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The next night

Garcia laid in the bed, unable to sleep. She looked down to Reid on the floor and watched him sleep. She looked up at the ceiling and shivered as her mind travelled to her time with alone with Jackson. Hands invading her, hurting her and inside. She just wanted to get the feel of him off her. She slid off the bed silently and carefully slid on her shoes. She grabbed a pen and paper from the bedside table and scribbled out a note for Reid. She placed it next to him and left the room.

Morgan sat watching his television, his mind unable to rest. Every time he closed his eyes, he had nightmares of Garcia crying and being at the mercy of the son of a bitch that had attacked her. He changed the channel to a random channel and poured himself a drink. It was his first of the night but he knew it wouldn't be his last. He was about to take a sip when a knock came at his door. He walked over to the door and opened it. He couldn't hide his shock that Garcia was standing at his door.

"Garcia," he gasped gently. "What are you doing? Does Reid know you're here?"

"I left him a note," Garcia said quietly. "Can I come in?"

Morgan nodded and let her into his house. He closed the door and looked back at her. He missed her bright smile and colourful outfits but he had missed just her the most. He wanted nothing more than to hug her and help her but he didn't want to scare her.

"He is going to freak when he sees that you have snuck out."

Garcia nodded. "I told him where I was coming. I need to do this and I hope you will help. Morgan, I can still feel him. He didn't rape but he did things before Reid arrived. F-Forced me to pleasure h-him."

Her breathing hitched. "He did other things. I hate his hands pinning me down and around my throat."

Garcia stepped forward and leaned into his chest. Morgan welcomed the contact and carefully put his arms around her.

"I'm sorry I've been strange," Garcia whispered gently.

"Don't apologise. I should-be been more understanding. I love you and I can't imagine this world without you. I just couldn't handle everything. You have every reason in the world to be scared. He hurt you and I wasn't there to protect you. I know I could not have predicted him attacking you but it hurts knowing that you got hurt by him. He made you do horrible and disgusting things and I hate that he has put this darkness over you. I'm here and I want to help you."

Garcia lifted her head and looked at him. She placed her lips to his and kissed him. He pulled away but still held her.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

"I don't want to feel like this. I need you to do this for me. I need you because I trust you so much. I love you and I have since the day you got my name wrong, the day we first met. I don't want to feel him. I just want to feel you."

Morgan looked into her eyes and placed his lips to hers. He kissed her and brushed his hands through her hair.

"Garcia, are you sure you want this?"

"Yes," she nodded before she kissed him back. He put his arms around her hips and lifted her up, he carried her to the bedroom and closed the door.

Reid woke up and brushed his hands through his hair. He sat up and noticed that Garcia was gone. He looked to his side and snatched up the note.

'Gone to Morgan's house. Sorry for sneaking out. I'll be okay.'

He scrambled to his feet and grabbed an outfit from one of the bags. He put the jeans, white shirt and black vest on before grabbing his keys and rushing out of his apartment.

Morgan laid next to Garcia, they stared at each other and he loved that she smiling. No words could describe the night before. Part of him knew that he should have thought things through more but a more dominant part of him just wanted to give her what she wanted. To try to make her happy again. "Are you okay?"

Garcia sighed contentedly and nodded. "I feel better. Thank you. Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," he smiled.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

Morgan turned on his stomach and looked at her, he stroked hair away from her eyes and kissed her on the lips. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Your heart his beautiful. Your skin, your eyes, your mind and everything about you is beautiful. Don't ever think that you are not beautiful."

"I keep thinking that if I don't wear make up or my dresses that I won't get attacked again. He said I was beautiful. He wouldn't leave me alone."

Morgan brought his arms around her and kissed her the top of her head as she laid against his chest.

"He attacked you because he was a sadistic bastard who wanted to cause me as much pain as he could by hurting you. Your personality and happiness is what makes you who you are. Reid, myself and the others will help you get back to that place when you are ready. Right now, I just want to hold you."

They went to kiss when there was a loud knock on his front door.

Garcia let out a small smile. "I think I know who that is."

Morgan slid out of the bed and put on a pair of black trousers. He made his way to the living room and opened the door. He couldn't help the strange look that he gave Reid as he took in his friend's outfit. "What are you wearing? What did you do to your hair?"

Reid looked down. "Garcia picked it out for me and she dyed my hair when I was trying to get her mind off everything. Where is she?"

Reid walked in and looked around for her.

"She's fine," Morgan assured him. "You look strange, kid. The good kind."

"She hasn't been doing well for the last few days. Why did she come here?"

"For some help," Morgan said honestly. "She was struggling and she needed me to fix that."

Garcia appeared in the living room in a pair of shorts and one of Morgan's tops. Reid looked at her and then to Morgan. He knew what had happened. "You slept with her?! She just went through a horrific attack and you sleep with her."

"Reid, listen-" Morgan tried to say.

"I expected more of you."

Morgan and Garcia looked on in shock as Reid stormed out of the house and back to his car. Garcia rushed to the door to see Reid driving away down the street.

Reid sat in his car, he hit the steering wheel as he thought about Morgan being so reckless. Garcia had never been in such a vulnerable position and Morgan should have known better than to do what he had done. He picked up his cellphone as it began to ring. He looked at the ID and recognised the number. It was Bennington.

"Hello," he said as he answered the phone.

"Dr Spencer Reid, this is Dr Norman. I have some troubling news."

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