Hey there! First of all, I would like to say thank you to everyone checking out my new story. It's the first Criminal Minds fiction I've written and any kind of reviews, good or bad, would be very helpful.

This is only the prologue, which explains the length (sorry :/ ill have another chapter up soon, i promise) and is just the beginning. It will be Morgan/Garcia. So i hope you enjoy! Again, please review, it would make my day better and the next chapter come more quickly! :)

One week. It had been one week since she had found him with her, yet it still sliced at Penelope like a knife. The skank had already had her dirty little paws all over her best friend. Why did she have to get to the other one, too? It had been bad enough for her to have to watch the woman chase after her God of Chocolate Thunder, but seeing her knelt down before Kevin? That was about all a woman could handle. The picture of her boyfriend, her Kevin, gripping the arms of his chair while his head tilted back in a moan of ecstasy was still ingrained in the back of her mind. For the last week the usually perky blond had made a nest of her couch, rarely leaving the sense of security it brought her.

JJ and Emily had paid her a visit, but Penelope shooed them away rather quickly, claiming to be tired. Derek had been calling nonstop but the woman who was usually all too eager to hear his sexy voice couldn't find it in her heart to answer even one call.

Moving to the freezer, Penelope grabbed another of the ice cream containers JJ had been kind enough to bring over. She grabbed a large wooden spoon because all of the normal ones were scattered around the living room waiting to be picked up. They would just have to wait. It seemed to Penelope that she suffered withdrawal pains every time she was away from her beloved couch for too long. Spooning a big bite of the ice cream into her mouth, Garcia examined the piece of furniture in question. There were black mascara stains all over one of the cushions. They were a week old, from the day she saw… shaking that thought from her mind, she continued the examination. All of the other cushions were covered in tear stains and what looked a lot like snot to the technical analyst. It would all have to be replaced. Hell, maybe she would just replace the whole couch so as not to remember the heartbreak that occurred on it. But not until this was over, she wasn't cried out yet.

As if on cue, another silent tear rolled from the corner of her eye. One was soon followed by two and three and four. Garcia lost count after setting the container on the floor and curling up around the cleanest of the cushions. Everything she had been feeling poured out of her once more. All of the anger and devastation, the frustration and fear, came to the surface once more. Forever, Kevin had said, they would be together forever. 'I guess forever is shorter than it used to be', Penelope thought bitterly, letting out a sob. As the sun drifted below the horizon hours later, Garcia found herself out of tears again. At least for the time being, she could try and forget. Closing her eyes, she drifted into a very restless sleep.

Again, sorry this is so short, more is on the way. Review, review, review!