7. Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned

A knock on the Technical Analyst's office door brought her from her attention on her screen."Enter my lair if you dare!" she said as she used her finger magic as the last of her paperwork. It had been a couple of days, and thankfully the case wasn't too difficult for her furry friends to solve. They were on their way home, and she would finally be able to greet her least favorite profilers in the world, but she couldn't help but love them all the same. She also decided it was time to quit running from Derek, he had been tortured enough especially with their recent case. Her handsome chunk of chocolate had been battling his religious views, and the last case didn't make it easier. The unsub had been molested as a child by his own priest, which in the end made him snap and went on a Priest hunting spree.

When her door opened, she swiveled around in her chair. What greeted her was someone she didn't expect; Tamara Barnes."Um, hello Ms. Barnes what can I do you for?" she stammered and stood up. She was told by Derek that Tamara knew, but it didn't make it any easier in facing the woman. She smoothed her floral skirt, and straightened her florescent pink blazer."If you're looking for Special Agent Morgan he will be back in a few hours."

"I know, but he isn't why I am here." Tamara said sternly. Her dark eyes looked over Garcia in great distaste. He kissed this woman? Why? What is so special about this... childish computer nerd ? Tamara asked herself.

"O-oh, um would you like some coffee? My break is up, and I really need some caffeine."

"That sounds sufficient." the dark skinned woman said and pursed her lips together."Besides I wanted to talk to you about something important anyway."

Penelope only nodded as she fixed her glasses. She grabbed her oversized bag, turned off her babies, and grabbed her cell phone before leading Ms. Barnes from her office. Nerves took over Penelope's body. What did Derek's girlfriend want to talk about? The kiss? She sure as hell hoped not, but knowing her luck that was exactly what it was about.

Oh did she curse the day when her Adonis planted his lips on her's.

Taking Tamara to the coffee shop across the way from the BAU she chewed on her pink painted lip. She had ordered her favorite beverage and sat at one of the tables. Tamara had taken the seat in front of her. The woman looked as if she was on a mission, and by God she was.

"What is your relationship with Derek?"

Well, aren't you blunt? Garcia groaned inwardly and took a sip of the hot caffeinated drink."Well, we work together, and we're best friends that's it. I swear."

The look on Tamara's face screamed that she didn't believe the red head.

"Listen what we did was wrong, he kissed me first, and I kissed him back. I know he had you, and I'm sorry. We were both drinking, and it was completely on accident that it happened." Pen rambled.

"You talk to much, shut up. Just keep your fat little fingers off of my boyfriend. I don't even see what he sees in you. Men like him don't go for women like you, he goes for women like me, which is why he is mine." she hissed and leaned over the table."Cross the professional line again, and I will make you regret it. You're nothing but a home-wrecker, and that's all you'll ever be." The enraged woman lifted up her, now cold cup of Joe and threw it on Penelope before storming out.

It was easy enough to say that Penelope was shocked, and disgusted in herself. Tamara Barnes was right. And the taller woman had every right to say the things she said, and done because it was all true. She was a home-wrecking, larger woman. Derek Morgan had been drunk. If the perfectly sculpted piece of muscle was sober he wouldn't of ever kissed her .He wouldn't ever cross the room for her. Just like she had said to him when the incident with Battle happened, she was just the girl who would be up against the back wall; the girl Derek wouldn't ever be attracted to.

She knew she wasn't the thinnest thing on the block, and she knew she didn't attract the hottest of men (mainly geeks like Kevin) but she was confident nevertheless. But now? Her self-esteem was at an all time low. She was covered in coffee, her outfit was ruined, and her make up was running down her face.

With shaking hands she grabbed some napkins and started to try and save what bit of her outfit she could. She wiped off her face, grabbed her car keys, and she drove herself home .She needed to change, and to get a hold of herself. She couldn't let anyone see her like that. She couldn't let anyone know what had transpired between her and Ms. Barnes.

Penelope wouldn't ruin Derek's happiness because of a bit of spilled coffee.

Penelope even had time for a quick shower, but she reapplied her make up in the BAU bathroom near her office. She was in pristine condition by the time her friends, whom were like family, walked into the office. She forced a smile on her face as she walked over giving each of them hugs, and cheerful greetings. She saved Derek for last, hoping he wouldn't see through her disguise, or anyone else for that matter. But the look Rossi had given her let her know he was going to want to speak to her later. God I hate Profilers. Pen finished her rounds of hugs, and was glad when Hotch dismissed them for their own lunch break leaving Penelope to finish her paperwork in peace (or at least she hoped).

Like a busy bee, Garcia headed right for her office, closing the door quickly behind her. She let out a sigh of relief knowing she had escaped a confrontation with Dave Rossi for a least a short time. Sitting down at her babies, she turned them back on and licked her lips as she began to type away.

A/N: Okay a short-filler chapter I know, but I have lost my mojo recently. I pictured Tamara would be a complete and utter bitch to our favorite techie because of what indeed transpired between our most loved pairing. So that is why I made her a bitch in this chapter. She seemed to have that tendency when things happened that she didn't like, so there is Tamara Barnes!

Hope you enjoyed, and hopefully I'll have my mojo back in time for chapter 8.