Derek Morgan rolled over, groaning. It was dark, and he blinked tiredly. The phone rang again, shaking him from the fog of sleep, and he grabbed it, ready to tear into whoever had called at this hour, especially when the team had been promised a weekend off.
"Hot stuff, guess what!" was what greeted him when he growled a 'What?' into the phone.
He immediately relaxed. It was not unlike Garcia to call at this hour... especially from California, where she was taking a couple class's on computer profiling. She called it updating her tech savvy-ness.
"Goddess, you know I would do anything for you, but its far too early for this."
"Oh, but this could very well be worth it. I've never had more of a reason to call you this early then right now. You know how long the course I'm taking usually takes?"
"About two years or more, right? I thought you weren't going to deprive me of your presence for that long, I have a visit coming up don't I?"
"Yeah... that you do my chocolate god. But guess what I did?" She giggled, and he could practically hear her jumping up and down.
"Should I be worried that cops will be coming to my door in the next five minutes? If not, then I'm going back to bed sweetness."
"I'm coming home early." She said somberly.
"How long will you be able to stay?" was his first question, thinking she meant she was coming to visit. Then he thought about how she had phrased it. "Whats going on Garcia? Did something happen?"
"Nothing bad happened, if that's what you're thinking. No, something very good happened in fact. I'm done. With it all."
"I don't understand. Did something go wrong? Talk to me baby." He sat up in bed, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder.
"At least you never said you were a morning person," She muttered. He chuckled.
"I'm going to deserve a reward when I get home hot stuff. I mean I finished the course early, in one year instead of two. The first two months I thought I would just stick it out and visit you guys often. But it was too much, and I decided to push myself. I wasn't sure I would be able to get it done like I wanted to, so I didn't tell anyone. I have a flight booked for tomorrow, and I expect a very warm welcome home from my chocolate thunder god."
He sat still in shock. Tomorrow?
"Oh wait..." He heard. "Not tomorrow. Today. I've been up all night packing. I'll send you my flight information sweet stuff, and eagerly await my surprise."
He shook his head, trying to catch up with her excited chatter.
"Sure, sure, uh... I'll be there to pick you up." he mumbled, in over his head.
"Great! Be sure to not tell the team.. I want to surprise them. See you soon!" With a click, their conversation was disconnected. He fell back into bed, pulled the blankets up, and heaved a sigh. So much for relaxation... but this was definitely worth it. Garcia was coming home.
To all those who reviewed, or added my story Chances Not Taken, thank you so much! However, that was more of a one shot in my mind, while this will hopefully turn into a story. This is slightly connected to that story... maybe.. I think. More to come soon :D The timeline isn't specifically connected to any season or episode, as I'm just barely at the end of season 3... no spoilers please. Enoy and let me know what you think! I don't have a beta, so hopefully its not too horrible xD Oh, and I'll be filling in a background more next chapter, as I know its desperately lacking in that area... On to writing the next chapter!