Note- This was written for Fortune Cookie Fridays at Chit Chat on Author's Corner. This is prompt one. The prompt, which is supposed to be in the body of the fiction, is in bold. Inspired by the Garth Brook's song The Change. Lyrics from the song:

One hand reaches out to save a lost soul from harm. While a thousand more go unspoken for and they say "What good have you done by saving just this one?" It's like whispering a prayer in the fury of a storm. And I hear them saying "You'll never change things. And, no matter what you do, its still the same things." But its not the world that I am changing. I do this so this world will know that it will not change me... As long as one heart still holds on then hope is never really gone.

Thank God I Found You

Morgan and Garcia

August 2013

Considering the foul mood SSA Derek Morgan was in during the plane ride home from Detroit the smart thing to do would been to leave him alone. But Spencer Reid knew his friend too well. He knew Derek needed to talk about this last case.

Sitting down across from his friend, after they were already in the air, Spencer said "He's better off for having known you."

Derek's eyes shot up. He glared at Spencer, not wanting to hear what his friend had to say. At that moment Derek was overcome with misplaced guilt and frustration at the situation. He knew what he wanted but he hadn't had the guts to say it when he had the chance. And now it was probably too late.

"All he knows is his father is dead and he's gonna go to sleep tonight in a strange place not knowing who is gonna take care of him from now on. So what that I was nice to the kid? He don't get that I'm the one who killed his father."

Derek had to shoot a grieving father after he came after Hotch. The man had a gun and wanted to kill Hotch, because Hotch had killed his teenage son earlier in the day. That boy was their unsub. The only surviving member of the family was a six year old named Tony Sanchez who now was an orphan with no other family members to take him in.

Reid answered "No but he knows that you cared. He knows you wanted to keep him safe. We save the ones we can and have to forgive ourselves for the ones we can't."

Derek let out a long breath. He raked his hands over his face. "I just feel like I never make a difference anymore. I got into law enforcement to feel like I was making people's lives better for me coming into theirs. I just don't feel that way tonight. Not after leaving him there alone."

"A difference, to be a difference, must make a difference and you do, Morgan. You make a difference everyday. I don't think you're upset because you don't make enough of a difference in the world. I think you're upset that you didn't ask social services if you could take that boy in."

"Maybe but I can't make that call on my own. Besides it probably wouldn't happen, even if I went for it, with my job schedule and all."

"You wouldn't be doing it alone."

After a moment Derek's eyes lightened. "I guess its worth a shot, kid. I could look into it, at least."

Reid could tell that the heavy burden on Derek's heart was lifted because now he had a little small glimmer of hope that he could truly make sure that Tony Sanchez had a father again, a father whose love would forever be strong and guide the young boy to be a man.

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Derek rapped on Penelope's office door.

"Enter, mere mortal, and behold the Goddess of All Knowing."

He smiled slightly and walked inside. "Hey, mama."

She was facing her computer screens. "Come and see, my love. I've been hard at work."

Derek walked up behind his wife and placed his hands on her shoulders, massaging them gently as he looked at the screen. He furrowed his brows when he saw that she had hacked into the Detroit School System and was looking at Tony's school records. He had been in kindergarten the year before.

Penelope said "He's smart. He's reading at a second grade level already." Looking up and into Derek's eyes she added "I heard from a little birdie that you very much wanted to scoop this mini munchkin up and bring him home with you."

"Baby girl, that's true but don't feel pressured. We should talk about this."

"Definitely but we should talk fast because I want to get on the phone with social services right away and make sure that our little guy is okay and that they know he has a home waiting for him here. That is if you're sure?"

Derek gave her a small, tender kiss. "You're amazing. You never even met this child but you're willing to open your heart to him and bring him into our lives and home. How did I get so lucky to ever have a brilliant, generous, heart of gold Goddess like you fall for a schmuck like me?"

She gave him a big smile. "Your cute ass. I can't resist such hard, sculpted chocolate."

Derek threw back his head and laughed. Penelope stood up and wrapped her arms around her husband. She added "And the sexy way your voice rumbles when you say Baby girl."

"Baby girl," he said, in a very hot tone, as he stared into her eyes "I thank God for you."

"I thank God for you, my gorgeous hunk of a husband and soon to be baby daddy."

Derek smiled at her and went in for another kiss. They needed to take every chance they could get to make out now since soon, if fate was on their side, they would have a foster son who would be around cutting into their making out time.

He had a feeling that both him and Penelope would be happier than ever once that happened.

THE END