A/N. So sorry for the long delay. I've been very ill and just got out of the hospital, this is a long chapter. For those waiting for the next chapter in Dinghy never fear it is in the works. Just give me some time as I am still on the mend.

Dave puts his coffee cup down before he opens the large brown envelope. Chuckling softly as he reads the return address. His sister's name but the handwriting is unmistakable, only one person writes like this; Penelope, his Kitten.

Looking inside he sees several envelopes, dumping them all on his desk he has to smile she has written to all of the team.

Finding his own, he rolls his shoulders to get comfortable before opening the letter.

Dave- Out of all of the team I'm not surprised that you were the one to figure out were I would end up. Aaron told me what you said about being somewhere where I felt safe. The funny part is I didn't have any intentions of interrupting his life at all. I let go of my shields and my flamboyant ways, even letting my hair go back to its natural brunet. I wanted a fresh start, but knowing how all of you are at picking up clues, I suppose it was inevitable that he would figure out where I was.

I don't know if he told you everything but I owned/ran a small book store. It was nice, lots of college kids and I gave discounts on books to the poorer kids. It worked, it made me happy; it was the knitting classes that I gave to help with stress relief that gave me away, not the computer repairs that I did.

We are together now, but you know that. Yes I love him and I have for a long time, just like you knew. We are taking things slow, well slow for us. We have moved in together and are talking about our next step. I want to take things slow, he on the other hand is being his true alpha self knowing what he wants and not letting anything stand in his way.

So for now, I wear this pretty alexandrite gemstone in an white gold setting with small diamonds on the side. Shedding my shield only goes so far, besides I do love the color purple.

You have his address, feel free to write. All I ask is that you don't share it with the rest of them, I still need time. I sleep through the night but once in a while the nightmares still come, like they do to all of us. As for us being together; please keep that under your hat as well. With love. Your Kitten.

Gathering the other envelopes, he picks up his coffee cup before making his way to the daily briefing.

Seeing his smiling face the other member of the team are curious, they know to wait all except for Emily. "What has you in a such a good mood?"

"I bring gifts to one and all." He answers then places the letters on the table.

The older members of the team pounce once they recognize the handwriting on the envelopes.

"But I don't even know her." Walker says as JJ passes him his envelope.

"Read it then tell us what you think of her. Garcia is an open book seventy-five percent of the time." Tara tells him.

"It's the other twenty-five percent that you have to worry about. She is some dangerous woman . It's always better to keep her on your good side. She does have a heart of gold and there is not much she wouldn't do for you." JJ tell him softly before she sits and holding her letter.

"So the question is do we share or keep what she has to tell us personal." Spencer asks.

"I say share what we feel comfortable in sharing, keep the rest to ourselves." Rossi suggests. They agents looked at each other reaching the same conclusion.

He opened the envelope with care, having never met Penelope Garcia he was very curious as to what she would have to say to him. A single sheet of ivory paper, he had to smile as he started to read. The Penmanship in itself was perfection, it was very feminine and beautiful growing from the curls and swirls of high school into something entirely of its own.

Agent Walker, As I have never had the pleasure of meeting you I think that it is best if we keep it semi-formal. At least for now. By now I have no doubts you will have heard some stories about me. I would take them with a grain of salt, I'm really not that bad. Well for the most part. If I had stayed I'm sure we would have become friends as I truly believe that life is to short and many friends in your life makes the trip worthwhile.

I was never a profiler not do I ever want to be one, what I am is good at computers and protecting the people I hold dear. If you have lasted this long in the BAU in their A-team I can tell you that you are a winner. You have gained their trust, and in doing so my trust as well I know that you will protect them as if they were your own family just like they will protect you.. That means a lot to me as they are the only family I have. It has been said that you can't chose your family, but I was lucky because I was able to pick and love the people that I consider my family, you can consider yourself one of mine now,. You never know what just might show up in your mail, your favorite color is green isn't it? With love , Garcia.

"What did she say to you? Emily asks as she slips into her seat.

"She trusts me and welcoming me into her family with love is what I'm getting, and something about my favorite color. But how did she know?"

"Because she's Garcia." Spencer mumbles softly slouching deeper into his seat.

Luke smiled sadly as he looked at the envelope in his hand. Pulling out the single sheet of pink paper he has to chuckle. "What?" JJ asks.

"It's pink and homemade if I'm right."

"It's her own special paper she only uses it when she wants to convey something special. I have a few of them, so do my boys. All her personal letters are always written on homemade paper."

Nodding his head he lowers his eyes to the words in front o f him.

"Ah my Newbie, except you're not the Newbie any more. Nor were you ever, it was mean of me to treat you that way. I was angry and hurt and I took it out on you. I do hope in time that you will forgive me. I imagine in time we would have become the best of friends. A new man in my life, a sounding board of sorts, don't get me wrong I adore Spencer and Rossi. I needed someone closer to my own age and the way I am. Men tend to keep their distance, being hurt one to many times takes a toll. You gave me insight and advice different from the ones I use to get from Derek. You became my friend and I am forever grateful for that. You let me love Roxie, and any man that lets you love his dog without being afraid of it being shanghaied can't be all that bad. So my Newbie take care of them for me, I'm sorry that I couldn't stay around. It was just too hard after the last case, all of the those children and the babies; the innocent ones are the hardest to deal with. I just couldn't deal with it any more. I'm fine and if I'm ever in any need of help, I'll send you and Roxie an SOS. With love, Penelope

Tara sighs softly before she opens her envelope. Pulling out a single sheet of pale peach colored paper.

