A/N: To be completely honest I haven't seen all of Criminal Minds – I know, I know, I'm working on it. I have it ordered (seasons 1 -8 so far) and on the way to my house as I write this. Most of my information I gathered online so I hope it's pretty accurate. I only seen episodes with my sister-in-law to be while she was sick from school and I was looking over her. I saw another set of episodes on my day off the other day and I'm obsessed.

Same Book but Never the Same Page
Chapter One :: A Second Glance

Garcia sat at her computers, multiple information on each of the screens. She was making a file for case they just solved. While the information was downloading for a file transfer she gazed upon the screen which had the picture of a female on the left column. The girl had an all-out, teeth flashing, grin; the smile reach way up into her brown eyes. Her hair was a light reddish brown with two white streaks that framed her face, much like Rogue from the X-Men movies. The page itself looked like a blog, or an online journal. The current update was marked April 10th, which was just the day before. Garcia let out a chuckle at something she read and smiled.

The door of her office swung open causing her to panic and minimize the screen, knocking over some of her knick knacks in the process. "What was that Baby Girl?" Morgan asked catching only a glimpse of a picture on her screen before it disappeared. "Nothing important." She smiled at him as she spun around to face him. He gave her the 'I don't buy it' look before he spoke again. "We are going to dinner, you coming?" He asked. "Sure, where are we heading?" She started gathering her things together. "The steak house that J.J likes." He stated. "Alright, give me a minute I'm just finishing the file transfer. I'll meet you in the lobby in a moment." He stood there and raised a brow. "I'll just wait for you."

Normally she wouldn't mind but she wanted to finish reading the online post. She fiddled with the bottom of her skirt and started getting flustered, in a nervous tone of voice, she spoke. "No, no it's fine. It will take two minutes and I'll be right down." He stared her down. "I can wait two minutes." He looked at her for a moment and sighed. It wasn't like her to keep important things from him. "What's this really all about?"

Garcia was still fiddling with her hands as she looked down at his shoes. "I'm not ready to talk about it." She whispered. "I'll tell you when I'm ready – I promise." She looked up at him, obviously upset. "Are you in trouble somehow?" He asked, concerned of his best friend. "No, no trouble. Just personal things." She hoped he understood.

"Alright, you better not be lying. I'll give you a minute." With that he turned around and walked out the door. Garcia spun around in her chair and maximized the screen again, she felt bad about not telling Derek; she told him almost everything. She smiled at the picture of the girl before closing the webpage out altogether. She checked over her transferred files to make sure they all finished perfectly. Grabbing her purse she walked out the door without a second glance.

Three Months Later

Penelope was sitting in her office chair; streaks of tears filled her eyes as she read the same blog she has been reading for the past four months. Her cellphone buzzed on her desk and she glanced at the caller I.D – unknown name stared back at her; more tears started falling at a rapid pace. She hit ignore. A knock came upon her office door and before she could answer the door opened. She didn't turn around but she minimized her screen quickly. She tried not to let her body shake in sobs, but failed miserably when her phone indicated a new voicemail.

Morgan quickly closed the door behind him when he noticed her quivering shoulders and rushed to her side. "Garcia, what's wrong?" He asked and he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him with puffy red eyes. "I – I d-d-don't…" She stated but sobbing racked her body almost to the point where she couldn't breathe. Morgan knelt down in front of her, spinning her chair to face him and placed his hands on her knees. "Penelope, you need to calm down first." He traced circles on her knees and held her gaze as she took in some deep breaths to calm herself down. "Now Baby Doll, you can't lie to me anymore. What is going on?" He asked; his voice gentle and patient. He knew that the woman was hiding something from him for months; her moods have shifted a lot during work. She wasn't always herself when she answered the phone, almost lost in thought. It bothered him but he was respectful of her privacy. Now that she was in tears he needed to know what was wrong.

