Case 38: Spring Break Massacre

David awoke to the sun streaming across the room, warming his skin in a golden haze as the shower ran. Feeling the bed in front of him dip he chuckled as he saw Dorian curl up in a patch of sun warmed sheets while the detective snagged JJ's pillow and snuggled into, falling into a doze.

He absently heard the shower stop and the door opening before his lover do doubt made his way silently across the hallway and into the room. David felt him coming closer until lips brushed his temple and he rolled onto his back, getting a kiss on the lips like he wanted.

Turning again he faced JJ as he dropped the towel so blue eyes could take in his perfect body in all its sun lit glory before he finally started pulling on clothes and weapon holsters before he sat on the edge of the bed, tugging on his socks and lacing up the heavy combat boots that should not have been that sexy.

JJ looked up, smiling and leaned over his lover, capturing his lips in a deep, sensual kiss that made the brunette moan, one hand coming up to tangle in damp red locks.

Pulling back the younger chuckled, his partner was by no means a morning person.

"Up ya get Doll, no rest for the wicked and after last night..." He trailed off, heat flashing in his green eyes that made the other shiver. David groaned but dragged himself up and got ready for the day.

Once at the station they were at their desks, going over reports and the like as they weren't needed on campus during spring break. JJ had taken to looking through cold cases and had already added another two cases to his solved tally.

JJ's phone rang and he answered it to find Madison on the other line.

"JJ, you need to get to the like. This girl, Aliyah Banks, she dead and there's blood in the water, and, well." She paused. "Everyone's saying it was a Piranha." She finished, her voice disbelieving and scared.

"Okay, keep calm and you and all those popular kids you know need to keep everyone out of the water and I'll be there soon." He stood up and gestured for David to follow, telling Ramirez to inform King they were off to the lake.

It was chaos as they reached the lake side beach but Madison had pulled through and roped the football players and cheerleaders into keeping the other students away.

JJ nearly jumped out of his skin when he found a piranha in a pile of algea and got it sent to the lab in a water tank before continuing. David had found a shoe print in the sand near the victim. Speaking of, JJ had to strip off to his boxer briefs to much cheering from people watching and swim out, pulling the body and inflatable to shore. He'd done it more than once in alligator filled waters in the past.

Madison was waiting by the SUV with Dorian when he got back and handed him a fluffy white towel which he took great fully.

"Thanks sweetheart, are you okay?" He asked after he pulled his jeans and boots back on and the blond nodded her head before biting her lip.

"Well mostly, there's this creepy guy over there that's been filming us and he Od in on my chest." She shrugged, feeling uncomfortable.

"Madison!" They both looked over to see Chad Baker, the football player walking over, looking at the cheerleader with confusion and concern. "Are you okay. He's not bothering you?" He gave JJ a glare but recoiled at the dark frosty look he got in return.

"No, JJ's a friend of mine. So is Dorian." She ruffled the dogs fur at the end. "JJ, this is my boyfriend Chad." She smiled brightly at that, seemed she truly liked the quarterback rather than just living up to expectations.

The red-head pulled his shirt on, re-attatching his weapons and looking more intimidating than normal with them all on display before he winked at the girl and walked over to the creep with the camera.

JJ watched the guy zoom in on several girls in bikinis and reached out, hand clamping over the lens. In shock the guys grip went slack and JJ pulled the camera from his grip.

"Dude! What the fuck!?" The brunette California guy glared at him before paling, JJ may have been smiling but there was no doubt he was pissed and as the pervert looked him over he got more terrified.

"Lieutenant James Jensen, and you would be?" His southern drawl was thicker and the way the words rolled on his tongue was decidedly sinister.

"Kurt Leary, you know, Babes in Bikinis." The idiot was close to stuttering and nearly pissed himself when green eyes darkened further at that.

"You mean a violation of privacy that allows me to confiscate this camera. " The red-head hummed malevolently. "Thank you for that. Oh, and if I see you here again, you'll be under arrest, they'll love you in prison."

Kurt gulped, shivering as the detective walked away with a smug grin. That fell away when he saw his lovers frown. David handed him a single piece of paper, a Rorshach inkblot test, like the one on their first scene with the university.

Green eyes closed with a pained expression.

This wasn't his first time working with a serial killer who liked to stay behind the scenes and he had no doubt that this was one of them.


Finding out that the victim had literally been eaten to death by piranhas but at least she was unconscious when it happened. But for all the horror of a young girl being killed in an obsessive bid to save the lake there was something far more sinister.

'Some people just need a little push to do the right thing'

It had been circling through his head all night and he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep and in the silence he became twitchy and restless. Every blind was closed and all the lights on as he curled in a corner, a pistol resting in his hand as he faced the room.

A creak from upstairs made him jump and his grip tighten until he the realised it was David moving across the floor and down the stairs.

The brunette was sleep ruffled and concerned as he slowly made his way across the room, crouching before his lover. Slowly reaching forward his hand rested on the others before twining their fingers together.

"Babe, you need to sleep, come to bed." He sighed but the look he got was without hope and filled with trouble.

"I can't. Three murders and I missed it and they're only getting worse." He sighed but with David here some of the tension melted away and he placed the gun down on the side table before pulling his partner forward and into his lap. Strong arms curled around the smaller's waist.

"Babe." The elder sighed before straightening up. "Okay, what do the three crimes have in comman?"

JJ blinked up at him before he began thinking.

"Girls, all the killers and victims are girls." The brunette made a noise of encouragement. "And extremes. Jealousy, self obsession and environmentalism. Misha felt like she had to do it, in fact they all did." JJ frowned. Suddenly he stood, dropping David into the chair as he started pacing, dialing someone on his phone.

"Hey Amelia, how ya been? Look I need a favour. The Siren, can you e-mail me the files? thanks." JJ hung up before booting up his laptop and David walked o er, curling around his lover and started reading the files over his shoulder.

The Siren had been the killers nickname as they used a recording of a beautiful singer to entrance the actual killers before and while hypnotizing them. Turned out it was his girlfriend's voice who was a lounge singer in the Quarter, she'd nearly killed him when she figured it out and was the one to hand him over.

"Hypnosis. That's the key, the girls were hypnotised!" JJ exclaimed.

"By a borderline sociopath with an interest in pscology and an unhealthy obsession with you." He didn't question it, he stated it, Tess Goodwin was the one behind it.