Post by regan on Dec 13, 2009 22:17:25 GMT -5
Chapter 1 The Call
Hi. I'm Garcia. I am 30 years old. I am a tech godess. (I am amazing with computers, okay.) I work for the FBI, more specifically the BAU. My job is to find information on criminal suspects.The BAU is made up of; Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Jennifer Jeroe(JJ), Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi and Emily Prentiss.
So one day I was in my office playing a role playing game when suddenly my phone rang. I figured it was Morgan or Reid asking for information on our newest case. "Tech goddess here." I say
"Babygirl I need you to listen to me." I sit up straighter. He sounds weak. He NEVER sounds weak. I mean come on he's Morgan, Mr. Tuff Guy.
"What is it? What's wrong." I ask worridly.
"Whatever you do don't make the trade?"
"Trade? What do you mean trade? Your not making any sense! what are you talking about?" It comes out of my mouth in a rush. I wait to hear his awnser.
"Good morning Penelope." Says a pleasent sounding male voice. He sounds pleasant, but I know better then to trust him. I remember what happened last time I trusted a stranger with a pleasent voice. Yeah, like I'm really ever going to make that mistake again. Last time I ended up getting shot and almost died.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I ask shakily.
"Why Penelope you don't recognize me," He asks. He pauses Then I do recognize the voice. "and as for what I want... I want you."
"Uncle Henry? I thought you were in jail.." I am trembling all over now.
"I was. They let me out early because I behaved." He said making my spine tingle unpleasently. On the other side of the phone I heard an agonizing yell. I look around frantically then whisper.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask tears forming in my eyes.
"Meet me at the village coffee shop."
"When?"
"Tonight 9:00 P.M." He replies. I can tell he's smiling.
"Wait. Morgan said something about a trade...." I trail off when I realize what Morgan meant. He'll let Morgan go in exchange for me.
"It's simple. If you come to me I'll let him go."
"Promise?" I ask
"Promise." He says
"See you tommorow my dear." He taunts. I hang up. As soon as I hang up I dial JJ's number.
"JJ here." she says.
"JJ, it's Penelope listen." I replay the whole thing except for me agreeing to go because I know she would never let me go.
"You call Reid. I'll call the rest of the team." She says immediately.
I don't downplay it for Reid. He'll understand. Heck he might even offer to come with me or lend me his gun. Okay, so I don't really believe in guns, but I think this situation calls for one.
"I think I have an idea." I talk fast as if I'm afraid someone will come in any second.
"I could wear one of the microscopic ear pieces so we can communicate."
"That might just work." He says pondering this.
"Well, I think it's time to head to Hotch's office for a meeting." I getting.
"Alright, be there in five." Reid says.
Chapter 2 Team meeting
It was around lunch time. We were all sitting in Hotch's office. I couldn't sit still. I raise my hand.
"Yes Garcia?" Hotch asks.
"I need some air. Could I go outside for a few minutes sir?" I ask sheepishly.
"Alright, that would be fine." He nods like he understands.
"Maybe I should go with her. You know make sure she's okay. I mean you know how close she and Morgan are." Reid suggests.
"I think that's a good idea Reid." He says. Spencer follows me outside.
"You okay?" Reid asks quietly.
"Just a little nervous and jumpy." I reply just as quiet. "Couldn't sit still."
"Me either." He adds
"Spencer," I start. He knows it's serious because I only call him Spencer out loud when I really mean buisness. "Can I borrow your gun tonight?" He hesitates for less than a second.
"I thought you didn't believe in guns?" He asks
"I don't... I just thought this situation calls for one." I smile at him.
"Yes, You'll probably need it," He pauses. "But be careful." He adds as an after thought. "Do you know how to use it?" Reid asks nervously.
"Yes I know how to use a gun you idiot." I say, because I do.
"I'm not an idiot." Reid Jokes. Reid has an IQ of 187, an eidetic memory and he can read 20000 words per minute. In other words he's a genuis. But oddly he isn't very organized. His house is a mess, and when I say a mess I litterly mean it. But I guess that makes sense because he knows where everything is considering he has an eidetic memory. If you haven't already picked up on it an eidetic memory is the ability to recall images, sounds, or objects in memory with extreme accuracy and in seemingly abundant volume.