"Tara, I know it's not pink , but you my friend are classy and not the pink paper kind of lady. I wish I had gotten the chance to get to know you better. But with you bouncing in and out of the unit, and me working with the other teams there never seemed to be enough time. For this I am sorry, I'm sure you're the kind of friend that would have had us calling Rossi to bail us out of jail, three in the morning no less.

In time I hope you will forgive me for bailing on you and the team the way I did. I ran away to hide. I have my reasons and in time when I am no longer in this mindset that I am in, I hope to be able to come clean to you all. Be well Dr. and remember to kick ass, the ladies in the unit have to keep the men on their toes. With love Garcia.

Emily wastes no time in ripping open her letter also in cream colored paper.

Emily, or should I say Ma'am, I'm sorry I did what I did especially to you; the first female unit chief of the BAU. The a-team no less. I hope I didn't leave a black mark on your record. I was scared, frightened and angry. Lost and in tears from the last case I worked for the unit, well it was just too much. The straw that broke the camels back so to speak. I just couldn't do it anymore, not after all those innocent children. It broke my heart and wounded my soul. I hope in time you will forgive me. I never told you just how proud of you I am, if anyone can run the unit and team after Hotch, it is you. You have nothing to prove to anyone, they wouldn't have promoted you to the job unless you were ready for it.

I'm fine and doing well, so don't worry about me. Go have a drink with JJ and with any luck you can chase off another "agent Brad" remember? that was fun.

You never know I just might pop up in your life sometime in the future, I'm like a penny you can never get rid of, well in this case I'm not really bad I just have a habit of showing up when you least expect it. Love always P.G.

She looks up at her team, shaking her head slightly. "She'll be fine, in time. I keep forgetting that she was never trained as an agent in fact she was put behind the eight ball, work or jail. Not much of a choice if you ask me. I'm surprised she lasted as long as she did. But being who she is she fulfilled her contract, I checked." Emily swore slightly then looked out of the window while the others read their letters.

JJ didn't want to open her letter it was like she was giving up if she did, closing her eyes she pulled out a lilac piece of paper.

JJ, my Sweet JJ. I've always wanted a sister and if I could have picked one it would have been you. You shared your life and your family with me without second thought. You've been the best of friends, something I wish I could have been to you as well. To be completely honest with you I'm jealous and I have always have been, you are everything that every girl in the world wants to be. Beautiful smart and sure of yourself. If you had any doubts, you never let it be known you were always strong and dependable.

You came into your own after you had Henry, then getting married and Michael made you even a better person. A woman not to be trifled with, strong and fierce. A woman with character and strength, someone who doesn't need to raise their voice to get their point across. You my friend have it all.

It was the last case, those children, something that I've always wanted. A family of my own, and something that I was told a log time ago was impossible for me to have. I just couldn't drink or cry the pain away any longer. So I left, running as far away from the pain and misery as I could. I hope you forgive me in time. Love, Penelope.

JJ hastily wiped a tear away then folded the letter putting in back in the envelope.

"So much pain and I never knew, she never said. I want to talk to her, see her; can't we find her?"

"You know just how good she is JJ, if she doesn't want to be found she won't be." Rossi gently reminded her.

Spencer opened his envelope pulling out a single sheet of royal purple paper.

"Dr. Reid, for you shall always be Dr. Reid to me, or junior G-man but that title is demeaning and you've grown far beyond that. A long time ago I heard Derek and Emily talking about us. She was shaking her head as she watched us talk in our own language, It was Derek that told her that the reason we got along so well was because I spoke your language, you didn't have to dumb down. I guess what he was trying to tell her was that your brain didn't frighten me that I was comfortable in my own smarts as well. We have a lot in common, we both go off on tangents and tend to give more information that is needed. Both a little socially awkward at times. Except we go different ways, you hide and I wear, or used to wear, a colorful shield to protect myself from being hurt. It really sucks being the smart one in the class, not making any close friends then being rebuffed when you do try. Maybe that's why we got along so well together.

I didn't mean to hurt you and cause you pain the way I left. I just couldn't take it any more, the pain and the horror that I had to deal with everyday was just too much. I wanted to be happy again, and find the pieces of my soul before it was lost forever. I wanted a family of my own; something that in time I hope I will have even if it is a piece made one not one that grows from two people falling in love and making their own.

I do love you Spence in my own way and in time I hope you will find happiness and someone to share your life with. Until we meet again, Garcia.

Seeing that everyone has finished Luke cleared his throat. "Rossi how were the letters delivered?"

"The large envelope, had my sisters return address and post mark."

"Damn." Tara says softly.

"Typical of her." A smiling JJ says.

"Alright everyone get to work. Rossi My office ten minutes please." Emily says before he leaves he round table.

He walks in to her office making sure he closes the door behind him. She looks at him, trying to read him but he is just to good, not giving anything up. "Is she okay? Safe I mean?"

He holds up his hands not saying anything to her. "Just let us know if she needs help okay?"

"If and when I hear anything about her being in trouble I will."

"I guess I'll have to settle for that."