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Title: Hidden
Rating: PG-13
Part: 3/?
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Fandom: Criminal Minds/Buffy
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it, woe is me.
Rating: PG-13
Part: 3/?
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Fandom: Criminal Minds/Buffy
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it, woe is me.
Spencer woke two hours later to a knock on his door. He stumbled out of bed and blinking the sleep out of his eyes opened the door. Derek swallowed as the door opened to reveal Reid, bare-chested and sleep mused he stood still for a few seconds before speaking.
“There’s another victim.” Spencer nodded silently and closed the door. Derek stared blankly at it for a moment, trying to analyze his strange reaction to Reid, he was only coming up with one conclusion so he shook it out of his head and walked back towards his room.
Spencer mechanically dressed, still barely conscious but head whirling, had Derek been watching him? What had he been thinking of answering the door in just his pants, god at least he had pants on, he could just imagine the teasing he would get. He grabbed his satchel and swung it over his shoulder. He closed the door behind him, making sure it locked and made his way down to the car. He slid into the backseat and slumped down as Gideon turned around in the passenger seat and filled him in on the new victim.
“Louisa Cristof, 23, Caucasian, a couple walking to the bus found her in an alley. Cause of death appears to be blood loss due to a neck wound, same as the other victims. Time of death seems to be around midnight last night.” Spencer frowned.
“Was she out at a nightclub, like the others? It seems a bit early to be going home.” Gideon shook his head.
“It seems that the nightclub wasn’t part of his signature, she was working, her shift ended at midnight, it’s only a block away from where she died. It wouldn’t have taken her more then ten minutes to walk, and given the time of death he probably killed her within a few minutes of finding her.” Gideon turned to Hotch. “Did you find any vampire or blood clubs in the area?” Hotch shook his head.
“I checked the phonebook and on the web, I even had Garcia look, we can’t find any.” He frowned as Spencer let out an airy chuckle.
“You won’t find them in the phonebook or on the net, blood bars and vampire clubs are found by word of mouth, they don’t advertise.” He shrunk back a little at their incredulous looks. “I met someone who went to them when I was researching for my thesis.” Hotch perked up.
“Would you be able to contact them? They could provide valuable leads in the case.” Spencer shook his head.
“No, they couldn’t help, the circles are different in each city, someone who is accepted in Cleveland would have no clue about the setup in Charleston.” The other men looked disappointed and the car lapsed into silence.
Spencer mechanically dressed, still barely conscious but head whirling, had Derek been watching him? What had he been thinking of answering the door in just his pants, god at least he had pants on, he could just imagine the teasing he would get. He grabbed his satchel and swung it over his shoulder. He closed the door behind him, making sure it locked and made his way down to the car. He slid into the backseat and slumped down as Gideon turned around in the passenger seat and filled him in on the new victim.
“Louisa Cristof, 23, Caucasian, a couple walking to the bus found her in an alley. Cause of death appears to be blood loss due to a neck wound, same as the other victims. Time of death seems to be around midnight last night.” Spencer frowned.
“Was she out at a nightclub, like the others? It seems a bit early to be going home.” Gideon shook his head.
“It seems that the nightclub wasn’t part of his signature, she was working, her shift ended at midnight, it’s only a block away from where she died. It wouldn’t have taken her more then ten minutes to walk, and given the time of death he probably killed her within a few minutes of finding her.” Gideon turned to Hotch. “Did you find any vampire or blood clubs in the area?” Hotch shook his head.
“I checked the phonebook and on the web, I even had Garcia look, we can’t find any.” He frowned as Spencer let out an airy chuckle.
“You won’t find them in the phonebook or on the net, blood bars and vampire clubs are found by word of mouth, they don’t advertise.” He shrunk back a little at their incredulous looks. “I met someone who went to them when I was researching for my thesis.” Hotch perked up.
“Would you be able to contact them? They could provide valuable leads in the case.” Spencer shook his head.
“No, they couldn’t help, the circles are different in each city, someone who is accepted in Cleveland would have no clue about the setup in Charleston.” The other men looked disappointed and the car lapsed into silence.
They pulled up outside an alley cordoned off in police tape a few minutes later. Spencer climbed out and followed Hotch as a uniformed officer waved them under the tape. The coroner was waiting for them to finish analyzing the area before he removed the body, Spencer knelt down beside the body. Her hair was tied in a bun so Spencer could see her neck perfectly, it was without a doubt a vampire bite. His eyes scanned over the rest of her body, rigor had set and receded, but there were no signs of decomposition yet, he was scanning her face for bruises when he froze. The woman had blood in her mouth. Spencer glanced around, the alley was surrounded with walls high enough that the ground was protected from direct sunlight, he mentally cursed, he’d turned one and she was going to wake up any minute in the middle of a crime scene surrounded by police. Spencer moved away from the body and the other members of his team, slipping behind a dumpster and pulled out his phone. He dialed Willow’s number and waited for her to pick up.
“Hello.” Willow sounded abrupt and there was the sound of a fight in the background, feminine yells and the thump of fists and feet on flesh.
“Hello.” Willow sounded abrupt and there was the sound of a fight in the background, feminine yells and the thump of fists and feet on flesh.
