A Bad Week Turns Into 2
Chapter 6
The Morning After
AN: I don't own anything here. Can they get through breakfast with the team? Thanks for all the reviews. The next chapter will be up later on today, enjoy.
Garcia walked into the kitchen finding Fran and Desiree sitting at the table. Morgan was upstairs finishing getting dressed. She told him she was going to look for something she'd left down stairs but the truth was she really wanted to talk to Fran and Des before they started asking questions she also wanted to call Hotch. She might not have been able to protect him before, but until he was ready to tell others she was going to protect him even if that meant sneaking and talking to them about not over whelming him with questions. She loved him and the pain he felt she felt it too, even if it was a different kind of pain. She could never know the type of hurt he felt from what had happened to him.
"Hey, where's Derek at?" Des asked her.
"He's upstairs, I had to get out of there before I couldn't resist him anymore, and since we are meeting the team in half hour I thought it best not to start something we couldn't finish," She said with a smile, that part was true too, she had wanted to make love to him and make him forget for just a little, but she'd remembered what he'd told her earlier, he wasn't in the mood and it would only be to dull the pain instead of what she deserved. He didn't want to hurt her either; she had picked up on that part without him saying it.
"What happened, we saw the news?" Fran asked.
"That's the other reason I'm down here, Derek's not ready to share what happened, maybe in time, but not right now, and I'm just asking can you not ask a million questions, I know you probably want to, but he's not ready," Pen said hoping they would understand.
"Just tell me this," Fran said, "Will he be okay, mother's intuition here, I need to know if my son will be okay?" She asked trying to hide the tears she had a vague idea of what had happened, but she still didn't know the truth and what she was thinking was far off the mark.
"I'm not going to let him think he has to deal with this alone, so yes, he's going to be okay, time and someone to talk to always helps heal the wounds that life deals us," Garcia said with faint smile before Desiree and Fran hugged her.
"Thank you for loving him, I know you'll take care of him, Penelope," Fran said before she broke the hug.
"If you need us call, I have to go to class and mom is babysitting for Sarah today," Des said.
"I will I promise," she said back before going to make the phone call to Hotch, she wanted to make it fast before Morgan decided to come down stairs.
The team was all gathered in one of the rooms talking before they went down stairs. Hotch's cell started ringing so he stepped away to answer it. "Hotchner," he said.
"Hey, boss man, I was wondering if you could do me a favor," Pen said looking at the front door of the house.
"Tell the others not to question Morgan about what happened last night?" He asked already having an idea about what the phone call was about, "I already did, Jason told them too, until he's ready we're not going to ask him," he added.
"I really hate profilers," Garcia said with a smile, "Thank you, and case you're wondering, he's okay, and please I'm begging you, Hotch don't make him talk to Dr. Daniels, because he's not going to do it," she said hoping that Hotch wasn't going to make Morgan see her before going back to work.
"You know the rules Garcia," Hotch said.
"Please, if Morgan has to talk to her, he'd rather be suspended right now, I promise you when we get back that we will have talked and he will be okay to work, if you force him right now he will close up and I can only do so much if he shuts down," she said close to tears because she knew her best friend, he'd done it before on tough cases, he'd closed up and it took days to get him to talk about it again, even with the nightmares he'd still denied it.
"I can't promise you that until I talk to Straus, till then I'll have to get back to you, she's already pissed right now, but I'll see what I can do," Hotch said.
"If you can't you better make the session for two, I'm not letting him go alone, I have to go, he's coming down," she said before hanging up.
"Who were you talking to?" Morgan asked.
"Hotch called wanted to make sure we were still coming, I told him we'd be there soon," she said with smile.
"You know you're a horrible liar, you came down here to make sure I didn't get thousand questions thrown at me, then you called him to do the same on that end," he said wrapping his arms around her, "Thank you," he added, which wasn't what she'd expected, she'd thought he'd claim he didn't need her to run interference at the moment that he could do it himself.
