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A/N: I know I haven't updated both of the others, but I'm losing speed and muse, so I'm giving you this to give me something new in the middle =D

Right this idea derives from the feedback I got from Love To Surprise, it's not involved or connected, just an idea transferred.

Enjoy!

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They always called it a woman scorned. They never implied that a man could be the same. Yet as Kevin paced reading, sat reading he felt more and more of him burn up and die with anger. He'd found something earlier and as inner human faults would have it, he had to look in deeper.

He shouldn't have let his curiosity get the better of him, and to finally know the workings of his girlfriend's mind gave him no satisfaction at reading the words she'd written.

Over the months they were getting closer, she was there nightly, happy to serve him, he was satisfied with her love for him, he was happy with how together their lives had finally become, but now, now he realised it had all be a waste and all built to cover lies.

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Penelope was having a great day. The team were home from a case completely unharmed and it'd been the quickest solve in months. She walked up to Kevin's with a smile; she knew he'd be happy to know she had a couple of days off. He'd be happy to know she was having a completely uninterrupted weekend that she could spend with him.

She unlocked the door and walked in, kicking her shoes off out of habit, wiggled her toes through the tights as freedom came. She dropped her bag and keys and went towards the kitchen.

"Honey! I'm home!" She yelled out cheerily, she was going to show her man that she was home.

Scoping the living room she saw it empty, moving on she found him sitting at the dining room table, his head dipped, his hands holding a book."Kev?" She asked a little wary.

"What's this?" Kevin asked her maliciously and flicked some pages over. "What the hell is this Penelope?"

"I- er- I..." She looked at it as he stood up, closing the book, picking it up and shaking it at her. She suddenly saw the purple fluffy P on the front and her heart bottomed.

"Because it looks like your diary Penelope!" He spat at her and Penelope's eyes burnt as she realised he'd been reading it. She felt violated. "So this is the truth is it?" He asked as he began an angry approach towards her, she flinched, his aggression was scary. "This is what our relationship's been made up of?"

"That's private." Penelope managed to say and went to grab the book but Kevin was quicker, his arm flew up and he held it above her. "Kevin, please, that's not something you should be reading."

"Oh, don't I know it." Kevin told her back, and kept the book above his head. "You see, I've been thinking a lot into our relationship and I finally thought you were picking me more than them for once. You were starting to come around, seeing that I was a constant too and now... well now I have no idea."

"It's not what you think." Penelope said, she didn't know if to be angry or upset or hurt. He'd read something that was private, something that only her heart and mind knew about. Now it was public knowledge and she was absolutely humiliated. "You had no right to read it."

"We're in a relationship Penelope, or so I thought, what's yours is mine..."

"That doesn't count with a diary!" She said as the tears blurred her sight. She'd only that morning at work realised her diary was missing, she knew exactly where it had to be and she had enough faith in Kevin to preserve her a little bit of herself and not use it against her.

Oh boy was she wrong.

She surveyed him, his eyes were burning a hole right through her and she could almost collapse from the pain of the glare. She knew that the pages of words would hurt him, but he was never supposed to read them. Never in a billion years was he supposed to see what her heart wanted.

"Kevin... it doesn't mean a..."

"Of course it does!" Kevin told her and slapped the book down hard onto the table making Penelope jump. "You must think I'm so gullible. That I'm some piece of trash ready to be walked over. You might be good at acting it out Penelope, to keep the world a better place for yourself, but really it's all lies. Your entire life is lies!" He told her venomously. "And it's about time you grew up and realised that. We live in a sick and horrible world, your job should've told you that but you are hell bent on placing colour here and keeping a smile there. Well it's pointless." He grabbed the book again and flicked the pages over. "This stupid book shows it Penelope. It's like you're living a double life. Wake up and smell the roses."

Penelope felt the tears drop and watched him leave, taking the book with him. She spun around, he couldn't take that, it wasn't his, he'd read it all, he didn't need it. She wanted it, she wanted to destroy every page of it, forget it was ever written.

"Kevin, you can't take that."

"I think I can. I put two years into this relationship, I'm not about to end it easily." He saw Penelope's face pale, the mascara making tracks down her cheeks. "I'll keep this a little while longer."

"No!" Penelope whispered and went for it. "Please, Kevin..."

"I don't think so Penelope. This is coming with me for a little drive."

Penelope's mouth opened a little. "Wh-where exactly?" She asked him worriedly. "What are you going to do?" She began to panic, he knew how to use a photocopier, the internet, anything technological that she knew, he knew and he could use it to his advantage perfectly.

She could see it as a blog, on a lonely hearts website, emailed to everyone at work.

Yet what left his mouth killed her heart even more.

"I'm going to Morgan's with it." He told her and fled the house. Penelope took a moment to realise before she grabbed her shoes and her keys and ran after him.

Her heart was that book and she couldn't let it be shared.

Ever.

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Kevin was out for blood of some sort. He needed to ruin the part of Penelope that had been ruined in him. He knew it was cruel, he knew it was harsh but from what he'd just read, had made him feel cheated and he was out to fix it.

Except in the heat of the moment Kevin's idea of fixing it, was basically to share it. He was going to read it all out and if he knew Penelope right, she'd turn up. Try and stop him, keep her secret a secret. The idea spurred him on.

Kevin Lynch was a man scorned that night, he was hurt, he was broken and he was out for making the situation and feelings that were piecing him sharply even.

After all, as he'd told Penelope earlier, what was hers was his, and now he was proving that what was his was well and truly hers.

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A/N: Was gonna try and make this just a oneshot for the dissolution of the Garcia-Lynch (unwanted) love fest, but it turned into something much more...

Now the big question is... do you want more?