Rosssi and Morgan made their way to the address given to them by Randall. Once inside her apartment both men were taken back.
"This place is amazing. Mikey really pulled through for her." Rossi said, looking around. "I texted Garcia to let her know I was dropping you off. They're going to grab something to eat then make their way here. She said to make yourself at home." He walked into the living room and headed to the window. "She has a great view." He turned to head back out of the door, "I need to head back to the office, we have a meeting with CT on the progress." He shook his head "this is going to be a long case."
"Yeah, that's fine. I'll just sit here and wait."
"Don't do anything stupid Morgan, she might not be my daughter by blood but that's just a formality. I have plenty of connections to make you disappear." He said before he walked out of the door.
Morgan didn't say anything, instead he sat down on the couch. Here he was sitting in her apartment, this is where she planned to start her life over, a life with his child and without him. How was he going to fix this? Every time he wanted to talk to her, his anger came back and pushed aside his logic and reason. He got up to look at the pictures around the room. There were pictures of everyone on the team but him.
When moving some around he found a picture of a sonogram. This must be the first picture of the baby, he thought. He was going to be a dad; he just needed to convince Garcia of that. He loved her; always had loved her. That night was the first time he'd made love to a woman and out of that love, a miracle appeared. He wanted to marry her, be her husband, her confidant, her biggest supporter; he wanted to have a house full of children with her.
He had to figure out a way to convince her of that. He pulled the picture out of the frame to look at it. When he flipped it over what he saw broke his heart.
Baby Garcia 9 weeks. My little Monkey, Mommy loves you and I'll never let anyone hurt you or make you feel unwanted. Can't wait to meet you.- Love Mommy
He took his phone out to take a picture of the sonogram. When done; he put the picture back and went to explore the apartment. He walked into the first room; he guessed it was Penelope's. There were baby clothes on the bed and bags full of baby needs on the floor. He picked up some of the items to examine them, wishing he was there to decide what to buy.
After looking at the items he moved to the next room. He walked into what he guessed, was the nursery. There were old sheets placed on the floor to paint. He walked over to the two colors samples she'd picked; one was green and yellow he assumed for a boy and purple and pink for a girl.
He walked out of the room and into the kitchen where he got himself a glass of water. He looked at the pictures on the fridge of her, Randall, Sandra, and some other guy. She was having a good time here. He closed the door and made his way to the couch.
He picked up a baby book and started thumbing through it to kill time.
"You sure you don't want me to come up, Pen? I can always stay." JJ said dropping her off in front of her apartment building. "Yeah, I'm sure. I have to do this alone."
"Sure thing Pen, if you need anything let me know, okay?" She nodded at JJ as she made her way to her apartment.
She took a deep breath and pushed open the door to see Morgan sitting on the couch reading a baby book.
When he saw her he stood up. "How did the appointment go? Is everything okay? Is the baby okay?" He had genuine concern in his voice.
"Yes, everything went well. He told me to lay off the dairy again but what the hell does he know?" She sat down on the couch.
When he sat down next to her he started to bounce his leg with nerves. "What did you find out?"
She grabbed her bag and pulled the sonogram picture out. She looked at it one more time before handing it over, "Derek Morgan, I would like you to meet your son."
He took the picture with tears in his eyes. He was having a son; a baby boy with his baby girl. He traced the picture with his fingertips. "That one is for you to keep. I had the doctor print out some extras for the team."
He turned the picture over to see Baby Garcia 19 weeks. He looked up at her. "Why doesn't this say baby Morgan?"
Here's where the shit was going to hit the fan, she thought. "This baby is a Garcia. I have no intention of giving him your last name."
"That's my baby, Garcia. He should have my last name." He said a little louder.
"It might be your DNA, but this is not your baby. This is my little miracle." she stood up to get some water. He followed her every move. "What do you mean it's not my baby, I created the baby, I was there."
"Yeah, I'm well aware of you being there, Derek. I'm also very aware of what you said the next morning. This mistake you created gave me a new reason to live." She grabbed her water and headed back to the living room.
"Penelope it wasn't a mistake, I just didn't know how to handle what I was feeling so I pushed you away and convinced myself I didn't love you. We made love that night and out of that love we created this." He placed his hand on her belly for the first time.
She pushed his hand away. "You only say that now because you'd never walk away from your responsibilities. Don't worry Derek, this little guy is not your responsibility, he's mine. Him and I are going to be a family and I hope one day I'll find someone and give this monkey some brothers and sisters."
"No Garcia, that's not going to happen, I will not let another man raise my son and give you babies. That's my baby that you're carrying and I have every right to make decisions on his behalf."
"That's where you're wrong Morgan. The second you dismissed me as just another one night stand you lost every right to me and anything that involves me and that includes this baby." Her blood was now boiling.
"I told you that night wasn't a mistake I just said that because I was scared to love you like I do. I have never loved a women like I love you."
"You don't love me, you just feel like you need to be responsible for the baby. I'm telling you Morgan you have no obligation to this child. We'll do fine without you."
"Why are you being like this? Why can't you just accept that I love you and want to be a father? I want to marry you and be a family."
She now had tears running down her check "You want to know why I don't believe you... fine. Those ten words you said are on constant repeat in my mind. I wake up and hear them; I go to bed hearing them. I don't feel that way about you and never will. I'm not the same person I was four months ago. I wont just come crawling back to you because you're a smooth talker. I'm stronger now; I will never be at your beck and call again. It's not just my life I have to worry about, Derek. All of my decisions revolve around this little guy. Everything I do is for him and I won't let him be brought into this world knowing his father thought he was a mistake. He will never feel like he was unwanted. This little man here is my whole world now, he's taken the spot you used to hold."
"I'm not letting you take him from me. He's mine, and there is no way in fucking hell I will let some other man raise my child. Look at your track record with men, Garcia. I'd never let someone you pick be around my kid. Let's not forget about Battle." As soon as the words were out of his mouth he regretted it. He went to move closer to her "Pen I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, I was just..."
She moved back from him. "No you're right. Look at my track record. You forgot one thing Morgan; you fall into that category, just like the rest of them. You know what? I wish I never loved you." She moved to the door, "Get out!"
"No, Pen, I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that I was just upset. I'm sorry please, I love you." He moved closer to her.
Her eyes held fire and rage. "I want you to give up your paternal rights. I'll have Randall's lawyer draw up the papers tomorrow. Expect them soon." She swung open the door signaling for him to leave.
"I'm not signing away my rights Penelope, lets just talk. I didn't mean it. I said something stupid out of anger. Please." He tried touching her arm.
She pulled away. "Get out of my house now, Morgan!"
He shook his head and moved to the door. "This isn't over Penelope. Just know that I love you." He walked out of the door only to hear it slam behind him.
AN: I know Penelope seems like a bitch here. It gets better I promise, I wanted a lot of angst. Derek will get his chance soon. Please review.