Garcia watched as Morgan withdrew himself from the group after his big press conference where he outed his darkest secret. She didn't even know how to begin to comfort him; he had always been there for her through everything, from getting shot to when Kevin cheated on her.

The month after Kevin cheated Morgan made sure to spend every spare moment with her, he took her to the park to walk along the lake, and to art galleries she wanted to see. Around the third week Garcia needed to let him know that he was free of his Garcia watching duties. In all honesty she didn't want it to end but she could feel herself falling more and more in love with him. He was being so attentive to her. It was a conversation she would never forget.

"hot stuff be free. You don't need to hang around your pathetic best friend anymore. Im feeling much better about Kevin."

He looked at her like she has two heads. "Pathetic best friend do you want to rephrase that?" he raised his eyebrow at her.

She had to laugh at his protective bone when it came to her. Even she wasn't allowed to bad mouth herself.

"Hot stuff I'm really fine, I'm sure you miss dating and having some alone girl time."

"Why don't you let me worry about that?"

"You can't be enjoying hanging around me all the time. It's really okay sweet stuff. Go be free." She walked into her kitchen trying to distance herself form him. She made it as far as the counter before he pressed his body up against her.

"What if I have all I want right here?" Her breath hitched at his words.

She was still facing away from him so he couldn't see the shocked state on her face. "Garcia, you know what I want. I've been waiting for years for you to finally be free of that jackass Lynch. I don't want to be free, I was to be..." He pushed his pelvis into her bottom "right here."

He lowered his head to kiss along her neck. "Derek, I don't understand?"

He spun her around so she would be looking in his eyes. "What we have is like nothing else. I love you Penelope, and if you'll have me I promise to make you happy for the rest of our lives."

A smile spread across her face. She leaned in and kissed him like she had always wanted to.

He had always been there for her and right now she needed to be there for him. When they arrived at there home he still hadn't spoken. He went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Garcia didn't know what to do? How could she comfort him if he wouldn't even open up to her? He had barely looked at her.

She sat on the edge of the bed waiting for him to come out of the shower. When he did he looked her up and down then walked over to the closet to pull out some nightclothes.

"Derek, I get that you don't want to talk right now, but when you do, I'm here." She said in such a quiet voice.

Once he had his bottoms on her turned to her, he tried but no words would come out. After about five minutes of them staring at each other she sighed and got up to go to the bathroom. After she showered and got her nightclothes on she made her way back into their bedroom.

He was already on his side facing away from her. Her heart broke wishing she knew what to say to make him whole again. She crawled onto the bed and gave him a hug whispering to him. "I love you, we can get threw this."

The next morning she woke up surprisingly before him. Normally he would be up way before her working out, but today he was still sound asleep. She looked at her phone and saw the message from Hotch asking her to come in as soon as she could.

She looked back over at Derek and sighed. She didn't want to wake him; he never slept to begin with. She got dressed and left a note for him that she went into the office early and that she would see him later.

She made her way into the BAU coffee in hand. Her heart was broken; how would she help her Hot Stuff? She knew whenever things got rough for him he would shut down, but right now he needed to open up to her.

She walked into her office and started to turn on her babies. Today was going to be a rough day she could already feel it.

About ten minutes later there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

She watched as the mail clerk entered her office with an envelope. "Ms. Garcia this was brought to us this morning with instructions to bring it to you as soon as you arrive in the morning." The young kid handed her the envelope.

"Thanks" She took it from his hands and looked at it for a moment. She didn't recognize the writing on top. She opened it and started to read the letter.

Her hands started to shake.

AN: I'm excited to be writing this with the amazing snoochie76. We expect great things to come from this story. -PolHop