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Garcia jumped, as JJ burst into her technological cave of wonders. She held a hand to her chest, as she watched JJ, from where she was sitting. Her office was abnormally quiet, with only soft storms sounds playing lowly, from her speakers.
“Hey, hey!” JJ yelled out, only to immediately be shushed by Penelope.
“Shh! Reid is sleeping! He hasn't sleep in days, and I was finally able to convince him to try and nap on my couch!” Garcia told her blonde friend in a hushed whisper. JJ held up her hands in a silent apology.
“Oh, I'm sorry!” She breathed, glancing worriedly at their sleeping, insomniac friend.
“What's wrong?” Garcia pressed. JJ nodded, like she just remembered why she was there.
“There's a fire.” JJ whispered. Garcia's eyes grew large and frantically looked over at Spencer sleeping. JJ nodded and mirrored her technologically gifted friend.
“Morgan is still here. So is Hotch. Morgan just went to grab me a hot tea. I bet he could just carry Reid out of here. What are the odds that he'd sleep through the alarm?” Penelope asked. JJ shrugged, as she thought it over.
“Pretty good. He slept through Henry and Jack accidentally setting off fireworks, at Rossi's last summer.” JJ recalled.
“Oh, that's right! What would I do without you and your beautiful mind?” Garcia mused.
“Hey Babygirl, I got your tea, but we gotta get outta here. Someone on Kevin's floor set a fire, trying to microwave popcorn. I'm sure we're safe, but they want everyone out of the building. If you wanna grab your tea and get your cute butt downstairs, with JJ, then I can carry Pretty Boy, and maybe he'll sleep through this.” Morgan decided, as he walked into the room, and handed his blonde goddess her steaming mug, before picking up their slumbering genius.
“You know that you raise the bar way too high for all other men, don't you?” JJ asked him, quietly.
“It's true, my Chocolate Adonis. You're our sun and stars, and I don't know what we would do without you.”