You're Not Alone
Hope
Sometime later Garcia was at her counselling session when she noticed her friend Monica had left her car abandoned which wasn't like her. She did this grief counselling sessions to deal with the guilt she had over the death of her mum and stepdad when she was a teenager who died in a car accident while looking for her when she was late past her curfew. Monica had just hit the seventh anniversary of her daughter Hope's abduction who she believed was still alive.
She tried to get the police involved but they wouldn't take up the case as there was no indication of foul play. She was absolutely certain that something had happened to Monica so she called up Derek for his and their family's help. They had to find Monica as she knew she must have been abducted. When her husband arrived he assured her he believed her and they would help. If anyone knew Monica it was his wife. He'd support her through anything as she would him. He also knew the BAU would. He comforted her all the way through the case.
When they eventually found Monica Garcia tried to talk the abductor down and when he did Monica shot him declaring he'd killed her daughter. Morgan's chest had tightened as he heard the gun go off hoping to God it hadn't been his wife that had been hit. He hoped they would forgive him for going in and checking on his baby girl as this wasn't in her job specification. He was relieved when he found the man dead and his wife unharmed.
"She's dead, my daughter's dead," Monica cried as Garcia held her after Morgan had taken the gun out of Monica's hand. The team soon filed in with the medics and got them out while they looked for the body. Emily felt incredibly sick when she saw the dust that was once the body of Hope Kingston. She was now long dead. Hotch allowed her to have a moment and placed a hand on her shoulder as they got the body sorted out.
Garcia attended the memorial for Hope supporting Monica alongside her husband. Derek stood there giving his silent support while rubbing his wife's arm. She smiled up at him sadly then turned her attention back to Monica who let loose some butterflies in Hope's memory. One stayed on the rim before flying away. They smiled sadly believing it to be a sign that Hope would always be there for Monica. Hope would never truly leave.
Sometime later Aaron was having dinner with Emily at Sean's restaurant when he had something to tell her. He was thinking about taking part in the FBI triathlon. It was a fundraising event that the FBI held every year. This time he wanted to take part for the love of the challenge and raise money for the hospital that had dealt with Alexia and Eliza to thank them for saving their lives.
"Hey, what is it? You look like you need to tell me something," she said taking his hand.
"I'm thinking of taking part in the triathlon," he answered. "And raise money for the George Washington Children's Ward in thanks for them saving our twins."
"That's a great idea. I'll support you and if you need me to help train with you I will." She was so proud of him that he wanted to do this in thanks for the nurses saving their children. She smiled thinking it was just like him. It was one of the reasons she loved him.
"Thanks honey."
"I support you in whatever endeavour so will the rest of us."
"I know," he smiled at her. She knew it would involve a lot of hard work and she'd be there all the way. If anyone could put the hard work in he could. He was one of the hardest working men she knew. It was one of the flaws they shared; they were workaholics. She could care for the children while he trained. She'd support him through the whole thing. She was already contemplating living together again.
Sometime later Garcia was at her counselling session when she noticed her friend Monica had left her car abandoned which wasn't like her. She did this grief counselling sessions to deal with the guilt she had over the death of her mum and stepdad when she was a teenager who died in a car accident while looking for her when she was late past her curfew. Monica had just hit the seventh anniversary of her daughter Hope's abduction who she believed was still alive.
She tried to get the police involved but they wouldn't take up the case as there was no indication of foul play. She was absolutely certain that something had happened to Monica so she called up Derek for his and their family's help. They had to find Monica as she knew she must have been abducted. When her husband arrived he assured her he believed her and they would help. If anyone knew Monica it was his wife. He'd support her through anything as she would him. He also knew the BAU would. He comforted her all the way through the case.
When they eventually found Monica Garcia tried to talk the abductor down and when he did Monica shot him declaring he'd killed her daughter. Morgan's chest had tightened as he heard the gun go off hoping to God it hadn't been his wife that had been hit. He hoped they would forgive him for going in and checking on his baby girl as this wasn't in her job specification. He was relieved when he found the man dead and his wife unharmed.
"She's dead, my daughter's dead," Monica cried as Garcia held her after Morgan had taken the gun out of Monica's hand. The team soon filed in with the medics and got them out while they looked for the body. Emily felt incredibly sick when she saw the dust that was once the body of Hope Kingston. She was now long dead. Hotch allowed her to have a moment and placed a hand on her shoulder as they got the body sorted out.
Garcia attended the memorial for Hope supporting Monica alongside her husband. Derek stood there giving his silent support while rubbing his wife's arm. She smiled up at him sadly then turned her attention back to Monica who let loose some butterflies in Hope's memory. One stayed on the rim before flying away. They smiled sadly believing it to be a sign that Hope would always be there for Monica. Hope would never truly leave.
Sometime later Aaron was having dinner with Emily at Sean's restaurant when he had something to tell her. He was thinking about taking part in the FBI triathlon. It was a fundraising event that the FBI held every year. This time he wanted to take part for the love of the challenge and raise money for the hospital that had dealt with Alexia and Eliza to thank them for saving their lives.
"Hey, what is it? You look like you need to tell me something," she said taking his hand.
"I'm thinking of taking part in the triathlon," he answered. "And raise money for the George Washington Children's Ward in thanks for them saving our twins."
"That's a great idea. I'll support you and if you need me to help train with you I will." She was so proud of him that he wanted to do this in thanks for the nurses saving their children. She smiled thinking it was just like him. It was one of the reasons she loved him.
"Thanks honey."
"I support you in whatever endeavour so will the rest of us."
"I know," he smiled at her. She knew it would involve a lot of hard work and she'd be there all the way. If anyone could put the hard work in he could. He was one of the hardest working men she knew. It was one of the flaws they shared; they were workaholics. She could care for the children while he trained. She'd support him through the whole thing. She was already contemplating living together again.