Title: All or Nothing

Rating: PG-13 For the most part.

Pairing: Morgan and Garcia

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Friendship. Romance in later chapters.

Summary: With the team on stand-down for a month following Hotch's shooting, Morgan decides to head home to Chicago in a long overdue attempt to clear his head. A worried Garcia ends up following him there. What will happen before that month is up? What will happen when it is?

A/N: Thanks once again for the lovely response to the last chapter. I had a clear goal going into it. Not writing Kevin as a bad guy. I wanted to end him and Garcia's relationship as peacefully as possible. Now on with the story now that Morgan knows Garcia's in Chicago it's time to get his reaction. It's a bit of a short chapter but it just seemed better to cut it off here rather than go on. Enjoy and as always do me a huge favor and review.

Chapter 3:

"Baby girl," Was all he could muster back in reply biting back the happiness he felt seeing her there. He just couldn't believe she was here though and so that shock easily won the battle against his happiness.

She must have known that's what he was thinking though and she immediately called him out on it in front of his mom and sisters. "What, did you honestly think I wouldn't come?"

Sheepishly he looked away ashamed that that thought had ever crossed his mind. Of course she would come damn it, at this point in his life no one knew him better than her and if she thought he needed her she'd be there in a heartbeat.

"Girls lets leave them alone," He heard his mom say when he finally got the courage to look her in the eyes again.

Before he knew it was just her and him alone in his mom's kitchen. "I'm sorry," He murmured as he moved closer to her.

"You ought to be," She agreed as she stood up from her seat and moved closer to him, "Then again I ought to be too. I should've known things were getting to you; I should've made you talk to me. I should've been there for you too."

"Goddess, that's the thing," he said with a shake of his head as he reached out to take one of her hands, "You can't be all that I need you to be and still have a boyfriend. It's not fair to him or you."

"Well I guess it's a good thing I no longer have a boyfriend then isn't it," Was her reply as she squeezed the hand that held hers.

"Wait you broke up? What happened baby girl," He asked with both confusion and concern.

"Well let's see here, it all started with the talk Emily and I had after getting boss man settled yesterday morning," Garcia began as she went on to explain the talk and how Kevin had walked in on her booking her flight. "He asked me what I would do if he asked me not to go and I didn't answer him. It was like he knew."

"Knew what princess," Morgan interrupted almost hopeful that it had something to with her feeling the same as he did.

"That we're way more than friends," She answered with a smile, "By the way I'm supposed to tell you how lucky you are."

"Believe I know baby girl," Morgan admitted as he looked up into her eyes, "But I want to be clear I can't share you with anyone. I want you to be my girl. It's all or nothing from here on out."

She smiled up at him in response before murmuring, "I'm all in."

"So am I," He replied before leaning down to gently kiss her.

He could've kept kissing her but he knew his sister Des was probably spying on them so he pulled away. Besides knowing he could kiss her or even just hold anytime he wanted was enough for now. The time would come for them to give into their passion. However before that happened he wanted them to get back to what they had been. He wanted that initial closeness that had kept him going back first. Everything else could wait. She wasn't going anywhere, not now.

With that in mind he pulled away and said, "Des you can come in now."

"What I wasn't listening," She said innocently as she immediately breezed in.

"Don't believe her Derek. She had her ear pressed up against the door," Sarah said as she walked in next.

"I knew it," Morgan said as his mom walked in next.

First she shook her head at Des and then she looked over at him, saw how much happier he looked, and smiled herself.

With that they all resettled down at the kitchen table and almost automatically he grabbed her hand. The message he sent as he squeezed it was pretty clear; they still had plenty to talk about.

Throughout dinner that night he couldn't stop himself from just glancing at her repeatedly. It was as if he was making sure she was actually there and that what had happened earlier had actually happened.

And later still that night he had the best sleep he'd had in months all because of her. Man it had been way to long since they'd fallen asleep in each other's arms.