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As J.J. walked back towards the others, who were still sitting in the waiting area, Morgan saw her and stood up.

"What did she say?" he asked in a rush "Did she get a good look at him?"

J.J. pinched the bridge of her nose "She wasn't mugged Morgan" she stated with a sigh.

"What?" Prentiss asked confused.

"Apparently she knew him" J.J. explained "She told me she met him in a coffee shop and they were on a date."

Morgan's eyes narrowed and his fists clenched. He went to walk over to Garcia's room when J.J. placed a hand on his forearm to stop him. "She wants to be alone for now Morgan" J.J. explained at the calculated look he gave her.

Morgan huffed, spun around and walked away, slamming his first against the wall as he went.

"What's his problem?" Prentiss asked.

"We're all just a little on edge right now. I guess this is just how Morgan deals with his frustration" J.J. said.

"I'll go talk to him" Reid announced standing up.

"Good idea" J.J. said

...

Reid didn't have to go too far to find Morgan; he had somehow managed to get one of the nurses to give him Garcia's file. He was now standing at the nurses' station reading through it with his glaze narrowed the whole time.

"Hey" Reid said taking the calm approach.

Morgan looked up but didn't say anything; Reid could still see the fire in his eyes.

"We just have to stay calm..." Reid began but Morgan wouldn't let him finish.

"Don't tell me what to be" he said sharply.

Reid took in his behaviour; Morgan was acting angrier than he should be. Reid knew that Morgan and Garcia were best friends but something was off, Morgan was taking it too hard, it didn't make sense.

"Morgan what's wrong?" Reid asked.

Morgan didn't answer, he just grunted something.

"Morgan" Reid said seriously "talk to me."

Morgan sighed, he passed Garcia's file back to one of the nurses with a thank you. The nurse smiled and giggled that it was no problem.

Morgan walked back towards the waiting room, Reid followed him closely. Morgan stopped and leaned against the wall. "She told me about the guy." Morgan almost growled "She told me she had met him at a coffee shop and that he had asked for her number but as she told me something seemed off about her. She said that guys that looked like him didn't normally come up to girls that looked like her. She said she couldn't believe it and me just having to use my profiler skills told her that maybe she was right and that he wasn't a good match for her. She misunderstood me, she thought I was saying that she wasn't good enough for a guy like that and I'm guessing she went out with him to spite me. Now look what happened."

Reid didn't know what to tell him, either way this probably would have happened. If she had met the guy and Morgan told her to go for it she would have gotten shot, Morgan had told her not to go for it and she still had gotten shot. "There was no way of knowing for sure Morgan" Reid said "now all we can do is be there for her."

"But she doesn't want me there" Morgan said the anger rising in his voice again.

"What do you mean?" Reid asked.

"She only wanted to talk to J.J. this morning and afterwards J.J. said she wanted to be alone, she didn't want to see me" Morgan stated.

"Or me" Reid said.

"What?" Morgan asked.

"You said she didn't want to see you" Reid stated "But you don't know that, she didn't want to see myself or Prentiss either. Maybe she's just self conscious right now or maybe she is just tired. She was, after all, only shot a few hours ago. You don't know if she is still mad at you, how do you know she hasn't forgiven you already?"

"I doubt it" Morgan said looking towards Garcia's room "I know she was still mad at me last night."

Reid looked at him questioningly.

"When we got back from the case last night I called Garcia to see if she wanted to go out. She was still angry, I could tell and she blew me off." Morgan said.

Reid patted his shoulder "Like I said, there was no way you could have known."

Reid's cell began to vibrate so he reached into his pocket to get it. "Reid" he said flipping the phone open.

"Reid" Hotch said "Is Garcia awake?"

"Yeah she is" Reid answered.

"Good, David and I are on our way back. We don't think it was a robbery..."

"No it wasn't" Reid cut in "She knew the attacker; apparently they were on a date."

"Damn..." Hotch sighed "Okay, we need to start on a profile. Go and talk to her now so we have a starting base for when David and I get there."

"Okay" Reid said.

"I'm going to call BAU headquarters and have them send over a sketch artist" Hotch said right before he hung up.

Reid put his cell back in his pocket "Hotch and Rossi are on their way back, they want us to start are profile."

Morgan nodded already moving towards Garcia's room.

Reid looked around for J.J. and Prentiss but didn't see them so he followed Morgan instead.

As Reid entered the room he saw that Garcia had her eyes closed. "Hey Garcia" he began "Hotch and Rossi want us to start a profile, if that's okay with you."

Garcia opened her eyes slowly and looked at Reid, she seemed to already know Morgan was there but wouldn't look at him "...I guess" she said.

Reid smiled and walked to the left side of her bed, the side Morgan wasn't occupying.

"Baby Girl" Morgan began gently placing his hand over hers, Reid watched sadly as Garcia drew away from his touch. Reid guessed she was still mad at Morgan. Morgan looked stung but he didn't say anything he just removed his hand slowly. "How are you feeling?" he asked after a while.

Still not looking at him, Garcia unconsciously touched her abdomen and winced "the morphine is wearing off so I'm in pain but I guess it's better for now since I should be clear minded to give you the profile."

Reid gave her a sad smile "So do you want to begin then?"

Garcia nodded "It's still a little hazy though."

"That's okay" Morgan said trying to be comforting but Garcia couldn't help wishing that he would just go away for now. "Anything you can tell us will be helpful."

During the whole interview she kept her glaze on either he hands or on Reid, she didn't once look over at Morgan; though she did answer his questions.

"Did this guy say what he did for a living?" Morgan asked.

"Yes. He said he was a lawyer" Garcia answered.

"Did people seem to know him where you went?" Reid asked.

"He said he wanted to show me some place. It was half an hour away" she answered feeling slightly exposed and stupid.

"You drove together?" Morgan asked "What did the car look like?"

She racked her memory "White. Four door sedan. It smelled new."

"Hmm" Reid began his brain gearing into action "A rental car maybe?"

"I don't know...it could have been. I don't look at things the way profilers do, I don't see danger..." she said her voice trailing off and Morgan thought he heard a hint of anger in her voice. He was beginning to understand the reason she was still mad at him and he hoped he could make it up to her.

"Did he seem nervous?" Reid asked.

Garcia didn't want to answer that, she shook her head "I don't know...he was" the memory hit her of when she turned around and him drawing the gun on her. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" Morgan asked, hesitantly brushing the tear away and for once she didn't move away from his touch.

"Yes. I'm fine" she answered slightly brokenly "I could hear him walking. He leaned over me and I held my breath so he'd think I was dead."

...

Reid and Morgan left Garcia for a few hours so that she could rest.

As they walked out of her room Reid said quietly "I guess she is still mad at you."

Morgan glared at him.

"Well she's been through a lot, I'm sure once she's feeling better she'll be back to her old self and not hating you in no time." Reid tried.

Morgan slumped his shoulders "I hope."

"Trust me" Reid said "A friendship like the one you guys have can't be broken over one simple fight. She just needs a little time."