Hello!! im new to the garvez ship!!! I was wondering if you have a master list of all your fics and any recommendations? I neeeeed garvez in ma life! Thanks!
I am so very sorry. I realize you asked me this a while ago. I have been so absent from social media recently. I don't have a masterlist on tumblr but all my fics are on fanfiction.net under MsDiana. I am so very sorry, ask anyone, I have not responded to emails, reviews, tweets so this was not me avoiding you or tumblr. Also, there are some other good garvez authors out there but I am shit at remembering anyones handle here or on other sites so let me find things and message them to you!
Also, they referenced the football game and Reid thinking it was a date… like, they can date even if it’s against the rules. Cuz’ Hotch and Morgan were giving tips, and Gideon got the tix. So like, that not dating within the unit theory is officially out in my opinion. Thanks for clearing that up for us, CM! Now give me Garvez!!!
Also, they referenced the football game and Reid thinking it was a date... like, they can date even if it's against the rules. Cuz' Hotch and Morgan were giving tips, and Gideon got the tix. So like, that not dating within the unit theory is officially out in my opinion. Thanks for clearing that up for us, CM! Now give me Garvez!!!
Yup. Which is why I will not be watching. I will be waiting for someone to tell me it’s safe to watch and I won’t have to cry. Or give me the edited version if it’s not. Seriously, does CM know I switched off the tv as soon as I heard him talking to Tara about ‘thinking about next steps’ spare me!
One-shot inspired by Lisa being in the premier. While I love everyone’s cult theory, I went a different direction.
Luke doesn’t want to leave Penelope alone at the hospital. And Lisa is there to overhear just how much he cares about Penelope.
No warning necessary for this one!
Penelope was safe. Penelope was safe. Penelope was safe. That’s what Luke kept repeating to himself as he sat in a chair in the corner of the beige room. His leg was bouncing up and down and he kept fidgeting. He readjusted in the seat multiple times but couldn’t seem to find a comfortable way to sit. Penelope adjusted in her bed, her eyes were still closed and he had to stare at the beeping machine for a few minutes until he convinced himself that it was indeed her heart that made it make the consistent noise. He screwed his eyes shut again, he felt idiotic still being so wound up. He knew she was here, right in front of him. She was going to be fine. But he hadn't had the chance to talk to her. At least she was getting some much needed rest.
The team had stayed for a while but once the word had come through that she was fine and needed rest they had decided on a rotation schedule to be by her side. Luke told them all to leave, he would take the first shift. Everybody was tired and needed to get back to their loved ones. But the woman he was dating was already here at the hospital, so why would he leave? In truth, he wasn’t going to leave anyway even if there was no excuse.
Knowing Penelope was in danger, knowing it could’ve ended up even worse, knowing that this was actually an incredibly odd thing to have happen, and yet it was the scariest thing he’d ever known. Worse than the feeling of wondering if his unit was coming back for him when he was behind enemy lines. Worse than anytime he was shot at. Even worse than when Phil had been - Someone was standing right in front of him and he hadn't noticed because his face was buried in his hands. His ears heard the last click of the shoes and his eyes travelled from the floor, past the chart in her arms up to the woman’s face, “Are you okay?”
Luke cleared his throat, “Yeah, it was an extremely tough day at work.” His voice indicated his exhaustion.
“I understand, but a lot of your days are tough aren’t they? Everyone is safe. I figured this is one of the better outcomes.” She inched closer to him.
Luke pushed off the arms of the chair, “Right, yeah, it’s good that everyone is safe.” His eyes flitted towards the bed.
Lisa’s gaze followed his, she turned back to him and narrowed her eyes, “Do you-”
“Doctor, they need you on four for a consult.” The nurse had seen her enter this room and decided to let her know instead of paging her.
“I’ll be right there.” Lisa smiled at the other woman then turned back to Luke, “After I’m done with this I’ll bring you a coffee.”
Luke nodded, “Sure.” He watched her leave. He took a deep breath, he didn’t need coffee, he wasn’t sure he’d ever sleep again as it was. Sitting back in the seat that he decided was going to be his home for a couple of days, he tried to adjust and get comfortable. He readjusted and fidgeted again for at least ten minutes. The thoughts occupying his mind were trying to get out of his body through movement so he got up and started pacing. He paced for at least another ten minutes until he heard a voice.
“Alvez, you don’t workout enough as it is?” Penelope’s groggy voice questioned him.