"You're welcome, hot stuff, now let's get out of here before he really does call seeing where we are," Garcia said pulling back just a little.
"What would I do without you?" he asked her with slight smile
"I don't want to ever find out," was her reply before kissing him. She didn't hold back either she put all her love into the kiss letting him know she was not going to stop loving him.
Morgan wanted to do more than just kiss her, he wanted to take her back upstairs and make love to her. He wanted her to let him forget everything that had happened to get lost in the feel of her so close to him. He wanted her voice to be the only one he was hearing instead of replaying the conversation over and over with Buford. It was still haunting him; the part that was making it even worse was when he said he could have said no.
Garcia felt him pulling away, but she wouldn't let him completely move away from her. She wrapped her arms around him, "Whatever you are thinking right now, don't let it eat at you like this, it hurts and I get that, but don't let it cause you to shove me away like you're trying to do now," she said, "I don't know how to comfort you at the moment not the way I want to, and you wanted to meet the team, but I can't let you go there looking like somebody just killed me, they promised no questions but if you look like this they're going to ask," she said rubbing her hand in a circle against his back.
"I don't know if I can do this," Morgan said pulling away.
"If you don't want to go to breakfast I'll call Hotch back and tell him, but the elephant that is in this room right now is not going to go away, I know you're still freaked that they know your past, Derek, but guess what, them digging saved your ass last night, it also saved James Barfield, you told me that you said you had his back, that means dealing with this like I said, I'm not going to let this black cloud take the handsome man that I fell in love with away, I'm not going to just stand by and watch you do this to yourself," she said making him look her in the eyes.
"I know you're right, baby girl, but…"
"I'm not going to let you finish that sentence, now let's go and try to get through breakfast, then you and I have somebody to go see." Garcia said.
"Thanks," he replied.
"Don't think me yet, sugar, thank me later when I have you back to yourself and don't look like you're dying inside, because I can't stand to see you like this," she said before they left.
The team was down stairs at one the tables waiting on Morgan and Garcia to show up. They'd all agreed not to ask any questions and to try and pretend like nothing had happened; it was going to be a lot harder than first thought though. They were at one the local restaurants close to their hotel. They already were packed to leave with their bags in the SUV's.
"They're here," Emily said looking up at the door seeing Derek and Penelope walk in before she motioned them over.
"Hey, are we late?" Garcia asked.
"No, we're early," Reid said not sure what else to say at the moment.
Morgan and Garcia took the last two seats at the table. The waitress came over few seconds later and they all ordered. Morgan didn't want to eat anything, but he knew that Pen would make him either way so he got coffee and plain biscuit. She couldn't say he wasn't eating, and he didn't have to let on he didn't want to. Once the waitress left it was just the seven of them and the silent question was hanging over them again. It was the first time that the group wasn't sure what to say to each other, they'd all felt the hurt in the last twenty-four hours. They might not have known everything, but one of their own was accused of something he didn't do and it took a toll on them all.
"What are your plans for the rest the week?" JJ finally asked trying to break the ice that was slowly forming.
"Nothing really, long as I don't have to be stuck in an integration room anytime soon I'll be fine," Derek said trying to get them to smile, because he couldn't take the looks he was getting, they weren't saying it, but it was all over their faces. That broke the ice getting them to smile, "See was it that hard?" he asked.
The rest of breakfast the team sat around talking about other cases from the past. It was something they always found themselves doing, talking about other cases, some not even their own. It started out with a cloud over them, but by the time it was time to leave, they were smiling and laughing. They just wished it would last, but the hard part was still ahead.
"We'll see you Monday, you two," Gideon said before he walked over to one the SUV's. The rest of the team has already said their byes except for Hotch he was waiting to talk to them alone.
"Guess you're going to give me some kind of speech here huh?" Morgan asked.
