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Prompt 13: Yellow

Title: What Garcia Knows Might Hurt Help Morgan

Author: Fireness

Beta: None

Characters (Pairings): Morgan, Garcia, Reid (M/R)

Rating: FRT?

Warning(s): Pre-slash

Spoilers: None

Summary: Garcia loves playing matchmaker.

Word Count: 1219

Author’s Notes: Well, I haven’t given up on the prompt table entirely. It’s just between classes, homework, work, taking the GRE, applying for grad schools, and trying to have a social life, I just don’t have time to write any fanfiction. Hopefully, however, there will soon be more to come. Not sure I got the voices right, though; I’m a bit rusty in the CM fandom.

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me.

Prompt 13: Yellow


“C’mon in, Baby-girl, have a seat on the couch. I’m just gonna go grab the food, then we can start the movie, ‘kay?”


Garcia grins up at him, play-flirting, and hands over the bottle of Merlot she is holding. “Brought you a present, my diamond in the rough.”


“Hmm, I always thought of popcorn and chocolate-dipped pretzels as more of a white wine type, but I suppose this will have to do.” He winks at her before disappearing into the kitchen, just barely catching the tongue she flicks at him out of the corner of his eye.


Mumbling under her breath about men and uselessness, Garcia takes her usual seat on the couch. In front of her, on the coffee table is the movie of the week: Snatch. She has never heard of it before, but Morgan claims it’s good. A guy flick, to be sure, but then again she got to choose last week, and after making Morgan suffer through Titanic, she won’t begrudge him this little bit of testosterone-laden violence. Besides, it has Brad Pitt in it, so that has to make up for all the manly-guyness.


Her attention is diverted, however, when Clooney jumps up into her lap, clutching something yellow and soft in his mouth. “What’s this? A new toy? Daddy sure does spoil you, doesn’t he?” She wrestles it away from him and is about to throw it across the room for him to fetch, when she suddenly stops – it’s not a toy after all, but a sock. One she recognizes.


Morgan returns at that moment, balancing huge bowls of snacks along with two glasses and the bottle of wine. “Here we are, Lady Love, a feast fit for two very exhausted Fibbies. Your wine, Mad- what?”


She holds up the sock. “Where did this come from?” She tries to keep the smirk from sounding itself in her voice, to no avail.


He frowns, glances at his dog. “Clooney must’ve snagged it from my drawer. Thinks all my socks are his personal chew toys.”


The smirk has spread to her eyes now. “I didn’t know yellow smiley faces were your style for footwear.”


A casual shrug. “One of my sisters probably bought it for me. I don’t really care all that much about what goes on my feet.”


Unable to stop it, she feels the smirk break out across her lips. “Morgan, this sock belongs to Reid.”


There is a flash of panic, quickly concealed by bewilderment. “I- are you sure?”


“I bought it for him last Christmas, along with about five other pairs just as obnoxious. Told him if he wanted to make a statement with crazy socks, he might as well go all out.”


“Hm, well he must have left it here by accident.” Not looking her in the eye, he reaches over to grab the DVD box.


She glares at him suspiciously. “And what is Reid doing taking off his clothes in your home?”


Morgan nearly chokes on thin air. “He wasn’t- Don’t just- I invited him over to watch a movie! He was just trying to get comfortable.”


“Are you cheating on me, Derek Morgan?” She feels like she has just stepped into the Twilight Zone, where tough, manly Morgan has been turned into a stuttering, incoherent (dare she even think love-struck?) fool.


“Hey, you never said we had to be movie-exclusive.” He seems to be getting back into a relaxed state, though nowhere near his usual playfulness. “The kid looked like he could use an evening of zoning out in front of the TV.”


“What did you guys watch?”




“Come again?”


“I said, Sleepless in Seattle.” She had never seen such a dark man blush so deeply before.


“Jeez, Morgan, could you have been any more blatant? Maybe you should have just worn a sign that said, ‘Spencer Reid, I want to get in you pants.’ Better yet, you should have just answered the door naked.”


His glare is somehow less than effective. “Come on, Mama, don’t make fun. You can’t tell me you haven’t thought how much fun he could be if given half a chance.”


No, she honestly couldn’t. There was just something about those eyes and that little smirk he wore sometimes when he was teasing his coworkers that made him downright sexy at times, but still…Morgan? “Couldn’t you have been at least a little subtle?”


“Hey, I didn’t choose the movie. He said he’d never seen it before.”


