Hawaii Gone Haywire

Trouble, Trouble, Trouble...

Chapter 6
Derek's POV

I walked into the interrogation room and I sat down.
"Mister Travis, you have been a very naughty boy."
"Hey man, I didn't do nothin'!"
"Really? Hmm. Then why, if you don't mind me asking, is everyone related to your divorce case dead?"
"Look, there's this guy that I get stuff from! Okay?"
"Illegal stuff?"
"Yes, after the divorce-"
"Which you caused."
"Whatever, after the divorce, I was depressed. So he hooked me up on some heroine. Got me to tell him everything. He said he could help, I didn't know it would turn out like this."
"Your telling me that someone is framing you for these murders?"
"Yes, it's true! I swear!"
"Why would he want to kill you?" I ask
"Because after I talked to my ex-wife, she tried to talk some sense into me. So I cleaned up, he got angry, said he would get payback."
"I need a name."
"Kevin, Kevin Lynch."
I walked out of the interrogation room and I looked at Hotch.
"Garcia said he was on vacation with his family, guess we found out where."
"Call her."
"But-"
"Call. Her."
(Time Lapse)
"Penelope, please, please, just listen to me. I don't even know if it's true!"
"Derek, I'm fine. I let go of him a long time ago. Besides I have you now."
"If you want to take a break we can."
"Baby, I don't need a break. I love you. I'll call you if I get anything on Kevin."
"Okay. Hey, I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too."
I hang up and closed my eyes. This woman will either destroy me or build me higher than the Eiffel Tower.
"You okay?" Prentiss asks walking up.
"Wha- oh, yeah I'm fine. Just, Garcia is acting like she's not fazed by the fact that her ex-boyfriend could be a serial killer.
"Ex-boyfriend?"
"Yeah, they broke up, three weeks ago."
"Oh, why didn't she tell us?"
"She thought it would cause a ruckus."
"Hmm." Prentiss's cellphone rang. "Yeah, okay, alright we're on our way." She hung up. "They have a lead on Kevin."
"Let's go."
I drive down King Xylan Avenue and stop in front of our hotel. He was staying at our hotel. I checked my phone. Garcia had sent me a text, 'Room 475😘 I'll be there by 7:30 sharp'.
It was 7:35, my phone rang.
"Hey baby-"
"Derek-" she choked out through sobs.
"I'm on my way in, stay on the phone."
"What's going on?" Prentiss asked
"Garcia is in trouble."

Derek's POV:
We ran to the stairwell, up 4 flights of stairs, and down the hallway to Garcia's room.
"Where are you?" I say into the phone.
"On the...bed."
We ran in guns at the ready. Garcia was on the bed sobs racking her body. I ran over and she pointed to the wall. 'She was supposed to be mine' was written on the wall in red.
"Is that blood?" I ask Prentiss.
She looked closer at the wall. She turned around her face looked like a ghost.
She nodded. "It's blood. I'm calling Hotch." She walked out of the room and speed dialed Hotch.
As soon as she was out of earshot, I leaned over and held Garcia. She wiped at her eyes and leaned into me.
"I'm gonna find him."
"I know, but he found my room, he knows about us, how does he know about us?"
"I don't know baby, I don't know. It's going to be okay."
"Where am I going to sleep?"
"I'll get a maid to get us a cot and you can have my bed."
"Derek-"
"No arguing."
"Okay." She gazed into my eyes.
"Not yet," I whisper. "Wait a little bit longer. Besides, I thought especially after all of this you would want to take a break."
"I told you I don't need a break. Derek you-"
Hotch walks in and looks at the wall, then back at us. "CSU is on their way, Garcia grab your stuff and move it to-"
"We already decided that I could sleep on a cot and she could take the bed in my room.
Hotch gave me a quizzical look and I gave him pointed stare. "That's fine as long as both of you are up and ready by 7:45."