A/N: Sorry For The Delayed Update, I've Been Having Internet Problems But I Won't Keep You Guys Waiting So Here's Chapter 8! As Always Please R&R! ^.^
Chapter 8:
At Kevin's words Morgan almost slammed on the breaks but his baby girl was more important than stopping to deal with Kevin.
"What do you mean?" Morgan demanded from the driver's seat, speeding more.
"It means you're too late. She'll be dead before you get there." Kevin said with an evil chuckle. Morgan gave a low, angry growl. Reid called JJ on her cell and told her they needed to hurry. Hotch's SUV sped up right behind Morgan's. They reached their destination not three minutes later. As the team climbed out and prepared by putting their vests on as quickly as possible, Hotch turned to Reid.
"Reid, I want you to stay with Lynch." Reid gave a quick nod and climbed back into the car with the passenger door still open.
"What's the plan?" Prentiss asked.
"Rossi, JJ, and Prentiss, you three take the back way. Morgan and myself will take the front." Hotch spoke quickly. They all nodded and headed to where they were told. Hotch and Morgan stood in front of the front door. "On three." Hotch said. Morgan didn't wait, he just kicked in the door. He didn't care if Hotch would be pissed. He just wanted his baby girl back. Hotch followed right behind Morgan into the house. Rossi and the girls followed suit from the back. Shouts of "Clear!" could be heard throughout the house as the team cleared it. Morgan came across semi-hidden door off of the kitchen. He readied his gun and opened it, revealing stairs going down.
"Hotch!" Morgan yelled and Hotch appeared from the living room. Morgan motioned towards the stairs. Hotch nodded as they made their way down the stairs. At the bottom was a small six by six room with a door. They nodded at each other as Morgan opened this door. On the other side was an extremely dark room. Morgan found the switch and flipped it. In the center of the room stood Garcia, bound and bloody, with the UNSUB holding her as a sort of shield, with a gun to her head.
"Christopher, put the gun down." Hotch said, not taking his eyes off of the UNSUB. Christopher just laughed.
"Ok, you got me. I give up….You think it's that easy? There's no way I'm leaving this room until she dies." Christopher said. Morgan had to bite his cheek in order to not provoke the UNSUB.
"Christopher, you don't have to do this. You obviously don't want to if she's still alive" Hotch spoke calmly.
"I want to make her suffer. The way I've suffered after she killed my big brother!" Christopher spat out, pressing the gun harder at Garcia's head.
"She didn't kill your brother. Another agent did."
"You don't think I know that? She may not have pulled the trigger but it's her fault he's dead." At this point the rest of the team, minus Reid, was in the room, all with their guns pointed towards the UNSUB. None of them had a clear shot. If they fired their guns, they would hit Garcia.
"If you stop now and go with us-"
"And what?" The UNSUB cut Hotch off. "You'll make me a deal?" Christopher scoffed. "I kidnapped, raped, and attempted to murder a federal agent! If I go with you there will be no deal, I'll be a dead man." The team inwardly flinched at his words. They all actually took in her entire appearance. Her clothes were torn and there were a few bite marks on her, some of which were bleeding. They all felt nothing but pure hatred for what he has done to their personal ball of sunshine. Morgan gave a low growl but Christopher had not heard it and if he did he didn't acknowledge it. Garcia let out a quiet sob, the first sound she had made since they got into the room. Christopher smirked and gave a low laugh.
"What's so funny?" Hotch asked, annoyance in is voice.
"Just thinking. You know what? You're right. It isn't her fault my big brother, my only family, is dead." After Christopher's statement the room went still. Surely he couldn't be surrendering? It was never that easy.
"What do you mean?" Hotch wasn't sure what he meant but it couldn't be anything good.
"I mean what I said. It wasn't this little bitch here that pulled the trigger and killed him." He smirked. Christopher removed the gun from Garcia and pointed it at JJ, still shielded by Garcia. "It was her" He spoke quietly and pulled the trigger.
