Chapter 13: Consequences
Garcia's POV
-6 weeks later-
It's been six weeks since I came home from the hospital and the team threw me a surprise welcome home party
Mine and Derek's relationship has really picked up since that day and night we spent together and I wouldn't change anything about it for the world
"Good morning beautiful" I hear Derek whisper behind me, kissing my shoulder, and wrapping his arm round me
"Good morning handsome" I reply smiling even though he can't see me
"Did you sleep good?" he asks, yawning and then stretching
I yawn too "Yeah, I did, although I'm feeling kind of sick right now"
"Awe, what's wrong babygirl?" Derek looks at me concerned
I smile at his concern "I'm okay handsome, I'm just feeling a little stomach sick that's all, thanks for being concerned though"
"Of course I'm concerned baby, why don't you stay in bed and take the day off to rest? I'll get Kevin to fill in for you at the BAU, and I'll come by with some food for you on my lunch break" he suggests
"You're too cute you know that?" I giggle blushing insanely
"Not as cute as you" he says leaning down to kiss me
Before he has a chance to reach my lips, I push him away, running to the bathroom and throwing up all the contents of my stomach
"Penelope?! Are you okay?!" Derek asks clearly freaked out chasing after me
I continue to throw up for about five more minutes, unable to answer
"Shh, it's okay babygirl, you're okay, just breath, I'm right here" he says, walking into the bathroom, kneeling beside me, holding my hair back out of my face, kissing my shoulder, and rubbing my back soothingly
I throw up one more time then lean back into Derek's touch, resting against his chest "Oh god, I feel terrible"
Derek gets up off the floor, grabbing two rags from the drawer, wetting them with cold water, then picks me up, carrying me back to the bedroom and lays me back in bed, laying one cold rag on my forehead, and the other one on my belly, covering me up "Get some rest baby, you deserve it"
I start shivering under the blankets, I'm not sure if it's because I have a fever, or if it's the rags on me "T-T-Th-Th-Thanks D-De-Der.."
He leans down and kisses my forehead, turning to walk out of the bedroom and head to work "I'll be back during my lunch break"
Before Derek's even out the door, I fall asleep for the next three hours
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I wake up three hours later and bolt to the bathroom and throw up everything in my stomach again
'Something isn't right' I think to myself, so I take out my phone and call the local hospital to see if I can get in to see my doctor
"Peterson Memorial Hospital, my name is Claire how can I help you?" the receptionist answers
"Hi my name is Penelope Garcia, my doctor is Dr. Gellar, I was wondering if I could get an appointment to see her as soon as possible? I've been feeling stomach sick ever since I woke up this morning around 7:30am, and I've vomited several times, so I just wanted to get checked out to make sure everything was okay" I reply
"Yes of course, just let me check to see what time is available" she says and I can hear her typing on the computer
"Thank you" I thank her
