Spencer walked into the hospital room and saw Derek sleeping in the cot beside Garcia's bed. He could tell that at the slightest change to Garcia, Morgan would be awake and alert.
JJ was gathering her things and looked up at her best friend with a smile. Looking at Penelope, she leaned down and gave her a kiss upon her forehead. "I'll be back in the morning fairy godmother. Wake up for me, best friend," she whispered. She moved over to Derek and placed her previously used blanket upon his tired body. Giving him a ghost light kiss upon his forehead, she smirked when she noticed him squirm toward Pen's direction. She looked up at Spencer and she motioned him to move outside.
Spencer moved out of the room and JJ sat him near the waiting room. She laughed at his now professional appearance and asked him, "Where is that famous purple scarf of yours, Doctor Reid?"
Blushing, he replied, "I seem to have misplaced it recently."
"Upon a bed post! Dirty man boy!" she said laughing out loud.
"Jayje, we are in a hospital!" Spencer said trying to quiet his friend.
"Im sorry," she said swallowing her laughter. "Im just trying to imagine your seductive kinky glare and I can only see quirky!"
"You'd be surprised maternal one," he said shoving McDonald's french fries into his mouth.
"Okay Spinelli," she said rolling her eyes.
"Spinelli?" He asked looking up JJ with confused eyes.
"General Hospital nerd. The only reason I know that is that I relied on that show during maternity leave. I got hooked, luckily the world of hunting serial killers was too tempting to keep me in the adventurous world of Port Charles."
"That and it is a fictional reality that only exists with the unoriginal writers hired by ABC, NBC, and CBS who seem to recycle the same plot story lines every 5-8 years depending on society's current positions and opinions."
Reaching into his McDonald's bag, she stole his fries and told him, "You know how to be a buzz kill, Spencer Reid."
"Be careful, by eating these fries, I could hypothesize that you are one again with child." He said grabbing his Mcchicken sandwich.
"Don't you dare!" she yelped slapping his chest.
"Ow!" he said rubbing his sore chest. "From oil to tingler to slapping, my body is not caught up to speed for your abuse, Jennifer Jerrau."
"Big damn baby genius, thats what I think." She said grumbling.
Spencer turned and noticed Derek growl and reach for Garcia's hand in his sleep. "How long has he been out?" he asked sadly.
"Bout a half hour. He has been taking this really hard." JJ looked at her sleeping friend sadly. "If something happens to Pen..."
"We are all going to be crushed," Spencer finished her sentence, picking at his chicken like a small child would play with their food.
"Yes, but I don't think Derek would ever recover. Right now he is in a state of confusion. He doesn't know whether to be angry at the unsub or at himself. All that I know for sure is that he loves that woman more than words can describe and that if she doesn't make it through this, Francine Morgan will never have grandkids."
Spencer looked up at her confused but assumed not to ask questions. Sometimes it was just easier that way. "What are you going to do now?"
"Honestly, I need to contact local media to see their footage of the aftermath and talk to local, state and federal administrators to decide our next move. I want to focus on this case more than anything, but I have to be a realist. We are looking at massive relocation and reconstruction of the Quantico base. I need to figure out our team's position and discuss with Hotch about our upcoming actions."
"Sounds like you have a lot on your plate," Spencer said taking a sip of his Dr. Pepper. Doctor for Doctor Rebecca often liked to joke.
"Yes, but I definitely have time for our best friend, Spence." She leaned down and gave her young friend a quick kiss upon his cheek. "Call me if anything changes with Pen and let me know how Derek is doing. Remember doctors and staff are calling him Mr. Garcia. He will change the name when he's ready."
Rolling his eyes, he threw away one of the bags of McDonalds, waved to his blonde friend and entered Penelope's hospital room timidly. Stepping toward her, he started looking at her injuries, developing an idea of how she flew and landed from the building, visualizing every mechanical twist and turn. His eyes froze at the image of her cast, and he timidly touched it, almost afraid he'd hurt her more.
"Does it hurt?" she asked placing him delicately in the chair in her office.
"Only when I think about it, which is pretty much all the time." he replied watching her move about her lair. His eyes caught the attention of a circular container that smelled warm and delicious and his curiosity got the best of him. Reaching to open the container, his hands were quickly slapped away.
"No no no way you!"
"What?"
"These are for Hotch!"
Looking at her with disbelief, he asked her, "I get shot in the leg and I don't get any cookies? You know he's going to hate the attention!"
"It's cookies not cake." Penelope responded as if it was the most logical answer in the world.
"I was thinking about it, and in the entire time I have known Hotch I have never seen him blink." Reid said looking at her seriously.
"Do you think he stared down Foyet?" She asked sadly.
"I wouldn't have been able to, then again, Im a blinker." Spencer reasoned with a shrug.
Spencer dove into his research bag and pulled out a purple sharpie marker. On the spot by her ankle, a point somewhere in between Morgan's obnoxiously large statement and JJ's heart from her, Will and Henry, he put down With love from Boy Genius. "Garcia, you need to get up for me. You are like my older sister. And now I have girl news. You know that Morgan will harass me to no end. I need your help to keep him from crucifying me with teasing and pushing Rebecca away. She asked how you were last night. I need you to wake up and continue to get to know her so being in a relationship with her won't be a mistake. I could fall for her, but only if I know that it won't mess up. And you tend to know what's best for your little brother. Please wake up."
Spencer's attention moved to Derek when he moaned in his sleep. Looking back at Garcia, he continued. "You really need to wake up for your hot stuff. If we thought he was protective of you after Battle, we were naive to his surveillance and control of your health and care. You realize he is listed as your husband? I don't know if you would love or hate that. You and I both know that he only just recently learned of yours and Kevin's split. I just hope that you are ready for the intense amount of love you are going to be entering into when you open those curious brown eyes of yours. Derek Morgan isn't leaving you anytime soon."
