Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love

Part 1

Penelope Garcia awoke with a start, covered in sweat her breathing rather rapid and her heartbeat beating at least three times faster then its normal rhythm.

Finally after some minutes she managed to calm herself down, but knew from personal experience that she would not be going back to sleep. The dreams she had been having every night, ever since she started at the BAU five years ago, were getting out of hand. She Penelope Garcia was approaching her 31st birthday and she could feel some sort of event approaching, although what it was she did not know.

You would think that ordinary dreams would not bother her, the only problem with that theory, was that these dreams were far from ordinary as they were far too realistic for one thing. Not to mention she was getting variations of the same dreams over and over and over again and she knew very well that that could not be coincidence.

These dreams were so intense that she woke up every night after getting no more than 3 to 4 hours tops with her sheets covered in sweat and also her bodily fluids

You wouldn't think that dreams would bother her, considering that she saw dead bodies on her computer screen every single day due to her work with the BAU, but these dreams were totally different, as they weren't in the least frightening. They were more sexual dreams then nightmares and they appeared to be based hundreds of years in the past as she saw someone who was unmistakably herself, but different. Her hair was still blond, just like it was now, except straight instead of curly and she was still bigger busted, but the startling difference was she wore no glasses and her eyes were a strange purple instead of the brown she actually possessed.

Witch eyes, Garcia thought as purple was a very rare color and it actually remind her of some witches she knew who had that strange purple tint to their eyes. Her problem was that the sexual dreams always starred the same man, or rather vampire. She could tell he was a vampire as he did have red eyes for one thing, even though drinking human blood had been outlawed for more than 100 years, ever since the artificial had been created, but then these dreams appeared to happen many hundreds of years in the past, so that was understandable. She had no idea who this man was other then he had black hair and kind red eyes. She could also tell he was a vampire, because he had the white skin without a hint of the sun, which was also cold and hard that somehow wasn't so to her or at least she didn't mind that it was. Besides, this vampire tended to talk as he made love to her and gave her so many climaxes that she lost count and extremely powerful ones, much more powerful then she had ever had with any of her other lovers. She remembered falling asleep in his arms, as he held her tenderly whispering endearments into her ear and when she woke it was nothing more than a wonderful dream with bedsheets soaked in sweat and her intense sexual reactions.

Could she be dreaming of the past because she was reincarnated? Could that actually be her in the dream? If it wasn't then it had to be her twin sister, because they looked almost exactly alike, except for a few subtle differences. A witch's dreams often meant something and although she didn't often use her magic, as she preferred her computers. Too much magic around electronics could mess them up or even cause them to stop working entirely, but she was still technically a witch.

A lot of magical folks believed in reincarnation and even some humans, as well as some vampires did as well, although with vampires it wasn't often you found one that actually accepted the theory that humans and magical folks might be reincarnated. Technically vampires couldn't die unless they were killed by fire, which probably explained why not many believed in reincarnation and thought it was bunk.

She had always believed in such an unusual concept, as she believed in a lot of things that most people would snort in derision at and didn't think existed, including of her best friend Derek Morgan. She and Morgan might very well have become romantically involved if not for the fact that she had been having these dreams ever since her first day at the BAU. She and Morgan were good friends and it might have eventually turned into more if she hadn't just been flirting with him a little, but making sure it didn't turn into anything serious on his part. Penelope wasn't exactly sure what the dreams meant, but accepted that they did mean something, even if she didn't have a clue as to what, so she wasn't going to risk getting involved in a relationship, just in case her dreams suddenly came to life.

Witches were taught how to dream in pleasant nonsense, for their dreams could often become reality, but despite her best effects she had been unable to do that. Oh, her dreams started out pleasantly enough, but she knew it wasn't more than an hour or two at most before they turned into those intense sexual dreams that were extremely erotic and were driving her batty with sexual desire and need. The fact, that she hadn't had a decent relationship in at least a couple years didn't help the situation.

