Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

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QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER: what is that song that makes you emotional every time you listen to it? (mine is not the one mentioned bellow)

note to future self: don't listen to 'human' by Christina Perri while wanting to get an emotional Spencer

gimmie a fucking tish-

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21st of December.

Three days until Christmas eve and one more for Rossi's Christmas lunch and probably-extended-to-dinner party.

Garcia luckily remembered just in time that her newest friend probably didn't know about said gathering, as she had never assisted to one before. So, with Rossi's permission, the woman texted Thaleia, giving her the man's address and some other info about the event.

That had been before they left Seattle... and Penelope still hadn't heard back from the girl. She knew that her friend wasn't always available to check her phone- not only she worked for the government and was at anyone's disposition at any given time, but the girl had a job as an artist along with all her good acts towards children.

It was still unusual. Thaleia had confessed to the woman that, whenever the notification came from her, she always managed to find an excuse to get away from whatever she was doing and answer, even if it was just an emoji or a simple 'work', to let her know that she was busy.

"Hello?" the man's voice came through her headphones.

"Hi, Agent Jordan... it's- it's Penelope, Garcia"

"Oh, hi Penelope. Is everything alright?"

"Uh... I think so, Sir" she took a breath "I was just wondering if Thaleia is on a case or something... I tried to get in touch with her but she hasn't returned any of my calls or messages"

"What?" the woman felt how the Agent's mood changed radically "She's not with you?" he asked with an edge on his voice.

"What do you mean? No- I haven't spoken to her since our last case a few days ago" there was silence on the other side of the line, which only worried Garcia even more "Sir?"

"Penelope, her cell signal is coming from your tech room, and before that, your house. It's been like that back and forth since Seattle- she told us that she was gonna spend a few days with you- where the hell is she, Brenda?"

"Sir, that's the only tracker we have of her-" a woman's voice could be heard next to Jordan.

"What about the bracelet?"

"Same thing" the woman replied.

"Wait, a bracelet?" Garcia interrupted "One of my teammates gave me one, saying that Thaleia had bought it for me- rose gold with blue spheres"

"Shit... Penelope, is there a chance you can get to her place? We have an operation going on and I'm not allowed to leave, nor are any of my agents"

"Of course! I'll let you know when I get there" with a last goodbye, the technical analyst hung up and grabbed her things, ready to leave the BAU to look for her friend.

"Garcia!" the boy genius called out to her when he saw her fast-walk towards the elevator "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Not now, Spencer. I have to go, tell Hotch please. I'll be back when I can" the woman didn't spare the boy another second, pressing the button to the parking space multiple times in hopes that the doors would close faster.

"What was that?" Reid jumped on his spot, having been scared by the sudden voice of Derek Morgan "She looked like she was in a hurry"

"Yeah, I have no idea why" the two of them stared over to where the technical analyst had disappeared to, frowning in confusion at her sudden urgency "She said to tell Hotch she'd be back in a while... Family problems?"

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