A snort. “And I’m sure you were so incredibly reluctant to watch it, weren’t you.”


“I put up a good show.”


“Uh-huh. So?”




“So…” She gestures vaguely. “How was it?”


“The movie? Sucked balls, and not in the way I was hoping.”


“You mean you guys didn’t…”


“Nope. He thanked me for a good time, put on his shoes and left. He had his socks in his pocket, but one of them must have fallen out on his way to the door ‘cause I found it the next morning. Meant to give it back to him, but I forgot.”


“And in the meantime you’ve been keeping it in your sock drawer?”


“Where else would you keep a sock?”


“Under my pillow, if it were yours.” She grins at him wickedly before putting on a more serious face. “Is he even gay?”


“Oh yeah. The question isn’t about his sexuality, it’s more about getting him to realize I want to have sex with him.”


“Is that all?” Her tone is deceptively neutral.


He hesitates. “No, that’s not all. I don’t know why, but I’ve felt more about him than I have anyone other than you in a very long time. I just…can’t place it, exactly.”


“You really are in love, aren’t you?”


“I wouldn’t go that far.”






A pause, while they both dwell on their own thoughts.


“So when’s the next movie night?”


He frowns at her. “It’s tonight, innit?”


Rolling her eyes, “I meant for the two of you.”


“Oh. Wasn’t planning on one.”

“What? Why not? Call him right now and tell him to get his butt over here. I’ll stick around for a while and then magically remember there’s something I have to do, and you two will be all alone to appreciate the godliness that is Brad Pitt’s half-naked body.”


He laughs. “Nothing doin’, Mama. He’s probably busy or something.”


“I’ll put my money on the ‘something.’ What’s Reid going to be doing on a Friday night without all the rest of us? Call.”




“Fine, I’ll call.” She pulls out her mobile. “And I’ll tell him exactly why you want him to come over for movie night.”


He pounces on her. “Don’t you dare, Garcia. I’ll call him, alright?”


Garcia settles back, satisfied. She loves playing matchmaker. As Morgan hits speed dial number three, Garcia plots. If it really is just a question of getting Reid to see the potential, this should not be too hard. A few lines, a couple of well-placed innuendoes, and before you can say ‘Penelope, you’re the best,’ the two should be on their way to a romance ten times better than Brokeback Mountain. And if she plays her cards right, she might even get a chance to take a few pictures for herself. Preferably without their knowledge. Bonus points if they’re in bed.


( 26 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 4th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC)
I loved this. I do have a soft spot for Penelope playing matchmaker. I've love to see a follow up to this.

And on a second note, I love your icon. I love that scene. ;-)
Oct. 4th, 2008 10:52 pm (UTC)
Hehehe, thank you. :D As for a follow-up....perhaps the next time I feel the need to procrastinate. XD
Oct. 4th, 2008 10:22 pm (UTC)
This requires a follow-up, 100%. <3333 You've still got their voices, for sure. And I love your Garcia. So devious. :D

Oh. Neglected to mention—I'm empathy_apathy, back from the writer's block grave. You had me worried when I came back to bau_fic and didn't see you posting! Haha.
Oct. 4th, 2008 10:23 pm (UTC)
ps. Math is STILL better with the word "smexy" involved.
Oct. 4th, 2008 10:56 pm (UTC)
*Hugs* !! Haven't talked to you in ages! I see you've started a new series - will definitely have to check that out. It's been pretty much one thing after another over here, so I haven't had the inspiration/time to write anything until now. Am working on another mini deathfic, though (bad Fireness!), which I should put up within the next few days. More of a dialogue-based short. :P

Hehehe, I took a practice GRE test today....the math parts made me want to cry, since I haven't taken any math courses in two years....if only there was the word smexy somewhere in there, I think I would have gotten all the answers right!
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:08 pm (UTC)
Ooh, fun. I'm failing college math right now! Oh, functions. D: So not smexy.

Actually, the "new" series is a rewrite of Breaking Spencer Reid that suddenly took on a mind of its own. I re-read the original and spent the whole time either laughing at myself or wailing in agony. JEEZUS it was bad. <3;;;; So I really wanted to finish it, but I figured, hey, in for a penny, in for a pound. 'Tis a vast improvement over the BSR trainwreck. :D
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:14 pm (UTC)
Awww, don't you hate it when you're rereading something you wrote and you're going 'holy crap, what was I on when I wrote this??'

