The Adventures Of Venom

Criminal minds

Third person Garcia POV

Garcia would say she wasn't having a bad week. None of her friends have been close to dying or being kidnapped, the previous case the team worked hadn't been too hard. So in her mind not a bad week.

Garcia was currently on her way out of the local coffee shop with a cup of coffee in her hand and a phone in the other. "I'm just saying a cat cafe would always be a good backup plan" She said to the person on the other line.

"Oh yeah, because a group of profilers would make good workers at a cat cafe"

"Morgan just because you don't see my artistic vision doesn't mean it wouldn't be perfect" She rolled her eyes.

"Sure, believe what you want to believe," Morgan said, you could practically hear the eye roll.

"I will," Garcia said defensively.

"Turning away from your cat cafe ideas, what time are you gonna be here? Rossi keeps trying to show me vintage baseball cards, and as much as I love baseball he gets intense when he talks about it" Morgan said, the fun part was you couldn't tell if he was joking or not. He probably wasn't.

Garcia thought before responding, "Few minutes give or take"

"Great, it's not the same without you baby girl," he said fondly.

"I know. My presence literally brightens the room"

"It does, anyways do you think we'll have a case today or-"

Garcia paused as she passed an alleyway tuning out Morgan's talking. Further into the alleyway looked to be a body laying sprawled across the ground. To the looks of it no one else seemed to notice the body.

Garcia started to walk into the alley, "Morgan I might be doing something I regret later" she told the man on the phone.

Morgan sounded shocked when he said, "What? Garcia that never ends good. What are you doing?"

"I think there's a body?

"A Body?!"

"Stop freaking out the person isn't awake"

"HOW IS THAT BETTER?!"

"Don't know"

"Garcia where are you?"

"The corner of Bush street- Oh my God Morgan I think it's a teenager" Garcia put a hand over her mouth.

"Is the kid alive? Can you see breathing?" Morgan asked.

"I don't know- oh wait I think I see her breathing, but Morgan there's like a lot of blood" Garcia responded.

Over the phone you could hear Morgan yelling at people from his side of the phone. Garcia wasn't really paying attention to what was being said on the phone, her attention was trained on the girl laying in front of her.

She looked to have blond hair but it was caked with dust and blood, though almost everything she had was covered in blood and dirt. She had a few bad scars over her arms and Garcia could even see a bigger one pouring through the collar of her shirt. But Garcia mostly noticed the slight rise and fall off the girl's chest.

She was at least breathing.

Garcia remembered the phone in her hand and held it to her ear again, "Morgan what do I do?"

"We're sending some people out to help, don't worry. Can you try to stop the bleeding?" Morgan asked.

Garcia looked over the body, "I think so? It might be coming from her head though"