Who: Penelope Garcia, Open Where: Prison What: After dinner computer work and overthinking When: Tonight at some point Warnings: Glory battle angst, possible Criminal Minds spoilers
It had been almost 2 weeks since the Glory battle and Penelope could feel the tension levels grow. So outside of kitchen duties, keeping Spencer company in the tower and her lending Charlie aid she pretty much kept to herself. "Less chance of being punched or yelled at." she decided. That line of thinking was an almost 180 from the pre zombie girl who loved it when the rest of the team would barge into her lair of tech. "But its all different now. Because demons have officially topped unsubs, even the oddest unsub." she mused while playing with a bit of code on her laptop. But that was when she was flooded by one nagging question: where was the rest of the team? She had left plenty of electronic breadcrumbs but the fear was still there. The laptop however was one thing she still had control over and she was making full use of it, playing with some ideas to share along with sneaking a few hands of cards when she needed a breather. But she made sure she was out of the way of anyone deciding to pass through the area. "Maybe I should see if anyone in the towers needs coffee?" she decided as she shut the laptop down and went back towards the kitchen. But even she could not hide the few tears that escaped.