I would've posted this sooner except for the fact I've been a little distracted because Kirsten Vangsness (aka Penelope Garcia) sent me a autograph back in the mail. This has been a happy day for me. Enjoy the chapter.

It had been a long day. It was nearly eight in the evening and because of a huge traffic jam in Raleigh, North Carolina they were just now crossing into South Carolina. They had agreed they were pulling off at the next exit and getting hotel rooms. Beaufort was a least another three hours away and they were both exhausted. The only hotel they could find with vacancy was a small hotel called Sleepy Inn.

"The 1980's called." Garcia said. "They want their hotel back."

The hotel did look pretty outdated. It was only two floors and the office was on the backside of the hotel. Once they had walked into the office a middle aged man sitting at his desk looked up and the minute he saw Garcia, he quickly put his newspaper down on his desk.

"How can I help you?' the clerk asked.

"We're looking for rooms. The sign said there was vacancy." Morgan said.

The clerk looked sideways at Morgan. He was giving bold signs he was into Garcia. But then after rolling his eyes at Morgan and noticing Garcia didn't have a wedding ring he said with a small smile:

"There's only one room left with vacancy"

"We'll take it." Garcia said, knowing that he was trying to get Morgan to go to a different hotel. Looking rather disappointed, the man cursed under his breath then turned around to get a key off the wall. When he was facing them again he said:

"I'm going to need some identification"

Morgan reached into his pockets, but couldn't find his wallet. He took the bag from his shoulder off and looked through that too. When he still couldn't find his wallet he said:

"I must have left it in the car. Be right back."

Garcia could've almost have slapped him. The clerk kept inching his hand towards hers and when he only had his hand about three inches away she moved her hand.

"Well miss here's the key to your room. I wouldn't want you to have to keep waiting on that man."

Garcia just rolled her eyes and took the key. She grabbed all their stuff and headed to the elevator to go to room 204.

About ten minutes later, someone was knocking on the door. Garcia half expected it to be the clerk at the front desk, but was surprised to see it was Morgan.

"Hey Morgs, didn't they give you a key?"

'No. The clerk wouldn't let me upstairs without identification."

"You still couldn't find your wallet?

"No, I think I left it at my apartment."

"Derek! What if we had been pulled over?"

"We didn't get pulled over."

"Yeah but we could have been!"

"Pen I'm sorry. I didn't know I didn't have my wallet or I wouldn't have drove I swear."

Someone else was knocking on the door now, Garcia looked out the peep hole to see a security guard at the door. Once she opened the door the guard said to Garcia:

"Do you have an ID ma'am?"

"Yes." she said, getting her driver's license out of her bag.

"You need to show your ID to the office clerk. "And as for you" he said looking at Morgan. "You need to go sign in."

Once they were downstairs the clerk took Garcia's driver license and began entering all the information in the computer. He put in everything- id number, address, phone number, weight...

"Is there anything else you need?" Morgan asked. 'Her birth certificate? Passport? Vaccination Records?"

The clerk didn't even answer him just shoved the paper toward him and said: "Sign."

In the elevator going back upstairs, Morgan apologized again to Garcia.

"Don't worry about it Morgs." she said. "It's okay to forget something every once in a while."

Not five seconds after she said that the elevator stopped at the second floor. They kept waiting on the door to open but it wouldn't budge.

'Could anything else go wrong?" Morgan yelled.

He started pressing the buttons but nothing was happening. He tried to pry the door open but when that didn't work he pressed the alarm button.

'What else can go wrong in this place?" Morgan said. "Could anything top this?"

"Yeah." Garcia answered. "One of us could need a bathroom."

Morgan looked back at her and then they both started laughing. Morgan let his hand hit the alarm button again. This was the second time he had hit it and that really set them off. Finally the security guard banged on the door and said that he would try to fix the problem himself, and if that didn't work he'd call the fire department. Once he was done yelling Morgan and Garcia sat down on the floor of the elevator.

"Sorry Morgs." Garcia said. 'A whole street of hotels and I chose this one because the price was right. Probably bed bugs too."

"And no hot water after midnight." Morgan joked.

'Was there even soap in the bathroom or is that extra?" Garcia said.

"When they rescue us. They'll add 'rescue' to the bill." Morgan said.

They sat in the elevator talking for a while until finally about 30 minutes later when the elevator door opened. They scrambled to their feet and got out of there before the door could close again.

I know my ending to this chapter was bad. Please Review!