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 everyone glad to hear you guys really liked the last chapter especially since it was mostly a filler chapter. It also sounds like you guys are looking forward to the whole team chapter, which is great because although it isn't written yet I do have some ideas for it. That's still at least a couple of chapters away though because I'm trying not to let this story get too big. Every time I say that though I end up writing twenty chapters and a sequel, so then again who knows. Anyways here is the next chapter from Garcia's POV which totally turned out differently than I thought it would by the end. Enjoy and as always do me a favor and review.

Chapter 8:

As they left Sarah's house Garcia was all smiles. Today had been a great day and she had truly felt like part of the family. The Morgan's love as a family was utterly contagious and you help but smile when you were around it. Nonetheless though despite how great the day had been something had still been nagging at her all day and Morgan falling asleep half-way through the twins opening their presents hadn't helped to lessen her belief that he hadn't told her everything. They'd talked a lot over the past three days, but he was still holding something back; the nightmare that had kept him up all night before proved that. Tonight before anything else happened she planned on finding out just what that nightmare was. They couldn't go all in to this relationship if he was still holding stuff back from her.

That's why when they arrived back at Fran's house she immediately bid Des and Fran adieu after Morgan said he was going to head to bed.

"Derek, talk to me," She literally pleaded after shutting and locking his bedroom door behind her.

The look he gave her clearly stated all he wanted to do was go to bed; however, she knew the look she was giving him said not until we talk.

"Tell me about the nightmare," She said softly as she moved across the room and settled on the bed beside him.

He let out a sigh as she took his hand in hers but finally he nodded and began to tell her about the nightmare, "There's more than one version," He said, "In the first one the one I've had the most Foyet got me when he first had the chance. In the one last night though he got both me and Hotch that night, I didn't react the way I did and he killed us both."

"Oh god," Garcia couldn't help but exclaim when he paused moments later. The very idea that could've very well been the case terrified her. They wouldn't be where they was now if that were the case. Foyet could've taken this away from them both. "Thank God that's not what happened though,' She said when she spoke again.

"Yeah," he said with a nod, "There's some strange part of me that feels guilty, like we should've known that Foyet would go after Hotch. We all saw Hotch not take his deal and we all should've known we hadn't seen the last of him when he escaped."

"Derek, blaming yourself isn't going to help at all," She advised lifting the hand that wasn't holding his up to cup his chin, "It only makes it worse for you and Hotch doesn't blame anyone but Foyet so you need to stop this alright. Look what's it's doing to you."

"Hell of a lot easier said than done," He replied leaning into her touch.

"I know it is but that's why your goddess is here alright," Was her response.

He nodded and then before she could say another word he was leaning in to kiss her. "Make it all go away,' He then murmured against her lips.

"I'll try," She replied before leaning further into his kiss.

Each kiss over the next several minutes lasted longer and longer as both she and he got caught up in how good the other one tasted. Pretty soon he was lying on the bed and she was sprawled out on top of him as they caressed one another through the clothing they still had on.

Breathless she finally pulled away so that she could strip off her sundress and as she did that he rid himself of his clothes as well. Once naked they returned to their previous position and began kissing all over again.

"Is it working," She asked in between another long kiss.

He nodded, "If you we kiss like this for the rest of my life I don't think I'll ever have another nightmare."

"Good we'll have to see if we can do that then," Was all she was able to get out in response before he flipped her over on her back and slid inside her.

"Derek," She moaned as he set a rhythm of long slow thrusts.

"Baby girl," He soon cried out as her inner muscles clenched around him.

Not much long after that they both went over the edge.

Exhausted and very much satisfied it didn't take him long to fall asleep once he pulled out of her and rested his head on her chest.

Garcia meanwhile remained awake and watched as he slept peacefully all the while rubbing his back. Soon though lulled by his soft snore she closed her eyes after praying that he was able to sleep through the night.