Urgh, I just got bitten by a plot bunny for a follow up....perhaps two....Reid talking to Prentiss about movie night with Morgan, and then he gets Morgan's phone call.... But then, of course, my readers will demand even more (DX), so I will have to write a sequel to that that depicts what happens when Garcia makes her exit....

Oh, and also did you see the most recent episode?? Spencer's haircut and Morgan's reaction!
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:21 pm (UTC)
Heee, his hair. <3 And yeah. Old stuff is pretty terrifying. As soon as I saw that in the first two pages I'd described a cell phone as shutting with "explosive force" and called a walk a "gait" and used the phrase "silence yet remained in the void", I was like OH MY GOD YOU PRETENTIOUS ASS SHUT UP at myself from a year ago.

I'm getting wicked, evil little angstbunnies. The worst one I have right now is a future-fic where Hotch's sense of hearing has eroded completely and Reid communicates with him through sign language while hiding the fact that he's started to show symptoms of schizophrenia. D: I don't want to write it, but I do at the same time. Hnngh. I hate writing angstfics, I'm a hardcore happy-ending type.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:24 pm (UTC)
I blame the writers for setting us up with so much angstilicious material. D: I'm pretty sure the only person who does not yet have a chance for supreme despair and suffering is Emily....
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:27 pm (UTC)
Until next week. That promo for her and Reid being trapped in that compound possibly had her getting pistol-whipped with an assault rifle and definitely had some choking noises offscreen and Reid looking worried.

OH GOD. Speaking of Emily, I can't believe how obnoxiously I portrayed her in the first chapters of Breaking Spencer Reid. Like, I wanted to punch myself. She's awesome, how did I not like her?
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:30 pm (UTC)
I haven't actually seen the trailer yet...Hmm, I wonder if they have it on cbs.com or youtube yet...

Hm, I think it had something to do with she came across as a pretentious assface in the beginning? But yes, she has graduated from assface to awesome now.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:34 pm (UTC)
I think I just resented her taking Elle's place. Same with Rossi and Gideon.

Oddly enough, I prefer Emily and Rossi these days. They definitely grew on me.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:35 pm (UTC)
Me too. What I didn't like about Rossi was his whole angst over that unsolved case, but now that it's over I like him a lot better.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC)

Besides, he's Joe Mantegna. I think I'm obligated as a Simpson's fan to like him. <3;;
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:41 pm (UTC)
He played an awesome character on The Starter Wife XD I just love his voice. <3
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
I've grown up hearing his voice. The familiarity is comforting. <3

Actually, on the Rossi subject, that's actually one of the major changes in the rewrite—bringing Rossi in halfway. He and Hotch are somewhat close, but not in the same way Hotch was with Gideon, which is fun to explore. And I get to play with his character, which is just plain fun.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:47 pm (UTC)
Yay for playing with characters ^-^ Does this include poking him with a sharp stick? (Haha, just kidding...I need sleep).
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:52 pm (UTC)
Oh, I need sleep too. ^^;; I'm falling into old habits again.

No sharp sticks, but he is doing a bit of sharp poking verbally to everyone else, which I am enjoying beyond belief. :D I worry sometimes I'm making him too much of a snarky bastard, but OH IT IS SO FUN. <33333
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:54 pm (UTC)
Snarky bastards + smexy accents = the best characters ever. XD

*Off to read your story, will comment there. :D)
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:54 pm (UTC)

I didn't expect Morgan to break down so easily. Of course, the incentive was there...

I'm looking forward to more.
Oct. 4th, 2008 11:56 pm (UTC)
Yeah, Morgan was definitely OoC in this bit...He doesn't really strike me as the type to go all stalkerish on the guy he likes, either.

Thank you, I will try to have more up ASAP. By ASAP I mean another couple of months XD
Oct. 5th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)
Awww... why does the word "cute" stuck in my head after reading that? You managed their voices very well and I loved their playfulness. Lovely story.
Oct. 5th, 2008 04:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much. ^-^ Is there any other word to describe Morgan and Reid other than "cute"? Well, perhaps "sexy" "adorable" and "brilliant" but I think cute is definitely the best. XD

*Major icon love to you* 0o0
Oct. 5th, 2008 11:48 pm (UTC)
My friend actually recommended this fic to me and when I saw who wrote it, I was like OMG xD

I loved it <3
Oct. 6th, 2008 02:24 am (UTC)
Hehehe, it's been a while, hasn't it? XD I <3 your friend.

Thanks much, dear!
Jun. 5th, 2009 04:23 am (UTC)
Just lovely
voices just right
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