Addiction

Disclaimer: I owned nothing but the ideas

So apparently some of you would like this to carry on and become a bit more of a story. I am not making any promises at this point as to how often I will update as I have an on-going project that needs my attention but I have decided to keep this one running and see where it leads (Does Derek get the girl? Mmmm what do you think?)

So here goes with a little Morgan/Garcia romantic fluff (and a bit more maybe at times).

This is dedicated to the broken hearted Morgan/Garcia shippers out there and as such is in no way cannon to the show (so please don't slate me for that).

. . .

The flight to California was long enough for him to catch up on all the information Garcia had kindly downloaded to their tablets for them. With the main in flight briefing over, Derek had retreated to a comfortable corner of the jet and started to devour the information.

He was aware it was a little out of character, the team tended to stay close together and share ideas even after the main briefing but he really needed to up his game after day-dreaming in the conference room earlier. He had been aware of the sideways glance Reid and JJ had shared as he'd got up to walk away but needs must if he wasn't going to make it anymore obvious his head had not been in the right place at the right time.

Flicking through the images from the various scenes once more Derek began to build a better picture of what they were facing. That and the insight his colleagues had given throughout the briefing had helped him to process things quickly. The images showed the four dead male bodies of a similar age, late teens/early twenties. The MO was near identical in each. The overkill blatantly obvious even to the untrained eye, and it wasn't a crude forensic counter-measure. This was violent, aggressive and completely over the top. The UnSub had lost it at this point.

Contemplating this alongside the information that all three men had been raped shortly before death, no semen so the killer had thought that through. It was the only thing that seemed planned about the whole thing.

They hadn't found any evidence to link the victims yet, though he knew Garcia was conducting searches the locals wouldn't have even thought about.

Derek was just about to get himself a coffee when he heard the dulcet tones of his very own Goddess. Involuntarily he let out a moan. Instantly he was aware of four pairs of eyes on him. Shutting his eyes he winced; glad they couldn't see his face. Drawing in a breath he turned and smiled widely. "Sorry Baby Girl, but I'm guessing that you contacting us isn't good news."

"Trust me My Chocolate Adonis, you can moan as much as you want, you know I like it!"

Her flirtatious tone let him know the comment came with an over exaggerated wink. This rest of the team groaned at their banter, which Derek was glad of as it covered the guttural growl in his throat at the thought of her making him moan. Focus Morgan, focus! Plastering his widest grin on his face he leaned forward between Reid and JJ, so that Garcia could see him. "Anytime, Sweetheart, anytime!" Her nervous giggle was his reward, he liked to know he had some impact on her too.

This was accompanied but a cough from Hotch that made it clear that the call needed to get back on track. Derek returned to the seat at the group table he had previously occupied.

"Unfortunately my Noir Knight is correct and I bare bad news," Garcia continued with the up most professionalism, "We have more bodies via VICAP that fit these ones in a spookily, far more than a coincidence, way."

"Why weren't we aware of these before?" Hotch asked.

"Well from the reaction I have got so far in requesting further information, the locals weren't sharing information so no-one made the connection. I am sending you all I have so far, listen for the bing!"

The jet fell silent as they awaited the latest information. The tell–tale signal let them know that had received her input.

"You will notice that the earliest date we have is just over a year ago. The most recent is another body that was discovered this morning in Escondido. Though the initial report indicates that the body has been in place for about a week."

"It's still an clear escalation," Dave chipped in, without looking up from his tablet, "link these in with the four we have already and each kill is getting closer together."

"He's spiraling, losing control of his urges," Derek added, feeling he was able to join back in fully with the usual team idea bouncing. "This could be the beginning of the end"

"Or he's managed to keep people off the scent this long he could disappear and carry on somewhere else before we even get close," Hotch warned, his face etched with concerned as he too scanned through the fresh information.

"These sites are significantly spread out across the state," Reid added, "If you cross reference the dates that the bodies were discovered the picture is confusing but consider the estimated dates and times of death and there seems to be a clear Geographical pattern across the year that may suggest a specific route."

"So we're looking for what? A trucker? Rep? " JJ questioned.

"These could be possible, many jobs do include a element of travel, yet usually these trace back to a central point. If that is the case then out killer is definitely not acting within his comfort zone. There seems to be a circular route over the months, which could lead to a central home base. I will be more specific once I have fully compiled the Geographical profile."

Derek tried to comprehend how in the time they had had the information Reid had calibrated that without even opening a map. The kid still surprised him.

"Altogether this brings our total up to fifteen," Hotch pointed out, "We have very little to go to on. Reid I think it would be worth while you focusing on the Geographical profile. Garcia keep searching, hopefully you won't find any more victims but maybe just maybe, you'll find something to link them, though I am not hopeful. Morgan, JJ – can you two focus on victimology? Keep in contact with Garcia and see is she can help. Dave and I will see if we can start to draw up a profile. We still have enough of the flight left to try and hit the ground running. I think we might need to convince a few people of the seriousness of this UnSub and my concern is that if someone who appears this disorganised can kill so many over so long without detection then we risk him moving on before we can track him down."

Hotch's tone was enough to make them all realise that they had to buckle down. The jet was soon a busy hub as they tried to make sense of the plethora of information.