Luke froze, he saw that her eyes were barely open but somehow she managed to give him an incredulous glare anyway, “I’m sorry, Garcia. I guess it was just all so adrenaline inducing.” He cleared his throat and stepped towards the bed so he was at her side, he set his hand on the bed near her, “Garcia, Penelope, I’m glad you’re okay.”
“Hey, me too.” She groaned a little as she adjusted herself on the bed.
“Here, do you need-”
“No, no. I’m fine. I’m barely awake. I just felt you moving, I think.”
“I’m sorry, I can go. I just wanted to be here to-” He wasn’t sure he knew what he needed to be there for.
“It’s fine. Please stay.” Her weak fingertips lightly patted his, sitting there on her bed. “But I’m afraid I won't be much of a host.” Her eyes shut again and her face fell sideways as sleep over took her once more.
“That’s okay.” Luke whispered. Her fingers had fallen from the back of his, he stared at her hand for a moment, then he realized he felt more calm now. Maybe it was hearing her for himself or maybe it was the proximity. Luke decided to move the beige chair to her bedside. He adjusted it multiple times, until he was close enough to let both forearms rest near her side. Penelope’s fingers were still there, lightly curled into a loose fist. He hesitated a few times then he decided that he’d hold her hand. A deep breath escaped his lips and he realized he felt like he’d been holding his breath since he heard she was in trouble. He sighed again and let his forehead rest on his forearm.
“Luke. Uh, Luke?” JJ softly said his name again.
Luke groggily sat up, “Oh, JJ. Hey. I must've fallen asleep. What time is it?”
“Not quite time for shift change. I came an hour early. I couldn't resist.” JJ smiled at him sweetly. “So she did okay through the night then?”
“She only woke up once.” Luke explained as he used one hand to rub the sleep from his eyes. When he reached over to his opposite eye he felt like the movement was awkward, that's when he realized his other hand was still firmly in Penelope’s. He swiftly but cautiously pulled it away. As he rubbed quickly at his eye, he chanced a glance at JJ who had turned her gaze to the floor and rounded the bed to the other side. “Uh, she was groggy but she really hasn't moved around much.”
“That’s good. Restless sleep is not what she needs. I’m sure the meds have helped with that.” JJ set down the knitting she brought for Penelope. She figured she’d get bored if they decided to keep her here long. “You should go get some sleep. I’m fine. I zonked out as soon as I got home. I’m ready for my shift.” They were both still speaking softly.
“I’m okay. Really. I slept a lot and uh, Lisa was going to bring me coffee -” he glanced at his watch, “hours ago - and yeah, I can stay too.”
JJ nodded with a tight smile on her face, “Okay.” She came around the bed again to stand behind him. The window blind was down, so she peeked through the corner of it. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Luke run his fingers over a cut Penelope had on her wrist that led to her finger.
JJ cleared her throat lightly, “Good thing they didn’t mess up her digits. She’d be in here wide awake, wondering what to do if she couldn't try out her new keyboard.”
Luke smiled but didn’t turn to JJ as he spoke, “Very true.” He made sure his fingers were no longer touching hers. He set them on the edge of the bed but as soon as he felt like he couldn’t touch her anymore, the restlessness crept up again. He began tapping the tips of his fingers lightly, as if playing a piano, but with no particular melody. Then he remembered she felt his movement before so he ceased his movements but then he tensed his hands.
JJ smiled but shook her head, she leaned against the low sill of the window, resting her butt there for stability, “Alvez?”
“Yeah?”
“You shouldn't be here when she wakes up again.”
Luke’s head spun quickly to JJ who was trying to smile kindly but also seemed a little reserved. “Why not?” His brow furrowed.
JJ shook her head, her hands came up to tuck her hair behind her ears on either side. She paused a moment, before looking into his eyes so he knew she meant no harm but was also serious. “Luke, whatever is making you feel like you need to be here, that feeling, Penelope has probably felt it too. And,” JJ shifted the weight from foot to foot making her hips adjust against the wall, “the last thing she needs to do is pretend to be okay when she’s trying to get better.” JJ let her eyes fall to the ground and then back to his as she nodded.
Luke narrowed his eyes at her, “I don’t get what you mean.”
JJ nodded again as her head moved back, she tried to figure out how else to say this without saying anything, “Luke, you feel the need to be here. You’re worried about her, you have a compulsion to stay at her bedside.”
“I would be worried about any of the team.”
