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Same Side Of The Spectrum

I get out of my car the next day at the station, and Morgan's waiting by the entrance. Once he sees me, he runs over

''Garcia, we have to get on the road now, I'll explain once we get on the road.'' Without another word, I turn right back towards the passenger's seat, and get in while Morgan rushes into the driver's seat.

He drives off, sort of recklessly if you ask me, then begins to explain everything.

''Brenner got out, he ran.'' WHAT! HOW THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?

''And how did that exactly happen?''

''We have no clue, we went to check on him this morning, and he wasn't there.''

''Damn it. Derek, this isn't going to be good. If Collins finds out, I'll be out of the station faster than you could think.'' I look over at Morgan, who just looks back over the road.

''Yeah he kinda already did, but don't worry about it, Everyone on the team swore up and down that you didn't have anything to do with this happening. At first he didn't believe it, but then he got what we were saying, and believed us.''

''Do you even have any idea where he went?'' Morgan shakes his head, which just makes me even more mad.

''Well, that's just freaking wonderful. How the hell are we suppose to find the guy then?''

''We don't exactly know where he is, but due to the information we know about him, he most likely will be in a familiar area, we were sent to his address. Sweetheart, everything's going to be fine, we'll get this guy, and send him straight to prison.'' Morgan picks up my hand, and brings it up to his lips, kissing the back of my hand. Then he continues holding my hand, until he stops the car in front of what I'm guessing to be his house. We both get out of my car, grabbing my pistol that I keep in the glovebox before closing and locking the car.

Cocking my gun, I keep it ready at my side.

''You go around the back Morgan, and I'll go through the front. We'll meet in the middle.'' Morgan nods his yes with some hesitation.

''Be careful Garcia.'' He kisses my cheek before running towards the back of the house. I head up to the front door, with my guard on. When I get up to the door, I notice that it's slightly open, so I push the door open with my foot, then spin around into the house, with my gun ready in hand. After checking the Living room, I head off towards the left where it looks like some bedrooms are. All the doors are opened except for the first one on my left, well I know where he is. Going up to the door, I slowly turn the knob to the door, then I snap the door open, and head into the room. As I raise my gun, the barrel points at Mason Brenner, standing in the middle of the room.

''It's over Mason, your done. We know you killed the family, running didn't help you. Just give it up.''

''I had to kill them! If I didn't who knows what the fuck Thomas would have done to me?''

''What makes you think that he would have done something to you?''

''I raped his daughter Abigail, and Thomas and Eileen found out the morning before they died. I had to kill them! There was no way I was going to let them live with them knowing that, It had to be done!'' Brenner screams. He sticks both hands in the air, surrendering. As I go towards him to arrest him with my gun still pointed at him, he suddenly takes a knife out of his pocket and slices my upper arm. Pain shoots up my arm as I instinctively raise my hand to cover where he sliced me. Just as Mason starts to walk towards the exit of the room, Hotch, JJ, and Morgan burst through the room.

All three of them have their guns raised and pointed at Brenner.

''Mason, put the knife down.'' Hotch says in a authoritative voice. Mason lunges at them with the knife, but Morgan takes a shot at Mason. He goes down with a bullet right in the heart. When Mason hits the ground, JJ turns towards me. She leads me into the living room before speaking.

''What happened to your arm?'' She asks as she sits me down on his couch.

''That son of bitch got me with his knife, god it hurts like hell.'' Of course, Morgan comes walking out of the next room and when he see's what up with my arm, he comes over. At this point, my white work shirt has a red line about 4 inches wide on the sleeve, the blood starting to bleed through the shirt.

''Let me get this correct, that dead ass in the room over sliced you?'' Without even getting a confirmation, Morgan sits next to me.

''Roll up your sleeve and let me see how bad it is.'' As I roll up my sleeve, I wince slightly as the sleeve goes over the cut. I see JJ hand Him a rag from out of her back pocket. Cleaning up the blood that's still coming out but more slowly, he begins looking at it.

''Luckly he didn't get you that bad, it's just when he sliced you, the blade nipped a pocket of blood and that's why it's bleeding so much, this should be just fine for now.'' He tries the rag carefully so it's covering the cut.

''Let's get back to the station everyone, tie up some loose ends.'' Hotch announces. Wordlessly, everyone heads back to their cars, Morgan follows me with his hand on my back as we prepare to head back to the station.

I'm sitting at my desk back at the station, writing up paperwork on this case when JJ comes in front of my desk, then leans against it.

''Hey Garcia, have you told Morgan yet? We're leaving tomorrow.'' JJ asks just as Morgan starts walking by my desk.

''Has she told me what?'' Morgan asks, looking at me. JJ realises that I haven't told him yet, and just walks away. Morgan pulls a chair from a near by empty desk to in front of my desk.

''What was JJ talking about?'' He asks, concern lacing his voice. Turning towards him and taking a deep breath, I tell him what she's talking about.

''Well, you guys go back to Virginia tomorrow and I know that after you go back there, there's going to be no more... us, and I'll probably never see you again after tomorrow unless you come back for another case, but that could be weeks, months, or years.'' There's silence from Morgan, which worries me a lot, and I mean ALOT!

Finally, after minutes of silence Derek finally says something.

''Hey, look at me.'' I raise my head, from where it was resting against my arm. I look at him.

''Just because I'm going back to Virginia, doesn't mean that your never going to see me again. I don't care what I have to do, I will make sure I see you after tomorrow because I love you too much to not be able to see you again.'' I just look up at him.

''You're having a hard time believing me.'' Morgan states rather than says. ''Why your having such a hard time believing me I don't know, maybe this will help you understand what I'm saying. I would do anything, and I mean anything if that Meant I wouldn't have to leave you. All I want to do is make you happy, but now it's not working out well due to tomorrow. I promise that once I leave, I will make sure that I see you more than once a month.'' He kisses under my earlobe, before looking back up at me.

''I love you more than anything in the world, and I would do anything if that meant that you could be happy for the rest of your life.'' A single tear runs down my cheek. He takes the pad of his thumb and wipes the tear off my face. He leans down and kisses me lightly before standing up from the chair.

''Now I'm going to go back to packing up again, I'll come see how you're doing before the day, Love you.'' Morgan begins to walk away.

''Love you too!'' I say to him, but he turns around and starts walking backwards.

''Now I'm never going to get tired of hearing that.'' He turns back around, and continues walking the other direction. He taught me something today, that he does love me enough to do anything in the world to make me happy, because he loves me.

So, when Garcia told Morgan about when they leave, he just went all 'I love you, I'll see you again' on her. And which made me tear writing it!

So, we're nearing the end of our fanfic journey, but don't worry we still have a few more chapter to go, I'm going to try to make those chapters longer like this one :)