The Past Never Dies As Memories Do

Ch.1

There's a vampire in DC," the younger bother replied as Dean entered the room with bags of burgers, one of which is half in his mouth and fries.

"You sure?" Dean asked between bits.

"Yeah, she found it last night while we were out." Sam answered almost guilty to have just woken up from his drunk sleep to have found that I was working.

"Doesn't the laptop have a password?" Dean asked amazed at the sheer time and work went into this information. I should have you know that I had highlighted, took notes, and "out did myself," as I learn latter on.

"Yeah, she made a note about that too." I like sticky notes.

"Alright, DC it is then."

Reid flipped through the pages as he read the reports and wrote a profile from the information gathered. Glancing at his watch he saw he had only 15 minuets or 4 cases till he could go home and catch up on all the Star Track he's been missing. Then he looked up to see JJ rushing into Hotch's office. "maybe another night' he thought to himself.

Just then his cell phone began to ring with an unknown number calling it which was strange since Reid never forgot any phone number. He could tell you at least a hundred phone numbers for pizza in each state.

"Hello, Dr. Spencer Reid of the Behavior Analysis Unit." He answered as music played softly in the background on the other end.

"Wow Spence, that's how you answer your phone nowadays?" a husky voice Reid would never forget asked.

"Well I'm working Sam," Reid blushed lightly.

"So how's the FBI treating you?"

"We're like family, Sam. What's up with you?"

"Well, we're still kicking so… besides the usual, not really that much. There's most likely a vampire hive in DC so we're coming to pay you a visit."

Hotch came out of his office and gave the usual we got a case thing. "Well if we're lucky that's the case we just got assigned so call you latter and we can meet up okay?" Reid said hopefully, since it's been years since they've seen each other.

"Alright see you latter genius," Sam replied quickly.

"See you latter Sam," Reid responded and hung up to see Morgan watching him from afar.

"Who was that pretty boy?" he asked as they head up to the meeting room.

" Just a friend," Reid answered easily yet cautiously for he knew Sam was once on FBI most wanted and is now officially dead.

Reid watched the pictures of bloody to smiling woman dance across the screen behind JJ as she explained the case was about how dead woman have been showing up, some dead for months already with majority blood loss and all had a deep cut on their neck, the killing pattern which connected them all together. She explained how the first and at the time most recent dead was a Scarlet Sage was like the breaking point till the killer started almost throwing the women to the public say "look at how many I've killed and you can't stop me."

Reid was knew things that he knew the rest of the team weren't and hopefully for him, never were. One of which was that this was a vampire's work.

Once JJ was done Hotch gave out his orders but not much progress will be done today.

The next morning there was a new victim so Hotch sent Morgan and Reid.

Suddenly Reid's cell phone was ringing it's familiar tone as Morgan pulled into the crime scene.

"oh we both know who that is," Morgan laughed, flashing his perfect smile.

"Shut up," Reid complained wondering if he was blushing. Checking to be sure it was him sure enough SAM was in blue glowing letters on his phone. "Hey, Sam" he answered.

"Hey, we made it." Sam replied excitedly, "where are you?"

"I'm working the case Sam. There was another last night." Reid answered grimly.

"We'll be there as soon as Dean can get Nicki to wake up. She has a way of finding information like that quickly." Sam informed him. Now that Sam has mentioned the two of the hunters he could here Dean in the background noise.

"Why is she with you?" Reid asked remembering that she hunts with a different crew.

"You know she was never a good hunter. Good at everything but the actual hunt. Well this lead to that and she's stuck with us for a while." Sam explained like he still couldn't believe it.

"Well see you soon then." Reid hung up in the middle of a "I'm up" in the background.

"So where you going to meet her?" Morgan asked as soon as he saw the phone close.

"Sam's just a friend, Morgan." Reid protested as they entered the yellow tape and Morgan's million dollar smile fell as his work face took over.

The victim was sprawled out across the floor of the alleyway. The rest was the same as all the other's for the most part.

"So the unsub must have lured her away form the streets, sucked her dry and left with several pints of blood and nobody notices. How likely does that sound?" Morgan thought out loud to empty ears for Reid wasn't even paying a lick of attention. Reid was studying the body and the neck wounds.

Shortly afterward, Reid interviewed several bystanders and shop owners of the area knowing they've seen something but didn't know it. Had it been for Morgan, he could of asked the real questions. 'oh well, I'll do a run with Sam latter.' he thought to himself. He's been at it for a while when a black impala pulled up.

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