“Yeah I know. I know. But would you have stayed at my bedside all night?” JJ tried to smile at him but she also tilted her head at him, hoping Luke would get the message.
“Well, no. Will would be-”
“Yeah, sure. So Emily then? Or Rossi?” JJ clenched her teeth as she watched the feelings move over Luke’s face. “Luke, all I’m saying is you feel the need to be there for her, that is wonderful. She’ll enjoy the support from all of us and she’ll need it. But, she doesn't need - if she wakes up with you holding her hand, her heart might jump a little bit. If you are just here with the rest of us as a support then you don't have the chance to make that happen in the same way.” JJ shook her head again, “C’mon Luke, just-it’s fine. You’ve done nothing wrong, but, let’s keep it that way. Penelope doesn’t need to wake up and see your girlfriend bringing you coffee.”
Luke finally turned his body towards JJ as he held a hand up momentarily then set it back at his side as he shook his own head, “JJ, that’s not what this is.”
“Okay. I understand. So then, you should let me take my shift.” She pushed off the wall so she was standing upright as well, “If that’s not what this is, then you need to let us take our shifts that we agreed on. And whenever she’s awake, asleep, or otherwise whoever happens to be here is here.”
“I was just worried and I-”
“Luke, c’mon.” JJ plead with her eyes for him to not do this. “You want to be here. It’ll make you feel better but it wont make her, not once the moment has passed.”
Luke cleared his throat and turned back to Penelope who was still soundly sleeping, his eyes travelled down to her hand still in the spot he’d left it. He nodded, and turned back to JJ, “Okay. I’ll go home then.” His feet carried him slowly towards the door but the closer he got to it the heavier his legs felt. He stopped and spun around, he came back towards JJ so that they could maintain their quiet conversation, “Why do I feel like I need to stay?”
JJ smiled, with a sigh, she sat down in the chair he’d abandoned, “I think you know the answer to that. But, if there is nothing more to it, then you need to keep it that way.”
“What do you mean nothing more to it?”
“Okay, just tell me, what were you thinking when we were driving to go rescue her? Just,” she shrugged nonchalantly, “what went through your head?”
Luke shook himself, and both hands came up to his hair, he roughly rubbed them across his head and back again in frustration, “I just kept thinking; if she's hurt, what would I do? If she's hurt then who will take her place? Not at work but in life. Who will be Penelope? And I couldn't figure out what I would do if that happened.”
JJ nodded, “Yes, and while I know you’d miss me terribly, your thoughts would have been about logistics, tactical approaches, the profile of these cult members. You care about her in a different way than you care about us. There is nothing wrong with that but it's not ridiculous to think she does too. And if you two are just friends and colleagues then you shouldn't make that more complicated.”
Luke scoffed and shook his head, he paced just a foot forward and then back, “JJ, I - that’s -”
“Incredibly accurate? Don’t dig in deeper if you don’t mean to plant anything. It will only leave an empty, extremely useless, hole.” JJ watched his eyes become downcast and his hands clench and unclench. “Maybe you should go get your girlfriend a coffee instead. She’s probably busy.”
Luke nodded and walked out of the room. He still didn’t go far, just to the end of the hall. He had chosen to pace in the waiting area there, instead of in Penelope's room.
Lisa walked up to him with a resigned smile on her face, “Hey, Luke. Here,” she handed him a small cardboard cup.
“Thanks,” he set it on the small end table nearby and kept pacing.
Lisa watched him for a few moments before she got agitated, “Luke, is that true?” Luke's head shot up to decipher what she meant, “Is that what went through your mind when you went to save Penelope?” Lisa’s eyes were genuine as she scanned his, looking for the answer there.
Luke scoffed and his gaze went to the ceiling, he bit his bottom lip in frustration before speaking, “Yeah, Leese, it is.”
Lisa nodded, “It’s a good thing we were too busy to make this a serious relationship.” Her attempt at a smile was weak, she held back a couple of tears, “Look, I gotta go. I have another patient. I’ll come by to get my stuff, or you can throw it in a box or something.” She spun around.
“What does that - this isn't anything - it's not-” Luke didn't have the words, at least, not the right ones.
Lisa turned to him again, “C'mon, Luke. Even I'm not surprised you're still here for her.” Lisa scoffed and turned to retreat again.
Luke stayed rooted to his spot, he threw his hands out to the sides, he didn't want to think about this right now, “Lisa, it’s not-”
Lisa turned to him as she walked backwards, “If your plan was to stay here and not follow me, then it sort of is.” She turned again and hustled away, disappearing down the hall.
