Chapter 8
2 months forward.
The team was send on a case in New York, Elisabeth stayed behind to help Garcia out.
"Hey gorgeous, what do you need my magic fingers for?"
"Hey baby girl, I need information about Ivy Jans."
"Feel my speed." Garcia said.
But that didn't really go as planned, she didn't even finish typing the name when she stood up and ran out of her office.
"Pen?" Elisabeth yelled.
"Liz, what's happening?" Derek asked.
"I don't know Derek, she just ran out the office. I'll finish the search for you."
She gave everything she found to Morgan. Garcia came back a few minutes later looking rather pale.
"Pen, you ok? You look pale."
"Yeah, I'm just a bit nauseous." She said.
"What did you eat?" she asked worried.
"I don't think it's something I ate." She said.
"Penelope, what do you mean?"
"I've been nauseous for a couple of days now. I think I might be pregnant."
"You what?! That would be so great. Ok, why don't I go to the store and get a pregnancy test."
"Yeah, thanks." Penelope answered.
Elisabeth left to the store around the corner. It only took her ten minutes to be back. Garcia was sitting at her computers on the phone with Derek, flirting as usual. It made her smile, because no matter what happens those two always have each other to hold on to.
"I'm back." Elisabeth said.
"Hot stuff, I gotta go."
"Talk to you later, mama."Derek said.
She hung up and turned to Johnson. Seeing the bag in her hand, knowing what was inside it got her nervous.
"You want to take it now or later?"
"Better do it now. I'm scared Liz." Penelope said.
"I know, why don't you take the test and come back and we'll wait for the result together."
"Thanks, Liz." Penelope said and left to the bathroom.
Meanwhile in New York.
The team was about half way with a profile; Derek was getting frustrated by the fact that he didn't know what was wrong with Garcia.
"Ok, so far we have a white male between 25 and 40, probably married, fits in the community." Hotch said.
An officer came in.
"We have another victim."
"Where?"
"Behind this building."
"Excuse me? Did you just say behind this building?" Reid asked.
"Yes, I don't know how though." The officer answered.
Everyone followed, although Derek wasn't really concentrating on what the officer was saying. Reid noticed this.
"Derek, you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just worried about Garcia."
"She'll be fine, it's probably just the flu or something she ate." Reid tried to reassure him.
"I guess you're right." He was still with his thoughts to Garcia, barely concentrating on the case.
The victim was a 30 year old male, his throat slashed open. It is the same MO as the previous 3 murders. The murder weapon was lying next to the body. The blood followed a certain pattern, the UnSub made it clear to make a sign with the victims blood. They went back to the conference room inside the building.
"How can this happen? We were here the whole time." Emily said.
"Because he wasn't killed here, he was put here when he was already dead." Reid answered.
"What do you mean Reid?" Hotch asked.
"If he would've been killed here, there would've been way more blood under the wound. Seeing as he cut the throat open he cut the main artery. The blood that was used for the sign was probably taken from the vic and dropped here in that specific pattern."
"So we still have to find where he killed his victims."