“Willow it’s Spencer, he’s turned one, she hasn’t woken yet but she’s bound to any moment in the middle of police who have no idea what to do.”
“We know, we found the original.” There was the unmistakable sound of a vampire dusting in the background. “But he’s got a grudge against the police, one shot him once and he’s been brooding over it. He’s set up an ambush, once the new one wakes up, there’ll be at least a dozen vamps coming after you, have you got a cross and a stake?” Spencer swallowed loudly.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t die then, we’ll be there as soon as we can.” The call shut off and Spencer immediately started rummaging in his bag, he pulled out a stake and a cross and tucked both into his waistband, he stepped out from behind the dumpster just in time to see the body jump up and tackle the coroner. He broke into a run as other figures jumped from windows or emerged from the shadows. He reached the fledgling as it bared the coroner’s neck and thrust his steak into it’s heart, he pulled back as it dusted and looked up the incredulous faces of his team and the other officers.
“Stake to the heart, decapitation or fire, a cross will make them back off, be careful at hand to hand, they are faster and stronger then you are. Bullets to the head and spine will incapacitate. Help is coming” He turned as the first vampire reached him and thrust the cross in his other hand into his face.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t die then, we’ll be there as soon as we can.” The call shut off and Spencer immediately started rummaging in his bag, he pulled out a stake and a cross and tucked both into his waistband, he stepped out from behind the dumpster just in time to see the body jump up and tackle the coroner. He broke into a run as other figures jumped from windows or emerged from the shadows. He reached the fledgling as it bared the coroner’s neck and thrust his steak into it’s heart, he pulled back as it dusted and looked up the incredulous faces of his team and the other officers.
“Stake to the heart, decapitation or fire, a cross will make them back off, be careful at hand to hand, they are faster and stronger then you are. Bullets to the head and spine will incapacitate. Help is coming” He turned as the first vampire reached him and thrust the cross in his other hand into his face.
“Slayers will be here soon.” It snarled even as fear crossed its face.
“They will be too late; we will already have fed and left.” Its hand snapped out to knock the cross from Spencer’s hand but Spencer stepped forward, stake in hand and was already moving again as it dusted. Hotch had taken his advice and was going for head shots, Gideon and a uniform had produced crosses and were holding back a pair of vamps, their backs against a wall. Some of the crime scene unit had tried to run and were being hunted down, most of the uniforms and detectives had disregarded his advice and were shooting at limbs and the vampires already had one of them down. What Spencer saw next almost made his heart stop, a female vampire had Derek backed up against a wall, the agent seemed unable to shoot the woman, as Spencer started moving towards them, she knocked the gun out of Derek’s hand and morphed into gameface. Spencer could see Derek’s eyes widening in shock as the woman smiled evilly at him and pulled his head sideways to expose his neck, she lowed her head and was just about to bite down when Spencer slammed into her. Her head shot up and she snarled at Spencer who thrust the cross into her face. He grabbed Derek’s hand and tugged him away from her. Relief washed over him as a bright light flared and Willow and the slayers appeared. Willow waved at him as she conjured a fireball and lobbed it at one of the vampires attacking Gideon, the slayers fanned out and Spencer smirked at the vampire in front of him. As it was focused on him Vi appeared and dusted it from behind.
“Nice of you to invite us Spence.” It took less then five minutes for Willow and the slayers to clear up all the vampires. A few of the detectives had bruises and broken bones and two of the crime scene unit had been killed. Willow walked over to Spencer.
“You just can’t keep out of trouble can you?” He hugged her, relishing the silence and comfort before the inquisition he knew was coming.
“They will be too late; we will already have fed and left.” Its hand snapped out to knock the cross from Spencer’s hand but Spencer stepped forward, stake in hand and was already moving again as it dusted. Hotch had taken his advice and was going for head shots, Gideon and a uniform had produced crosses and were holding back a pair of vamps, their backs against a wall. Some of the crime scene unit had tried to run and were being hunted down, most of the uniforms and detectives had disregarded his advice and were shooting at limbs and the vampires already had one of them down. What Spencer saw next almost made his heart stop, a female vampire had Derek backed up against a wall, the agent seemed unable to shoot the woman, as Spencer started moving towards them, she knocked the gun out of Derek’s hand and morphed into gameface. Spencer could see Derek’s eyes widening in shock as the woman smiled evilly at him and pulled his head sideways to expose his neck, she lowed her head and was just about to bite down when Spencer slammed into her. Her head shot up and she snarled at Spencer who thrust the cross into her face. He grabbed Derek’s hand and tugged him away from her. Relief washed over him as a bright light flared and Willow and the slayers appeared. Willow waved at him as she conjured a fireball and lobbed it at one of the vampires attacking Gideon, the slayers fanned out and Spencer smirked at the vampire in front of him. As it was focused on him Vi appeared and dusted it from behind.
“Nice of you to invite us Spence.” It took less then five minutes for Willow and the slayers to clear up all the vampires. A few of the detectives had bruises and broken bones and two of the crime scene unit had been killed. Willow walked over to Spencer.
“You just can’t keep out of trouble can you?” He hugged her, relishing the silence and comfort before the inquisition he knew was coming.
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