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An Unconventional Family-Chapter 25

A huge thanks to everyone who reviewed my last couple of chapters. I didn't have time to respond to everyone and post another chapter, so I decided to go with posting another chapter.

The next morning Abby awoke from a nightmare and was afraid she had actually screamed out loud. She sat up in her bed and tried to catch her breath. Neither of her parents had burst into her room with their guns drawn, so she was fairly sure she had caught the scream in time.

She glanced at the clock and saw that it was only six-thirty in the morning. 'Argh,' she thought, 'It's too early.' Like her mother, Abby was not a morning person, but she knew she wouldn't be going back to sleep that morning. She got up, grabbed her hoodie, put it on over her pajamas and headed for the kitchen. Once there, she started a pot of coffee and then made her way towards the great room to wait while it brewed. As she passed by the front door, she heard her father's voice outside. She peered out the window and saw he was still in his pajamas and he was talking on his cell phone.

"I know its early Garcia, but I need your help with something. What? No it's not for a case, it's personal." There was a pause and then, "Dammit Garcia, this is important, it affects JJ and Abby. Would you please meet me at headquarters in an hour?" There was another pause, "Hell no Penelope! I am not buying you coffee for the next six months! How about a month's worth of coffee and two massages at your favorite day spa?" Another pause, "Good, I'll see you in an hour."

By this time, Abby had quietly made her way on to the porch and had taken up residence on the porch swing, which was one of her favorite spots at Dave's cabin. "Morning dad," Abby called out as soon as he ended the call with Garcia.

Dave spun around, he knew he was busted. "Morning Abby."

"It's…it's okay if I call you dad, right?" She asked a bit hesitantly.

Dave smiled, "It's more than okay, it's wonderful." He glanced at his watch, "You know for someone who says she hates mornings, you're up awfully early."

She shrugged, "I had a nightmare and I didn't want to go back to sleep."

Her dad got a concerned look on his face, "Was it about Will?" He asked her.

Abby nodded, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's because we talked about him last night. So why are you talking to Penelope so early in the morning?" She asked, trying to change the subject.

Dave looked her right in the eye, "I called to ask her to come to headquarters. I plan to destroy Will LaMontagne electronically. Do you have any problems with that?"

She smiled, "Nope, not at all." Her smile faded and she asked, "But what about the promise you made to mom? I heard you guys talking after I went to bed last night and you promised you wouldn't hurt him."

He shook his head, "I promised her I wouldn't use my contacts to find Will and physically hurt him or kill him and I'm not. Garcia is a co-worker and I'm going to hurt him digitally, not physically."

"But what about your edict of 'no more secrets?'" She asked him

"I'm not asking you to keep this a secret; you can go wake your mother right now and tell her about this," Dave told her, "In fact, as soon as I get home, I'm going to tell her about it. I meant it when I said there should be no more secrets and I didn't mean it just for your mom, I meant it for all of us."

"Okay," Abby agreed and then shivered, "It's really cold out here this morning; I think I'll wait for the coffee in the great room," she said as she got up and started toward the front door.

"Good idea," Dave said following her. Once inside, he went upstairs to get dressed and Abby went into the great room. Ten minutes later, Dave came downstairs and found his daughter fast asleep on the sofa. He covered her with the blanket that was on the back of the couch and quietly left the house.

Forty-five minutes later he walked into Garcia's lair with two steaming cups of coffee. He set one down in front of the technical goddess and then backed away; she didn't look happy.

"I swear to God sir, this had better be important. I was in the middle of the loveliest dream and I had planned to stay in bed all morning and part of the afternoon."

"It is important, Garcia," Dave said and then told her about the incident with Will, JJ and Abby the past fall. When he was done, Garcia just looked at him in shock.

"I had no idea! How could she not tell me, I'm her best friend?!" Garcia was shocked and hurt at the same time.

"She didn't tell anyone Garcia, which is why I'm here. I don't think it's right that Will got off scot free, do you?" Dave asked her.

"No. No sir I don't." Garcia said firmly, with a shake of her blond head. "What do you want me to do? Do you want me to find what rock he's living under so you can kill him?" She asked, almost hopefully.

Dave shook his head, "No, unfortunately JJ made me promise not to physically hurt him. But she didn't say anything about hurting him electronically."

"Say no more, sir." Garcia said as she turned to her keyboards and started frantically typing. Dave watched her as he drank his coffee but after five minutes, his curiosity became too much.

"What exactly are you doing?" He asked.

"The first thing I did was put him on a number of government watch lists. I put him on lists with the CIA, FBI and NSA. I also added him to the no-fly list, and I set an alert so that whenever he manages to get off of it, I can go ahead and re-add him. That will be a huge pain in his ass." Garcia said, still typing away. "Then I hacked into the three credit bureaus and added some negative items to his credit report. He can fix the things I added to his report, but the amount of calls and paperwork and faxes will be a nightmare for him and it will take at least six months for him to fix everything. Good luck buying a house, asshole!"

Dave grinned; he knew he had come to the right person. "What are you doing now?"