She had tried dating for awhile, but whenever she and her partner got around to having sex she always thought about the strange vampire that was so careful and tender with her and made her feel things that she had never felt with anybody else in her life. Every other man she had taken to her bed had never came close to measuring up, so she had finally quit dating at all.

She knew she had to do something about this situation before she was driven insane from her sexual dreams, but she had tried everything she knew and nothing worked, at least not for long. She had tried mundane sleep aids and she found that those weren't worth a damn thing as they didn't work to prevent her dreams. She then tried a sleeping potion that was supposed to give her at least eight hours of deep sleep before she awoke naturally, but that hadn't worked either, so she was getting desperate, as she was all worn out and needed a decent night's sleep.

When the dreams had first started they hadn't come every night and it was only every couple weeks that she got one and that hadn't been too bad, but within the last year she had started getting them almost every night and she very rarely got a break from them and she wondered why that was

Penelope sighed and rose from the bed knowing from experience that she wouldn't go back to sleep, so she might as well get a shower going to get ready for the day, but she knew she was going to need a lot of coffee to get her through the day. She drank nearly as much as Reid who she thought of as a brother or maybe a nephew. He was her baby and any relationship she got into in the future would have to accept the fact that she was extremely close to the team that was made up of half men. They couldn't be the jealous type that wanted her to break up the friendships she had with each of them including her boss Aaron Hotchner who was a vampire like the one in her dream. If she ever did go back to dating again, that man would have to accept that she was close friends with three other men and that she wasn't romantically interested in any of them. In other words, he couldn't be the jealous type that went insane with rage every time he saw her talking to another man. She didn't want a man that was going to try to control her every action or get her to quit her job, which she loved at least most of the time, just because of her long hours.

Penelope often wondered if her idea of the perfect man even existed, but then she remembered all the dreams she had, which had to been in the hundreds at least, although some of them were repeats and she knew that her perfect man did exist.

Her major question was though, would she ever meet this vampire that had stolen her heart without ever being present or her having met him to do so, but she knew deep in her soul that if she didn't she would never marry and probably quietly go insane if the dreams continued, somehow knowing they would at least until the two of them actually met or she died.

If only she had a name she could research him, as she was very good at that kind of thing and she should be considering that's what she did for the BAU. Unfortunately, for her the vampire never once told her his name as he appeared to expect her to already know it and her past self probably did. However, if she was truly reincarnated like she believed that name or the memories of their life together had not surfaced in her mind, as it was just one sexual dream after another. They were usually making love of some sort or at least laying naked on a bed holding each other or sometimes in some forest meadow. She had seen the room the two of them were in and it appeared to be some kind of bedroom, except it was made of what looked like adobe bricks, which to her meant Spain, but she could be wrong.

Penelope well knew that her family originated in Spain and they had moved to America hundreds of years ago, so it was very possible that she was indeed reincarnated from her ancestor, even if their names were different.

