Disclaimer: As always, I will announce that I have NEVER claimed, nor will I EVER claim, to have owned Criminal Minds or the lovely characters that are in it. That is the work of the writers (please come off of strike) and the brillaint actors and actresses.
The first chapter of the Text Message Killer. This is a case fic, but has some Derek Penelope involvement. It is based after 'Wedding'.
"No, Margie, I can't talk right now, I'm driving," the slim, brown-eyed blonde muttered, swivering in and out of the lines on the narrow road she was on. She looked into her rearview mirror, seeing a highway patrolman following her. "Damn. Look, Margie, I really have to go," she said. She closed the phone and looked down. A text message. "U die 2night." Unknown. "Stupid kids..." she muttered, figuring it was just a prank. She rolled down her window as the highway patrolman approached her car. "I'm so sorry officer," she said innocently, looking up. "Oh, Eddie, hi."
"Hi Jessie," smiled the officer whom she had addressed as Eddie. "Is something wrong?"
"Hm. Not really, I just got a creepy message. I'm sure it was just a prank, though."
"Yes, I'm sure," he smiled as he set his hand on his gun.
"So, I guess I better go, I have to get home to Margie," she said, looking down to her cell phone again
"How is she?"
"She and the baby are fine. I really have to go, now," she answered, not looking up.
"No. Wait, please?"
She looked back, a gun pointed to her head. "Eddie, what're you doing?"
"You die tonight," he repeated, pulling the trigger.
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"Baby girl, Hotch wants to see us," he called.
"One minute sweet cheeks," called Penelope, as she sighed. "Eddie, I have to go, now. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Sure thing, Pen. Love you."
"Love you too."
Penelope hung up the phone and walked to Hotch's office. "Derek told me to come, what's the problem?"
"We have another unsub." he said, looking up at the four images of girls before and after the unsub had gotten his hands on them. The girls were all around the age of 28, with bleach blonde hair and brown eyes. There were images of text messages the girls had recieved before they were murdered, saying "U die 2night". "The people around town have been calling him the text message killer," said Hotch, looking over at Garcia's and JJ's faces. The girls had similar features to them. Sometimes, it seemed JJ and Garcia hated their jobs. They hated seeing the things they saw, and doing the things they did. Or being in situations they were in. But they had no choice and it was so hard on them.
"Did anyone ever try to track the calls?" asked Garcia, breaking the long silence that had overtaken the room.
"It seems they were piggiebacked," said Hotch. "Each call was from a different cell phone number. One from the mayor, one from a highway patrolman in the town, one from a young teenage girl and another from the police comissioner."
Derek sighed, "Seems we're going to Maine then." he said.
Pen looked at Derek pleadingly, "Can I come this time?" she asked.
"Baby girl, it's too dangerous and we need you here," said Derek. "And anyways, who would watch Jennifer?"
Hotch shrugged, "She can come if you find someone for Jennifer. I'm sure you could get your laptop connected to your computers at the BAU."
Garcia nodded, "I can find someone," she smiled. "Your mom's in town, she can watch her." She suggested to Derek.
Derek moaned, "Fine, but you better stay safe."
"I'm always safe."
The first chapter seems to look like a success to me. What'd you think? Reviews, please.