Grabbing her hand, he leaned down and kissed her forehead softly. "I love you, Penelope Garcia. You are my sister and I need you to wake up for me. Please don't leave us."
"Baby Girl? Im home." Derek walked into their home and noticed a pathway of candles leading down the hall. The kids' toys were out of sight and the house was filled with jazz music, particularly Chandra Currelley. He knew his baby girl developed a sweet spot for her after the old Tyler Perry movie.
Following the path down the hall he called out, "Red Delicious? Come out wherever you are!"
Moving toward their bedroom the candles led to their bathroom and he saw her soaking in their tub with two glasses of red wine and a smile full of mischief. His heart beat rapidly as she got upon her knees, the bubbles only covering parts of her wet body and he grew hungry for her. "Welcome home Hot Stuff," she said motioning for him to come closer.
"My blonde bomb shell is back I see," he said motioning to her hair only held up by a clip.
"Yes, I thought it would be a good time to go au natural for a while."
"My baby girl, au natural? I like the sound of this," he said leaning to give her a kiss. Before he made contact, she pressed her finger to his lips and smirked at him.
"I want you to join me hot stuff," she said taking off his jacket.
"Where are the kids?" he asked swallowing hard as his goddess worked at getting him undressed, pressing seductive kisses along available parts of his body.
"Jade is at an away game but sleeping at Daisy's house tonight since there isn't school tomorrow. Trey is on his way to football camp, he left a very cute note on the side table for you to look at when you have a free moment." She leaned down and teased his pants, unhooking the belt and doing away with his jeans at a torturous pace.
"What about Orlando and Jasmine?" he asked, playing with the soft skin on her neck.
She kissed his hands and helped him out of his clothes. "Remember, overnight trip at the capitol?"
"That was this weekend?" he asked his eyebrows lifting up in surprise.
"Yes, its their fourth grade trip, Derek. All the kids have done it. However, this," she gave him a quick kiss, "is the first year," she kissed him again, "we get to be all alone for an evening," she said beaming with happiness. "Now, enter this tub and lay beside your lonely horny wife!"
Laughing out loud, he winked and replied, "Yes mam!" and stepped into the tub, pulling her into his arms. They both took drinks of their wine and he felt her relax completely in his arms. Kissing her by her temple, he whispered in her ear, "Thank you for tonight, Goddess. You are my everything."
"I know," she said with a laugh. "And you are my world, Derek Morgan. Never forget that."
"I love you, Penelope Morgan," he said looking deeply into the eyes of his wife of 15 years.
"I love you too, my chocolate Adonis," she kissed him deeply and whispered in his ear, "Happy Anniversary."
"Happy Anniversary baby girl," he moaned stretching in the cot.
"I don't know what anniversary you are talking about, Morgan, but I certainly am not baby girl," Reid said not looking up from his magazine about research findings in the gulf regarding the oil spill.
Stunned to hear the voice of Doctor Spencer Reid, he sat up quickly and tried to gain his surrounds. "Sorry hooker, I think you have some body oil I am missing. Mind giving it back to me?" he asked with a laugh.
Reid rolled his eyes and looked up from his magazine. "JJ told you Im assuming?"
"A mmmmm... Spence... where's his shirt? You little hooker," he said mimicking JJ's interpretation of the events that happened this morning. "What smells like oil?"
Reid looked over into the trash can and saw the crumpled bag of McDonalds. "Oops," he said looking at Morgan.
"You didn't think to bring me lunch?" he asked allowing hunger to settle in his stomach.
"I did but you were sleeping. And who like cold fries? I know I don't!" he said hoping he proved his point.
"Its cool, Reid. You needed to restore your energy after the long exercise filled evening you had," Morgan said with a smirk. "Remember, cardio vascular activity keeps the heart healthy and the mind clear."
"Thanks for the heads up," Reid said sarcastically.
"Any word from Hotch?" Morgan asked looking down on his Penelope.
"Apparently he instructed Prentiss and Rossi to investigate records of existing offspring of those in charge of the organization. I don't know how much luck they will have with that though," Reid said taking a deep swallow of his Dr. Pepper.
"Why do you say that?" Morgan asked.
"Rossi is pretty much computer illiterate and Emily is about to kill Hotch if he gives her one more petty "Im a woman and shouldn't hold a gun," assignment. I know its for her protection, but we will need protection soon," Reid said, continuing to his magazine.
With a laugh, Morgan kissed Pen's forehead and said, "You hear that Red Delicious? You need to wake up before your other musketeer kills Hotch! I know you know something I don't know about them baby girl. Maybe if I am a good man for you, you will let me in on the secret."
"TMI!" Reid said throwing his hands up in disgust.
"Really, that's TMI Mr. Tropical Island sex lotion!"
"It wasn't sex lotion! It was massage oil!' Reid said exhaustedly.
"As long as it wasn't Wesson oil, I think you are in good shape, Sir."
Both men's attention turned to the door and saw Doctor Juliet Ford and Nurse Austin with smirks on their faces. "Not to disturb your moment, but we need to run some tests on Mrs. Garcia since she has past the 12 hour mark since her surgeries. Mr. Garcia, I suggest you get some food or a soda and return here in thirty minutes. We will be able to answer more of your questions after examination of your wife."
Derek swallowed back emotion and kissed his baby girl's forehead and lips. "I love you Baby Girl. I will be back after lunch. Please come back to me." With that he and Spencer left the room each wondering what news Doctor Ford would be delivering them.