criminalxminds | Love Con. (fanfic) (Reply)

Okay I'm not too sure how to do this, I have seen it done before and figure why not share this with you guys? If any link is broken, tell me.

I'd also prefer that if you do have ff.net account, to review there, but if not, comments here are fine.

Title: Love Conditioned
Rating: Mature
Chapter: 1
Characters: Garcia Centered.
Pairs: Garcia and Morgan
Summary: Garcia has left the B.A.U and no one knows why. The only thing she can think to do now is the thing she loves, blogging. So she hacker passes time by telling her life story. Will she ever return to her family and get her life back to normal? (better one inside)
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5357361/1/Love_Conditioned
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Genkai-chan: Hey guys. I’m still trying to dip my feet into the Criminal Minds fandom. I do love it, Reid is of course my favorite but for this story there will be Garcia/Morgan romance. This is actually from a CSI:Miami fanfiction I have going on, so far it’s being well received and I want to know if I can make something good in this fandom as well. Please R and R and tell me what you think. Thanks. By the way, this is a frame story…meaning there is a story within a story. Penelope is going to be in the present writing about the past. Breaks will indicate her blogging which is in first person about the past events. Also note that as far as I am aware, we know little about Penelope’s background, history and whatnot so do forgive me if I improvise and you disagree with it. It’s the best I can do.

Disclaimer: I do not own this. Do not sue.

Summary: Something sparked the usual flirtatious woman to quit her job at the B.A.U. Even though her job was demanding and sometimes hard to handle, she loved it. Who knows what or who triggered her to leave? Was it a potential unsub or someone she knows personally? Was she threatened to leave or did she seriously left on her own accord? Dive into the mind of the one of the best hackers in the country and find out her side of the story. Penelope and Derek romance.

Love Conditioned

‘I think the only thing I’ll miss about the B.A.U is their super computers.’ Penelope Garcia thought to herself as she was sitting in her own little home tucked away in the state of Virginia. She sighed and stared at her laptop, and figured it would do for now. Garcia had on pink pajamas and her hair had blue streaks in them, she liked to mix it up from time to time as anyone from the B.A.U could confirm that. The only thing that was constant in her life was her perky, upbeat, attitude. It was what got her through the many cases that crossed her eyes every day. The hacker was sitting at her desk, looking at her laptop, thinking about doing something but right now she was too mad to think straight.

Yesterday Penelope Garcia told Agent Hotchner that she was resigning from the position of Technician and would erase herself from the systems. At 8:00 pm the blond drove away from the Quantico Headquarters in her black car and headed back for her small apartment in the inner city.

And so that was the basic reason why Penelope Garcia was not at work on this sunny Monday morning.

She left.

‘Well this bites; I should see what I can do now.’ She thought which was obvious. Standing up, she walked into her kitchen area and started a frying pan to make something for breakfast but as she was doing it, she decided she wasn’t in much of a state to handle cookware. Moving back into her room, she got dressed in a pink dress and a purple belt with black heeled shoes. Penelope then got her keys and got into her car, heading for someplace to eat. Arriving at a small diner a few blocks away she walked in and sat down alone. She ordered a cheese omelet and orange juice. In the back of her busy mind, she couldn’t believe she just quit like that. Then again, she was provoked to do so and she did not want to get into it right now.

Soon enough her food arrived and she started to eat; her phone was in her purse but still on. And as she was about to take her first bite, the phone started to ring. Sighing, she sat there, pausing with her fork in midair, just listening to it. She wouldn’t answer it. No. She just started to eat as the ring stopped. Garcia was in no mood to talk to anyone right now. The woman got up, paid her bill and left in about thirty minutes. When she got home, she looked at her phone and saw a voice mail and missed call from Aaron Hotchner. She sighed and set it aside. ‘One day, I am gone one day and he already needs me. Seems he’s the only one.’ She thought.

It wasn’t like her to get mad or angry but when you pushed her buttons for too long, she was liable to retaliate. Garcia seated herself at her desk and saw it was one o’clock. ‘Well not much of the day has passed, I guess I should just surf the web.’ She thought to herself and started typing away.

As she was trying to distract herself, she received an instant message from a friend who asked what was wrong since her status was: You’re Outta Sight, Outta Mind.

Garcia then proceeded to explain as little as she could and her friend just advised her to blog about her feelings. Since Garcia did love to blog on Myspace and other sites, she decided she would do just that. The Tech would blog about her life at the B.A.U and why it was now the number one place on her Hate List. Yes it was childish, but she was not one to take nonsense sitting down. Never mind the fact that she spent most of her days at a desk.

Logging into her account, she paused, rethinking her idea. She knew that if she did blog about it, there was a slim chance that it could be found and if information was leaked, she would be in a lot of trouble. Instead she just opened a Word Document and started to think about how to start.

My name is Penelope Garcia and I am from Berkley, California. I have spent the past four and half years working for the F.B.I with a team of fabulous individuals. But first I will tell you about myself…

I am an only child, I was going to Caltech but dropped out, I then went underground and became a very skilled hacker. Soon I was caught and brought in, but instead of being dragged off to a dinky prison cell, I was asked to work for the B.A.U which stands for Behavioral Analysis Unit. I then moved to Quantico, Virginia where I lived and worked. I’m not much of a social person and I enjoy online games where interaction is through a computer screen. Don’t judge me.

She paused and sighed, she still acted as if she was writing to an audience but it seemed easier then to be bland about it.

You want to know what annoys me? I work with these people who are like my family and somehow all of that can change within some silly little instant! It doesn’t make any sense! I left the B.A.U yesterday and don’t have a job to fall back on. I am sure I could always hack into one or easily find one that needs my talents but nothing would compare to being cooped up in my dark office, helping brave people catch criminals.

It wouldn’t.

So now what am I supposed to do with myself? I really can’t just go back. It’s a long story.

Garcia looked at what she had written and sighed, it was exhausting to see it in writing now. She looked at the small clock in the corner of the screen and saw it was almost three, she didn’t think time had passed that much, but she decided to write a little more and then take a nice cat nap.

I am just SOOO mad at him right now, I mean we go waaay back, and I honestly thought something was there. I may not be a profiler but I am not blind. We had something and maybe it wasn’t good in the end. How would I know? At any rate, thinking about this is making me go from angry to sad. And I don’t like being sad, so for now I am leaving.

Peace Out.

The woman got up and saved it and then laid on her bed, eyes staring at the wall as the birds flew around outside, ‘Lucky them, they don’t have to know where they’re going, anything.’ She thought. She closed her eyes and thought of a quote she had heard once from a poet named Henrik Ibsen. ‘A forest bird never wants a cage.’

‘Maybe I shouldn’t be in a cage anymore, maybe I haven’t found my calling…’

( I know it’s short, but my first chapters usually are, just so I can gauge how many people are reading and reviewing. If you want me continue, please tell me and I will. I love getting motivation. Thanks guys. )