Luke watched her go, but even after her words, he didn’t move an inch, “Damn it.” He sat back in a chair, his elbows resting on his knees, his head in his hands.
“So, are you going to go get her? Or are you going to go get her?” Rossi’s cool tone and small smirk made Luke roll his eyes.
“I didn't mean anything by it. I just-” Luke shook his head. “What am I supposed to do Rossi? What could possibly be the solution?”
“That’s just it, kid. It’s not a solution you’re after. Feelings are complicated and nuanced. But it’s been awhile and quite frankly, I’m bored of the will they won't they. So either, do or don't. And if you don’t, yes, I’ll think you’re an idiot but I will also tell you, you need to make sure to keep things more platonic. Penelope tries and fails sometimes too but she’s been better lately. You having a girlfriend helped with that.” Rossi stated dryly.
Luke crossed his arms over his chest and sat back against the polyester chair, “I didn’t mean to-” he sighed in frustration, “I didn’t mean not to either though.”
“Exactly.” Rossi clicked his tongue. “Now I’m going to go see the best and only tech goddess I know. And you don’t have to follow me. You have to choose to walk on your own.” Rossi ambled away.
Luke was pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat still. He set his arms down then crossed them again. Then he got up to pace, he felt fidgety and his nerves were jumping as if he’d already had a gallon of coffee.
The trees blowing made his gaze move towards the window, he turned to stare outside but that was when he saw the coffee cup sitting alone on the table. The liquid had chilled and the color of it seemed dull. He took a deep breath, realizing that without any coffee at all he was ready to jump out of his skin, just because his eyes weren’t on Penelope. He didn’t know if she was okay because he couldn't see her. If he needed to see her so badly that could only mean one thing, “Damn it.” He shook his head. He grabbed the cup and threw it in the garbage. “She’s definitely the only thing that could make me this restive before I’ve even had caffeine.”
If you follow me on FF you know my life has been a hot mess since April. I had this one shot written before Garcia’s family episode. This is set during that. I forgot to post it. For right now it will be Tumblr exclusive.
WARNING: SMUT
Describes oral sex in detail. Luke is dominant-ish Penelope is submissive-ish
If you don’t want to read about explicit oral sex, this is not for you and I encourage you to read some of my more intricate plots on FF instead
Just Listen
“The hearing is over. You can fly back home and get out of my way,” Penelope screeched. She and Luke had been in a fight since they left the courthouse. She was angry that he, of all people, came to support her. More than anything, she was mad that he saw her at her most vulnerable.
“Is that it, Penelope? I'm just in your way?” He followed her into her hotel room.
“No, Luke. I'm glad you came, but it's over now. You can go back home.”
“I didn't come here so you could be alone.”
“I'm always alone.”
“You have no idea - Fuck! Are you really this ungrateful that someone cares?”
“Oh my God, Luke. What do you want? Want me to get on my knees and blow you? Will that be thank you enough?”
“Well at least then you could shut the fuck up for once and just listen.” He was fuming mad as he stared her down.
Her eyes narrowed. He could see the venom there, but then he saw them flick towards his groin and back to his face.
They stared each other down, their eyes still angry but now frantically trying to read the other's. Luke let his eyes flicker from the zipper at the front of her dress and back to her face.
He made a decision and started to close in on her. She backed up to the door as a natural reaction to his advance. His face came within inches of hers. Her eyes dropped to his chin and then back up to meet his. She wasn't sure if she saw a challenge there or if she was hoping she did.
Without dropping eye contact, she reached for his belt, then unzipped his pants, and pushed them down to free his erection. Without looking away from him, she dropped to her knees and started kissing and licking his balls. Luke’s palms came forward to rest on the door to hold him up as he watched her.
He didn’t move as she took him in her mouth and started moving her tongue all over him. She used her hand to hold him at the base as she hollowed her cheeks. When she glanced back up at him, she saw his nostrils flaring and his chest heaving as he attempted to restrain himself. She let him fall out of her mouth, then reached up to his arm, and placed his hand on the back of her head. Then she used her hand to surround him again as she placed a few kisses to his shaft. His eyes flared at the direction she had just given him. It only took another moment before he took action.
He grabbed her wrist to retrieve her hair tie, “I've told you I like your hair up. You don’t listen to anything I say.” He pulled her hair into a high ponytail as she continued to let her lips wander across his skin, to his inner thighs, back to his balls, and to the head of his cock.