"No, what I'm going to tell you is this," Hotch said, "I'm sorry that I pushed you that far, I didn't want to, but you weren't given me much of a choice," he said, "Talk to her, I called in a favor from the director, he said as long as I can see that you are okay to return to work Monday you don't have to see Dr. Daniels, that means talking to Garcia, she's your best friend and you two are trying to start a family, don't let this tear it apart," Hotch said.
"Thank you," Morgan said, he'd been dreading it, he'd known that Pen couldn't promise him not to have to talk to the therapist unless Hotch said it.
"Don't thank me, thank your fiancé, I think she even scares the director," he said with smile, "See you two Sunday, we still have to celebrate your engagement," Hotch said before leaving.
"Come on handsome, let's go find a movie store and find something to watch," Garcia said.
"Sounds like a plan, but I gotta do something first, Damien Walters funeral is in two days, and there is a headstone I need to fix," he added, "I could drop you off at my mom's," Morgan said.
"Nope, you're stuck with me, I'm not letting you go anywhere by yourself," Garcia said.
He knew he wasn't going to convince her not to come she wasn't going to leave him alone at all for the next few days, instead he just wrapped his arm around her side and lead the way back to the car.
That afternoon they were back at Fran's house. The house was still empty with note on the fridge telling them to call when they got back. "I'll call her, you go find a movie," Morgan said.
"You think maybe somebody else would want to join us and watch a movie with us?" Garcia asked, "Say a certain friend of yours that just lost his best friend?" she asked.
"I already asked, James said he's spending the night hanging out with his mom and sister for a change."
"Okay, but we should do something with him before we leave Saturday afternoon, I want to meet him," Garcia said with smile.
"I was going to introduce you two yesterday, but then everything happened, however, I made plans Friday just the three of us," Morgan said.
"Do I get to know what we're doing?" she asked.
"It depends on if you are good or not," he teased.
"What does me being good have to do with anything, and when am I ever good, Derek?" she asked.
"Now who's teasing who?" he asked, "Go pick out a movie before I do have to spank you."
"Ha, you haven't come through on that threat once, Agent Morgan, so don't try to do it now, when you can't follow through," Penelope said before going upstairs.
Garcia was checking her phone to see if Hotch and the others had called like she'd told them when they'd landed. She smiled when she knew they were all safe back in Virginia. She had promised Derek a movie night and she was going to give him that, then she was going to start working on getting him to open up, she loved him and seeing him this vulnerable was tearing her up.
"What did you pick out?" he asked coming into the room with popcorn and couple beers few minutes later.
"Seeing as how we forgot to pack any movies and the movie place closes at five here instead of ten at night we have three choices," Garcia said holding up the movies, "Bambi, The Little Mermaid, or Cinderella," she said.
"You're joking right; I don't think I could deal with Bambi or Cinderella right now," he replied with a groan, "Stay here I think there might be a movie here somewhere that isn't G rated or made by Disney."
"Nope, you told me to pick the movie and I want to watch The Little Mermaid," she pouted crossing her arms.
"Don't pout, you know it gets to me," he said setting the beers and popcorn down.
"The Little Mermaid or you start talking now, so what is it going to be option A or B?" she asked.
"What if I choose C and decide to kiss you till you're begging me to stop?" Morgan asked.
"I would never beg you to stop, hot stuff, I'd be begging you to never stop, kissing me till I died would be a wonderful way to go, and you in my arms I couldn't go wrong," she said with smile.
Morgan had every intention of carrying out his plans, he wanted her and he knew she did too; he had the picture of her moaning as he thrusted into her the little sound she always would make when he hit that spot just inside of her. However, the other images came rushing forward again, as if saying 'not so fast, you don't get to be happy again this soon.'
"Hand over the movie and I'll put it in," he said the teasing tone completely gone again.
She handed over the movie watching him, his body had stiffened up again and she could see the walls going up. Once the movie started she sat as close as she could without being in his lap using the pillows as a cushion behind them. The bowl of popcorn was between them and the beers still on the nightstand. It was going to be along night and once the movie was over there was no holding back anymore he wasn't going to have any other choice but to talk.
TBC
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