"Now I am messing with his bank accounts. I'm not taking anything from them, but I am screwing with his personal information and resetting his passwords. It won't be an easy fix for him to be able to access his bank accounts. At the very least he will have to go to the bank in person with identification to begin resetting his passwords and information. I'm also doing petty things like sending electronic requests to his cable, gas and electric companies. He's requesting cancelations of services. Again, nothing too huge but it will be a giant pain in the ass for him to fix. Is there anything specific you wanted me to do?" Garcia asked him.

Dave was still smiling, "Nope, it sounds like you have it covered."

"That I do sir, that I do. I'll be here for another hour or so, just fucking with his life. If I think of anything else to do later, I will do it from home." She said.

"Great," Dave said, getting up. "Oh and Garcia? I'm not keeping any of this a secret from JJ; she's going to know you were involved. Is that going to be a problem for you?'

"No sir, in fact I think I'll have my own words to say to our gal on Monday." Garcia was less than pleased that JJ had lied to her and the team about what had happened with Will and she planned to tell her so in no uncertain terms.

Dave nodded, "Well I think I'll head out then." He started for the door but was stopped by Garcia's voice.

"I can't tell you how happy I am that you and JJ got together, sir. She needs someone like you in her life." She told him.

Dave, who had been almost out the door, turned back to the analyst. "I'm glad we got together too. What do you mean when you say 'someone like me?'"

"Someone who will take care of her." Garcia said. "JJ puts up a brave front and tries to handle everything on her own, but for the last year she's been drowning."

"Drowning how?" Dave asked, his brow furrowed.

"Drowning in life. She's been juggling so much for so long, I think it finally caught up to her. She really has one of the hardest jobs here, she sees so many horrible cases cross her desk and she's the one who has to pick and choose them and it's a lot of stress and pressure on her. Combine that with her financial worries and the stress of being a single mother to a teenager, even a teenager as awesome as Abby is, and you get someone who is on the brink of disaster." Garcia wondered how much of this the profiler had concluded on his own. "JJ needs someone to look after her, to take care of her needs and I'm glad that person is you. You both seem so much happier now that you're together."

"We are happy, Garcia and I can promise you that JJ's drowning days are over." Dave assured her. "I plan to take care of her and Abby for the rest of my life."

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Dave arrived back at the cabin an hour later. He found JJ and Abby sprawled out on the couch watching cartoons, both half asleep and still in their pajamas. They looked cute as hell and Dave couldn't resist taking a picture with his camera phone. Of course as soon as he did, they both started shouting about how terrible they looked. They finally calmed down and JJ asked where he had been. Instead of answering her question, Dave looked at his daughter.

"You might want to make yourself scarce kiddo, round two is about to begin." Abby knew exactly what he meant and she didn't want to be around for their argument so she excused herself to take a shower. Dave sat down in her vacated seat on the couch.

"What do you mean by 'round two?' What's going on David?" JJ asked.

"I was at headquarters, JJ. I met up with Garcia and she helped me fuck with Will's electronic records. We didn't do anything illegal, but it will take him years to fix everything. I'm telling you this because I was serious last night, I don't want there to be any secrets between us." Dave waited for her reaction. He didn't have to wait very long.

"Dammit Dave, you promised!" She yelled.

"I promised I wouldn't physically hurt him and I didn't," he said loudly.

"Semantics Dave, you knew what was implied. You totally went against my wishes!"

"You're damn right I did! Did you really think I would just let this go?!"

"I had hoped you would!" JJ exclaimed. "Wait, Garcia knows?"

Dave nodded, "She does."

"Shit! That woman loves to gossip. This will be around the office before noon on Monday."

"No it won't" Dave promised. "Garcia swore she would keep it to herself."

"Great, I just have to face her wrath on Monday. God Dave, why couldn't you just let it go?" JJ said loudly.

"Dammit JJ, I will do anything I can to protect and take care of both you and Abby. This is part of that, honey!"

"I don't need to be taken care of!" JJ argued.

"Yes you do! You've been making a mess of things lately and you need someone to help you. I am that someone!" Dave thundered. He expected more arguing from JJ which is why he was surprised when her face fell and she nodded.

"You're right, I do need help right now," she admitted, "I've been so busy trying to manage mine and Abby's lives that I didn't realize I had gotten in over my head. Two years ago, I never would have let Will into our lives, I never would have made a crappy decision like that. I just have so much going on between work and home that I can't handle everything."

"I know, and that's why I'm here, to help lighten your load. Between the two of us, we'll figure something out." Dave promised.

"I know we will." JJ said.

They sat on the sofa for another few minutes, both of them deep in thought. Finally JJ held out her hand to Dave, "Come on old man, let's go make breakfast," she said as she pulled him up from his seat.

Dave got up and they started towards the kitchen. "JJ, why don't you let me do the cooking?"

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Sorry if the writing is a bit off in this chapter, I had a hard time writing it. I have three papers due and a midterm this week, so sleep has been pretty much non-existent. Because of everything I have going on this week I may not be able to post as regularly as I would like. Things should be back to normal next week.