He inched forward and then reached to undo the zipper at the front of her dress just enough that he could hook the cups of her bra under her breasts. He palmed both of them and ran his thumbs over her hardened nipples. He removed his hands and stared at her chest as she licked at him. He grabbed her by the ponytail and angled her head upwards, he used his other hand to roughly guide himself back into her mouth and started moving. “Look at me.” She made eye contact with him as he pulsed into her mouth. He growled and removed his shirt, tossing it aside. Her hands came up to his abs. He returned one hand to the door for support and the other to grab her ponytail, his hips never ceasing. She raked her nails down his stomach back to the tops of his thighs. “Did I tell you to stop looking at me?” Her eyes had wandered to his chest throughout her discovery.
She looked back to his eyes. “I’m going to speed up. You touch my knee if you need me to stop, but don’t stop for any other reason than you need to. Don’t stop just because it’s messy. That’s how I want it.” Luke watched her eyes. He swore he saw a moment of concern, but there was a hell of a lot more passion.
He started thrusting faster, and her gagging increased, and so did the sounds of suction. “Fuck, I love how I sound going in and out of your mouth.” She felt the drool spilling down her chin, and she removed one hand from his thighs to wipe at it. “No, put it back.” She returned her hand to his thigh. There was drool running down both sides of her mouth to her throat. He removed his hand from the door and wiped it away for her. “I can take care of things, P. You don't have to do everything yourself.” He wanted her to know he meant it in more ways than one.
He gripped her ponytail harshly to let her know she was letting her eyes wander again, and she corrected herself. He wiped away more of the drool coming down her face. “You’re going to fucking listen, just like I told you you would.”
He searched her eyes again for understanding. “I would do anything for you. Anything. Do you understand that? I’m yours. I have always been yours. Stop trying to be alone. I swore to you a long time ago I would be there when you cried. I fucking meant it then, and I sure as fuck mean it now.” He slowed down as he pushed deep, as far down her throat as he could. Her gagging got worse, so he pulled out, long enough for her to take a deep breath and then inserted himself back in as far as he could, rocking gently. The back of his hand wiped at her face again, drying it from the heavy amount of saliva that she’d produced while he fucked her mouth.
“P, I don't do things out of obligation. I do them for you. I will always do them just for you.” He sped up again. “I’m going to come down your throat while you gag on me. You know why? It’s not because this is the best blow job I’ve ever had. It’s because I want you to know I can take the burden of control away from you when you don’t want it.” He pulsed faster. She dug her nails into his thighs and hips as she attempted to breathe. Her jaw was tense, and she could feel tears in her eyes. Whether from his words or the action of trying to breathe, she had no idea. She felt his thumb come up to wipe them away while never ceasing his thrusting. “If you don’t start listening, you're going to have a hell of a time explaining why your knees are always bleeding.” He made sure to pull her hair so she was paying close attention. He wouldn’t let her eyes move as he pushed deep and fast and then finally, “Penelope.” He moaned her name as he stayed deep in her throat and spilled himself over.
His cock filled her mouth, and he felt his come surrounding him as she took swallow after swallow to get it down. He pulled back, only to have her lean forward to finish licking him clean. Her hand came to grip him again, so she could hold him to her and get everything off of him.
He let her finish licking him as he wiped the rest of her face off with either hand. He waited until she was done. She sat back on her heels, catching her breath. She was staring straight ahead, almost at his knees, but not focusing, as she tried to reconcile what had just happened.
He had been swept up in anger as he yelled at her, and then passionate cloudy judgement as he advanced on her, but as soon as she dropped to her knees in front of him, he saw his Penelope there - vulnerable and willing, confused and passionate. His clarity came into focus. He was present for every movement of their actions. He was aware, and he made sure not to forget one detail.
“P?” He was asking for her attention, but she wouldn’t shift her gaze. She felt shy, but her breasts were still out, and she was still on her knees right where she had been. He almost wanted to roll his eyes, but his amused scoff and smile came out instead. He pulled his pants up just enough to hang off his hips, and he knelt down in front of her, forcing her to look at him again. He saw the frantic concern in her eyes. She was realizing what they did, how she couldn’t take it back, and how they were very much still coworkers.
“Penelope, I told you to listen to me.”
“Luke, I've never had one, but I’m guessing anyone getting a blow job will say whatever they need to.” She brought her fingers to the corner of her mouth as if she was worried her face was still a mess.