Screams and more gunshots filled the room as Garcia was thrown to the ground and Christopher was hit with four bullets. Morgan and Hotch rushed over to Garcia once Christopher hit the ground. Morgan scooped her into his arms and she sobbed loudly into his chest.
"Shh. It's alright, Baby Girl. I'm here. We all are." He ran smooth circles on her back. Hotch checked Christopher as Rossi knelt down and checked JJ.
"You ok, Jayje?" Rossi asked, helping JJ up.
"Yeah," JJ nodded. "Just a bump on the head. Good thing he shot the vest otherwise…" JJ trailed off. The rest of the team headed over to Garcia, whose sobs have subsided a little bit. Morgan and Hotch helped Garcia up and the team led her out of the house and outside to the waiting EMTs. She tried to tell them she didn't need to go to the hospital but Hotch demanded it. She couldn't help but smile inwardly that he cared so much. Another EMT checked JJ out and just gave her some ice for the bump that was forming on her head. Hotch went in the ambulance with Garcia and told the rest of the team he would meet them at the hospital. They nodded in agreement as they piled into the SUVs. Morgan and Reid made a detour at the local police station, giving a brief telling of what had happened and handed Kevin over. Once back in the car, Morgan turned to Reid.
"Did he have more bruises than he did when we left you two?" Morgan asked, turning the car on and driving off towards the hospital. Reid couldn't help but give a small smile.
"He tried to escape so I tackled him. Those practice sessions with you paid off." Morgan gave a quiet chuckle as they continued to drive.
At the hospital, Garcia was checked in and given a room right away. They ran some tests, but other than needing to get her wounds cleaned up and bandaged, she was fine. Nothing that would prevent her from leaving in a day or so. The team crowded around her bed and talked lightly about different things, Morgan never leaving her left side and Hotch never leaving her right. She couldn't help but tear up a little.
"Baby Girl, what's wrong?" Morgan asked softly. Garcia sniffed.
"I just can't believe you all care about me enough to be here, right now, with me. Finding me was part of your job but…" Garcia trailed off at the end. Her team just stared at her for a split second. Hotch grabbed her hand.
"Penelope, of course we care about you. We're a family and we love you." Hotch spoke in a soft voice and flashed a small but warm, comforting smile. She left a few more tears fall but smiled.
"Thank you all."
Garcia was able to leave the hospital two days later, the doctors just wanted to make sure the wounds wouldn't get infected or anything. Hotch offered to pick her up. He greeted her with a warm smile and he escorted her to his car. She climbed in and they drove off towards her apartment.
"Uh, sir? If you don't mind, can you drive me to the motel down the street after we stop at my apartment?" Garcia asked in a quiet tone. Hotch gave her a sideways questioning look.
"May I ask you why?" He asked. She frowned.
"I don't want to be there and be reminded of what happened. The same reason I moved before that. I don't want to remember what he…What he did to me every time I walk through that door." Hotch nodded in agreement. He didn't blame her but he really didn't want her to stay at a dirty motel either. He pulled up to her place and helped her out. He followed her up to her apartment. She unlocked the door and walked in. He couldn't help but notice her cringe at the sight of the bloodstain on the floor. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She walked past the kitchen and towards her bedroom. Hotch could only imagine she was packing a few of her belongings. She emerged her room fifteen minutes later with two suitcases, a backpack, and a laptop bag.
"This is all I should need for now." She said as she walked towards Hotch and the front door. He grabbed her laptop bag and one of the suitcases and followed her back down to the car. He packed her stuff in and hopped into the driver's seat while Garcia climbed into the passenger's seat. They drove and talked lightly. As they were nearing the motel Hotch drove right past it.
"Sir, where are you going? I said you could just drop me off at that one." Hotch shook his head.
"I'm not letting you stay there in a dirty motel by yourself. You're staying with me." Garcia couldn't help but have a dumfounded look on her face.
"I-I'm sorry. Did you say that I was staying with you?"
