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He was going to die and he knew it. His blood was dried on his legs and his arms. Everyone thought he was dead. The funeral had been held, final goodbyes had been said. Everyone was grieving and moving on. His own fiancée Penelope Garcia, even believed he was dead. He was lying on the floor of the stable in their own backyard listening to her cry, being to weak to call out to her, to assure her that he was still alive.
Kevin Lynch-the cause of all of this- was at her side, letting her cry onto his shoulder. Acting like he really cared that Derek was 'dead.'
But he wasn't. Not yet anyway. He would be soon if someone didn't help him. It was all fake, all made up. The wrecked car, the fake body that resembled Derek perfectly. Kevin was going to win. Derek knew that. He and Pen had always had a connection and eventually there would be a 'them' again.
Nobody was searching for him, he was going to die out there in that stable. Kevin didn't even care. Because as long as Derek was out of the picture Kevin would have Pen all to himself.
And in his twisted, evil mind, the picture now was prefect. No more Derek Morgan taking Pen away from him anymore. No more worries about their wedding. No more flirty phone calls.
He had finally won. He had Pen all to himself.
But not if Derek wasn't completely dead, like everyone thought.
He didn't know if he would walk out of this stable, he didn't know if he would see his fiancée again. But he did know one thing for sure if everything else didn't work, he would not let Kevin Lynch win this. The more tears Pen shed over him, the more angrier Derek became. She was crying over nothing! He wasn't really dead. But her heart was broken, and the loss of him was dawning on her.
Kevin was sitting there telling her it was all right, acting as if he knew nothing when he knew everything. He couldn't really love Pen, after all the pain he was putting her through. It was his way to get back at her for breaking up with him for Derek.
With his anger swelling up in the pit of his stomach he rolled over on his side, trying to make noise of any kind to lure Pen to that stable.
As his foot neared the door, a sharp pain went up his back making him grimace in pain. He lurched away from the stable door, making no noise, just in time to plunge into unconsciousness.
Kevin chuckled to himself as he passed by with his arm around Pen and muttered;
"The drugs must be working."
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