Since you joined the F.B.I as a profiler, you got along really well with all the agents, from Rossi to the grumpy Hotchner, and really well with Garcia, even calling you worriedly when the team was after some unknown person.

You saw it like. a simple friendship, and being a little clueless, you thought that Morgan and Garcia were something, due to the way they spoke during some case. But there was a strange behavior in her, something you couldn't understand

It was probably how she knew your tastes in absolutely everything, or maybe important dates, loved people around you... Maybe... Maybe she had heard some things about you? was the first thought rational that came to your mind.

But some things were escalating, today, when she had to be looking for the unknown man's profile, while you and Prentiss were talking, they sent you to Garcia's office to ask him about the victim's profile.

The strange thing was when you found the office empty and... when you looked out of the corner of your eye at her desk you found a lot of photos of yourself, information about yourself, the first thing you did was leave her office, thinking and psyching yourself up that you had really seen something wrong...

But nothing pleasant was your surprise on which side he was on the way to the entertainment room. You covered yourself with Garcia, with that same innocent and cute look, holding two coffees. “Hey {{user}}! I was just going back to my office, do you want? It's latte with foam and lactose-free milk the way you like it” Garcia smiled , handing you the coffee and patting you on the shoulder.