"Yes. If you don't mind. I would rather you be safe with me than alone at a motel. Besides, Jack really likes you." Garcia smiled a little at the mention of the little Hotchner. She loved him like her own son. Especially after what happened to Haley, she was sort of motherly figure for him.
"I don't mind. In fact, I prefer it, I just don't to seem like I'm imposing."
"You're not if I'm the one asking you." They drove in comfortable silence after that. They arrived at the Hotchner household and they climbed out of the car. Hotch helped Garcia with her bags and unlocked the front door. As soon as Garcia put her bags down she felt a mass latch on to her leg.
"Penny!" Jack Hotchner yelled and hugged Garcia's leg tightly. Hotch couldn't help but smile at the site. He picked up the rest of Garcia's bags and took them up to the spare bedroom as Garcia knelt down to Jack's level.
"Hey, Jack! What's up buddy?" Garcia asked him with a big smile on her face.
"I mades you a present! But you have to close your eyes!" Jack said excitedly.
"Ok, buddy." Garcia closed her eyes as she heard his tiny footsteps rush away only to return a few moments later.
"Ok, open!" Garcia opened her eyes and saw the biggest paper heart she had ever seen, complete with glitter, stickers, and a little drawing in the middle.
"This is for me?" Garcia asked and Jack nodded his head. "Who's that in the middle?"
"It's you, me, and daddy. Me and daddy are giving you a hug 'cause daddy said you had a boo-boo and I wanted to make you feel better so I mades you a picture!"
"Well thank you, Jacky. I love it." Jack beamed at Garcia as she hugged him tightly.
"Will you play with me?" Jack asked with puppy-dog eyes. Garcia smiled at him.
"In a bit. I need to talk to daddy first."
"Otays!" Jack exclaimed and ran off towards his bedroom. Hotch stood in the doorway and couldn't help but smile at the site of the two people he loved most in the world. Garcia sensed someone watching her so she looked up and saw Hotch.
"He really loves you, you know?" Hotch told Garcia. She smiled.
"And I love him." There was a slightly uncomfortable silence between them. Hotch wanted to tell her that he loved her but he was afraid she didn't feel the same. He felt like he'd be pushing it, he'd already asked her to stay with him. He looked down at his feet and contemplated his thoughts. He heard a soft sob and looked up. Garcia was hugging herself and had a few tears sliding down her face. He rushed over to her and embraced her.
"Pen, what's wrong?" She sniffed and looked up at him.
"I'm sorry, it's just that you're being so nice to me and I don't know how to repay you. I'm going to be nothing but a burden. I should go" Hotch hugged her tighter.
"You're not going anywhere. You're staying here as long as you want. Until everything is better and even after that." She clung to the front of his shirt and her heart leapt. Did he mean what he said? She felt a tug on her skirt and looked down. Jack was standing next to her.
"You should give daddy a kiss. That always makes me feel better when I'm sad and crying." Jack smiled innocently at the pair. Garcia couldn't help but giggle slightly. She looked up into Hotch's eyes and saw something she never thought she would see. Love. Love for her. He smiled at her and captured her lips with his and kissed passionately. Jack giggled and ran off. Hotch and Garcia pulled apart. Garcia was slightly out of breath.
"Are you my Spiderman?" Garcia asked, hope in her eyes. Hotch smiled back at her.
"Only if you're my Mary Jane." She smiled back and kissed him again. After everything that has happened she was happy she had someone to help through the tough times. She knew that with Hotch by her side she can overcome anything. She finally had her Spiderman.
A/N: *Gasp* It's Over! This Was The Last Chapter! This Was Going To Be Spilt Up Into Two Chapters But I Just Kept Writing And Just Kept It One Longish Chapter. I Hope You Enjoyed This Fic And Thank You To Everyone That Has Read/Alerted/Reviewed! You Guys Are Wonderful! I Am Planning A Sequel To This. Depending On How It Turns Out Determines On Whether or Not I Post It. Thank You Again Guys! ^.^
~Bibi