Hi. I'm Garcia. I am 30 years old. I am a tech godess. (I am amazing with computers, okay.) I work for the FBI, more specifically the BAU. My job is to find information on criminal suspects.The BAU is made up of; Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Jennifer Jeroe(JJ), Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi and Emily Prentiss.
So one day I was in my office playing a role playing game when suddenly my phone rang. I figured it was Morgan or Reid asking for information on our newest case. "Tech goddess here." I say
"Babygirl I need you to listen to me." I sit up straighter. He sounds weak. He NEVER sounds weak. I mean come on he's Morgan, Mr. Tuff Guy.
"What is it? What's wrong." I ask worridly.
"Whatever you do don't make the trade?"
"Trade? What do you mean trade? Your not making any sense! what are you talking about?" It comes out of my mouth in a rush. I wait to hear his awnser.
"Good morning Penelope." Says a pleasent sounding male voice. He sounds pleasant, but I know better then to trust him. I remember what happened last time I trusted a stranger with a pleasent voice. Yeah, like I'm really ever going to make that mistake again. Last time I ended up getting shot and almost died.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I ask shakily.
"Why Penelope you don't recognize me," He asks. He pauses Then I do recognize the voice. "and as for what I want... I want you."
"Uncle Henry? I thought you were in jail.." I am trembling all over now.
"I was. They let me out early because I behaved." He said making my spine tingle unpleasently. On the other side of the phone I heard an agonizing yell. I look around frantically then whisper.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask tears forming in my eyes.
"Meet me at the village coffee shop."
"When?"
"Tonight 9:00 P.M." He replies. I can tell he's smiling.
"Wait. Morgan said something about a trade...." I trail off when I realize what Morgan meant. He'll let Morgan go in exchange for me.
"It's simple. If you come to me I'll let him go."
"Promise?" I ask
"Promise." He says
"See you tommorow my dear." He taunts. I hang up. As soon as I hang up I dial JJ's number.
"JJ here." she says.
"JJ, it's Penelope listen." I replay the whole thing except for me agreeing to go because I know she would never let me go.
"You call Reid. I'll call the rest of the team." She says immediately.
I don't downplay it for Reid. He'll understand. Heck he might even offer to come with me or lend me his gun. Okay, so I don't really believe in guns, but I think this situation calls for one.
"I think I have an idea." I talk fast as if I'm afraid someone will come in any second.
"I could wear one of the microscopic ear pieces so we can communicate."
"That might just work." He says pondering this.
"Well, I think it's time to head to Hotch's office for a meeting." I getting.
"Alright, be there in five." Reid says.
Chapter 2 Team meeting
It was around lunch time. We were all sitting in Hotch's office. I couldn't sit still. I raise my hand.
"Yes Garcia?" Hotch asks.
"I need some air. Could I go outside for a few minutes sir?" I ask sheepishly.
"Alright, that would be fine." He nods like he understands.
"Maybe I should go with her. You know make sure she's okay. I mean you know how close she and Morgan are." Reid suggests.
"I think that's a good idea Reid." He says. Spencer follows me outside.
"You okay?" Reid asks quietly.
"Just a little nervous and jumpy." I reply just as quiet. "Couldn't sit still."
"Me either." He adds
"Spencer," I start. He knows it's serious because I only call him Spencer out loud when I really mean buisness. "Can I borrow your gun tonight?" He hesitates for less than a second.
"I thought you didn't believe in guns?" He asks
"I don't... I just thought this situation calls for one." I smile at him.
"Yes, You'll probably need it," He pauses. "But be careful." He adds as an after thought. "Do you know how to use it?" Reid asks nervously.
"Yes I know how to use a gun you idiot." I say, because I do.
"I'm not an idiot." Reid Jokes. Reid has an IQ of 187, an eidetic memory and he can read 20000 words per minute. In other words he's a genuis. But oddly he isn't very organized. His house is a mess, and when I say a mess I litterly mean it. But I guess that makes sense because he knows where everything is considering he has an eidetic memory. If you haven't already picked up on it an eidetic memory is the ability to recall images, sounds, or objects in memory with extreme accuracy and in seemingly abundant volume.