He sat back on his heels, grabbed her hands, and let the backs of his palms rest on his knees. “Maybe, but not me, not this time. I meant every word because I meant it before your beautiful mouth was surrounding me. I meant it a long time ago. I’m yours. I want to be there whenever you need me. Stop pushing me away. I don’t want to go.”
Her eyes softened, but she felt a tear slip down her cheek. “Why? I’m not-”
“You’re you. You're amazing. You're the best person I’ve ever met. You live your life with kindness and childlike wonder, and then you fall to your knees and choke on my dick. You’re more than a little interesting, Sweetheart. Please don’t tell me no one's thought that before, or you're meant to be alone, or anything else. You know you're amazing, and there shouldn’t be a question or a doubt as to why I fell in love with you, so just fucking stop before you start. I love you.”
Her eyes frantically moved between his, as she tried to read the sincerity and believe what he just confessed. “I've been in love with you forever. I don’t want to push you away either. Please don't let me,” she said sincerely.
Luke smiled and pulled her forward to let her rest on his chin as he placed a kiss to her hair. “I won’t. I told you, just listen. I’ve got this.”
Sooo I really want to make a Garvez group chat. I love talking about them and I know a lot of you do too. You don’t have to be super active all of the time just anyone can talk when they feel like talking about Garvez. I want to do it on Instagram or Twitter (depending on which one most of you have) so if you’re interested please respond to this and let me know if you have Twitter, Instagram, or both.
We might be behind on our updates but @itsdawnashlie and I did some brainstorming about Garvez while we sat in the pool for five hours. Certainly that counts?
^THAT! THAT RIGHT THERE!!! We know she likes him! They’ve made it perfectly obvious! They have barely had ANY banter this season! Why start something and then let it die out?
And I don’t know why the cliffhanger finale is giving everyone new hope. They’re just as likely to open Season 14 (if it’s renewed) with Luke and Lisa having married / moved in together in the hiatus. Something like that happened in CSI once. Catherine and Warrick had been flirting towards the end of one season, and it was adorable, and all the fans were looking forward to the next season - then the show comes back, and Warrick is magically married to some random. WTF.
Anyway, I’m not expecting anything, if the show is renewed. After the adorable chemistry in season 12, they had all of season 13 to do something about it, and what did we get? Fucking Lisa, who’s so cool, and who’s a doctor.
If they get through all of season 14 without marrying off Luke and Lisa (their names are even alliterative! It is to vomit), I’ll eat my Hello Kitty USB, I mean, I’ll write another Garvez fanfic. Maybe I’ll feel inspired then.
I'm pretty sure we can. I know some of them have seen my posts on Twitter. I'm sure the more they see the harder it is to ignore. Or any other way people think is possible. There have been times where fans reacted so strongly to something that showrunners have changed a story line. Rise up Garvezers. I have never given a shit about any ship ever, does that help my argument?
I swear to all that is good in the universe, if they marry him off without a second thought. I'll chain myself to the CBS soundstage in protest.
^THAT! THAT RIGHT THERE!!! We know she likes him! They’ve made it perfectly obvious! They have barely had ANY banter this season! Why start something and then let it die out?
Honestly, it's like they aren't paying any attention to their own characters. Like, they built them up so much in 12 and some at the beginning of 13 but then it was like, screeching halt. J/K y'all. There is no reason for them to interact like they did if this wasn't going somewhere.
That cliffhanger is one of the reasons why I fell in love with Criminal Minds. Shits kinda crazy lol. I hope CBS renews Criminal Minds so we can see the characters reactions to Garcia being taken hostage. I hope they make a complete storyline out of this. Kirsten Vangsness just has so much under appreciated talent. Also LET ME SEE PROTECTIVE LUKE AND LET GARVEZ RISE!….. Can someone tweet this to the writers? 😂 I would do it but I don’t have twitter.
Agreed. And I have tweeted the writers this. And I tweet them every episode about some Garvez! I am an annoying Garvez Twitterer and I'm not ashamed. They do all get on Twitter so...
I am so mad at Criminal Minds right now. They are laughing at their fans. Luke doesn’t joke with Penelope just his new friend Tara. He goes on dates with Lisa.If the show is renewed I hope they give Garcia a new love interest since they have aborted Luke and Penelope’s relationship.
Yeah the Tara thing seemed forced. Not because they weren’t funny or friends but I mean it seemed over the top because they are trying to dilute Garvez.
