoke up. "Shut the fuck up Rossi." He turned to Garcia. "Lynch cheated on you?"
"Agent Morgan, control yourself. Rossi, I'll send you the paperwork you need to fill out, and, my Raven Haired Beauty, I just didn't want to talk about it." She looked at the room "We were supposed to have dinner, but he called to cancel. He said he was sick so I wanted to surprised him with soup and movies. When I walked in, his head was between the legs of a brunette from the tech pool." She moved out of Michael's arms and back to her seat with a shrug. "I just never wanted to relive it, so I never told anyone."
Hotch made a mental note to find Lynch when they got back. "Alright guys, let's see what we all gathered."
When their meeting was finished, Hotch told everyone to get back to the hotel around 7:30 that night. "Get some sleep and we'll work first thing in the morning."
Earlier that day, Morgan had gotten the name of the restaurant from King. Garcia might have had a fucked up life, but so did he. Perhaps that was the reason he was so drawn to her.
He was ten minutes later than he wanted to be, but he was still near enough on time when he arrived at the restaurant. He walked in and saw Penelope sitting down with King and some other guy. When King saw him, he motioned for him to come over. Pen turned her head to see him with pure shock on her face. Morgan has to stifle his laugh.
"Agent Morgan, I'm so glad you could make it. This is my husband, Marcus." Marcus stood up to shake his hand, and Michael said, "Please have a seat next to P."
Morgan eyes grew wide at first, but he recovered quickly. Now he understood why there were no sexual arrangements between Garcia and King. "It's nice to meet you, Marcus. King, thanks for inviting me." He looked over at Penelope and said, "You look beautiful tonight, Baby Girl."
"Thank you, Agent Morgan. Why you're here, though, I have no idea," she spat out looking, at Michael.
"Penelope," he said with force, "Do you want to get into that now? Or do you want to eat?"
She huffed and muttered, "No wonder I like Marcus better."
"Penelope!"
She opened her menu and mumbled something underneath her breath.
Marcus looked at Michael. "Oh, you were definitely right. I'm glad he came," he said with a smile, looking down at his menu.
"So, Morgan, you known P long?" Marcus asked, looking from his menu to Morgan.
Penelope threw her menu down and said, "I know what you're doing, so knock it off, or next month you're on your own. I won't show you around DC or let you stay with me."
Marcus threw his hands up in surrender, but Michael was having none of it. "Penelope, don't make me punish you. You will apologize to Marcus and Morgan, and you will take us around and let us stay with you." His no-nonsense tone made even Morgan uneasy.
"You're right. I'm sorry; I just hate that you did this. Yeah, so we slept together and you think it's your job to protect me. I get it, but I got this, okay? Can we please just enjoy the meal?"
"Sure, Baby." Michael leaned over and kissed her. "I've got plenty of funny stories to tell Morgan here." He said with a smile.
Penelope looked over at Morgan and said, "If you repeat any of this, I'll wipe you off the face of the earth."
That started a meal of laughing and joking and genuinely having a good time. Morgan was having a blast hanging out with King and his partner. He had also never seen Pen act like this. She was joking and calling him names just like she did with everyone else.
King was right; this was the real Penelope, the Penelope that let her guard down and was free. It was bewitching to him. Morgan decided he was going to do whatever it took for Penelope to always be this free around him.
AN: Thanks for reading this story. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for the reviews and Tudee- as always thank you so much! You are always so supportive.