Penelope nodded her head and wiped away her tears. "I have been reading this online blog for about four months. I enjoy it. The girl who writes it is funny, smart and compassionate about her work. She'd made me laugh, cry and get angry." She paused looking at Morgan. He wanted to ask her what that had to do with anything but he would wait for her to explain.

Garcia could see the gears moving in his head. She sighed and gently removed his hands from her knees spinning back to the computer to maximize her screen. The blogger's page was suddenly on the screen; same smiling girl that Morgan got a glimpse of a few times when he has come into her office. Garcia moved her mouse over a certain section of the post and highlighted it, she gestured for him to read the words on her screen.

'As for other news, my half-brothers have been lying to me all these years about my half-sister's whereabouts. They told me that she was unreachable and none of them knew where she was. I really wanted to find Penelope for years now because she shares the same mother as I and a different father from myself and my brothers. I really want to remember more about mom and my sister. Damion was kind enough to give me her last known phone number. I'll be calling it today to see if she answers. I'm nervous; I haven't seen her since I was 12 when mom and dad died. Matthew said my efforts will go to waste, that this was a lost cause and I was better off just giving it up. I want to try anyway; there is so much I want to talk about. Wish me luck.'

Morgan saw that the post was marked July 5th, about an hour ago. He looked down at Garcia with a frown. "I didn't know you had a sister." He stated. "I didn't want anyone to know. I a-abandoned her with her brothers. It's my fault both of her parents are dead." Another river of tears fell from her face. "Oh Mama, don't you dare think like that. Don't blame yourself for that. We have been through this before." He glanced over to her cell phone, the voicemail still unheard. "Was that her who called?" he asked. "I can only assume that it is. I don't know the number. I haven't traced it yet either." She wiped her eyes again. "Don't trace it, just listen to it." Morgan picked up the phone and pressed it into her hands. "Do you want me to give you some time alone?" Before he could finish the question her hand gripped his with a shake of her head. "No, stay. Please."

Garcia called the voicemail number, her hands shaking as entered her four digit passcode. She placed the phone on the desk after turning the speaker on. She needed Morgan to help her with this, she couldn't do this alone. She could feel herself getting nauseous as the phone connected with the message.

"Oh, wow um," A female voice filled the air, she sounded nervous and unsure of herself. "I wasn't expecting this to actually be your number. Shit, I mean oops. Let me start over - Penny, this is Katherine, your sister. Look I know it's been a long time, a really long time. I have been looking for you." The was a small pause. "I want to catch up. I understand if you don't… just text me if you want to. Erik told me you work in Quantico, so I assume that you must live close to there. I get coffee every day during my lunch break at Harry O's on C Street from 11 to 12. So yeah, I guess that's all. Sorry for the incredibly awkward voicemail. Bye." The two FBI agents were quiet. "If you wish to save this message-" Garcia hit the end button. "What do I do?" She asked Morgan in a panic.

"That is really up to you, Baby Girl. If you want to see her and catch up then I'd would go if I were you." He stated. "I don't need to catch up. I've followed her life for years." She admitted, suddenly feeling ashamed of the fact. "Well, she doesn't know that. You have nothing to be nervous about. Do you miss her?" He suddenly asked her. "What? Well yeah I miss her. She grew up to be an amazing person. I'm so proud to see what she has done with her life." Garcia answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Then see her. If you want I'll sit outside of the shop with the car for a fast get away if you get uncomfortable." Garcia smiled up at him. "You are my Angel." She stated and gave his hand a squeeze. "You keep saying that. Call her, text her – do what you need to do. If you need me to do anything for you, let me know." He gave her a hug and kissed the top of her hair. She hugged back, feeling better that she talked with him. "I'll be getting back to work." He stated as he turned to leave but paused in the doorway. "Almost forgot, Hotch would like any files you have on last week's case. He needs to send some copies to the courts." With that he closed the door to leave the Tech Goddess to do her work and make her plans. She picked up her phone and saved the phone number, attaching Katherine's name to it. "Katherine, I would love to catch up. I'll meet you there tomorrow." She read her text twice before sending it.

A/N: So what did you guys think?