Penelope fixed yourself some coffee and drank it slowly, as she thought about the dream that she had just had, before sighing and heading out to her car to head into work.

~~~Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love~~~

David Rossi sighed, as he got ready for his appointment with Erin Strauss. Jason Gideon had left the team for personal reasons and so he had agreed to help out. Really, he was bored, as vampires didn't need to waste time sleeping every night and so he was more than willing to go back to the BAU, which he had helped create over 30 years ago.

Besides, he needed a distraction, as it stopped him from thinking about the fact that he had lost the woman he loved about 600 years ago. Her name had been Penelope and she had been gorgeous at least in his eyes. She had beautiful light blond hair and he had always been a sucker for blonds and gorgeous purple eyes. His, Penelope had also been one of the kindest, most generous people he had ever met, with a heart full of love and tenderness, even for someone like him, someone who drank human blood for a living, as the artificial stuff hadn't been created back then. The two of them had met totally by accident, as he was passing through a small town in Spain and she had happened to be crossing the street, heading to the small market. He remembered standing transfixed as this gorgeous creature had walked towards him totally carefree and unconcerned.

He had known the minute he'd set eyes on her that the two of them were mates and meant to be and so he'd followed her home home and they'd secretly gotten to know each other once she had gotten over shock. It had taken him a few months to convince her to run away with him as her father didn't approve of him. Her father had chased him off as Penelope's old man, Sylvester, had been his name, hated vampires and back then it was easier to tell who was one, because of the red eyes, but he had come back.

Penelope had fallen in love with him and had agreed to run away, but before that could occur Sylvester had discovered the two of them together and had tried to shoot him while threatening him, but Penelope had gotten in the way and she had died due to the bullet wounds.

Dave remembered begging to let him turn her into a vampire, but Penelope had looked at him with her purple eyes, full of love and told him calmly, "Do not worry my love, I will be reincarnated, even if that's not for a few centuries. I promise you this and that we will be together, someday. Please my love, survive for me and do not kill yourself like I know you are intending to do."

It was only her promise that the two of them would be together, even if that wasn't for a few hundred years that had allowed Dave to not immediately find a way to kill himself.

The father Sylvester had been kneeling over the body of his daughter crying out in his grief and Dave felt no regret for snapping his neck like a twig as he had deserved it, because his hatred of vampires had killed his daughter, his mate, the love of his life.

Dave remembered his sweet Penelope who had being only 25 as yet unmarried if only because her father chased off every single young man that tried to get her attention, as he had been extremely protective or perhaps, possessive was a better word, of his only child Penelope Dulce Garcia. Sylvester had believed that nobody was good enough for his daughter and had told her many times that he was not going to lose the like he had her mother who had died trying to give birth to her sister Persephone. Both mother and baby had not survived, which was pretty common in those days, particularly in the small towns where medical help was nowhere nearby. Even if there had been one a lot of the country folks didn't have the money for a real doctor and so had to settle on a midwife that was local. Besides, doctors hadn't exactly been thick on the ground back then and women doctors had been nonexistent, as it had been centuries before the women's revolution.

"Please Penelope come back to me soon I don't know how much longer I can take this," Dave said softly as he looked at the night sky. "I miss you so much, sweetheart, I don't know how I have survived these six centuries without you by my side."

Dave seemed to feel a gentle caress, even though he knew very well it was his imagination and a whispered, "Soon, my love, soon. Soon we will be reunited, I promise."

Dave was well aware that the term soon was relative and that it could mean anywhere from tomorrow to 100 years from now, but somehow he could feel his, Penelope's presence and so Dave had to hope that he would find his true love, his mate sometime in the next few years. Until then though he was going to stay very busy so that he didn't think about how much he missed her.

Dave sighed and headed back inside taking in the glass of blood he had been drinking with him, as it would be dawn soon and in a few hours it would be time for him to head to his scheduled appointment with Strauss. He wasn't looking forward to it, because he was very well aware that Erin Strauss could be a cold stone bitch and could make his life difficult if she so desired not that she would. He knew things about her that could see her lose her career, possibly even end up in prison and he knew that Strauss was an intelligent woman, so wouldn't bother him at least if she knew what was good for her she wouldn't.

Dave sighed again and headed upstairs to take a shower and get ready for the day, as he wanted to get the meeting with Strauss over with as soon as possible. The sooner the better as far as he was concerned and the less contact he had with her the better it would be for them both.

~~~Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love~~~

David Rossi stared at Penelope Garcia in total shock. He had just come from his old protégé's office and was being introduced to the team when she had walked in from what he assumed was her office.

"And finally this is Penelope Garcia, who is our technical analyst," Hotch introduced.

"It's nice to meet you," Penelope murmured, as she tried not to stare at David Rossi for she recognized him immediately as the man from her dream. She tried her best not to show how shocked she was at seeing the man she had been dreaming about for five years in the flesh, as she didn't need Morgan or any of the team for that matter questioning her on this particular subject at least not before she had a chance to talk to the man who she had caught staring at her also in shock. He apparently recognized her to, even though the two of them had never met—at least not in this life.

No one noticed how shocked the two of them were to see each other, except for Hotch as his brown eyes missed nothing. Normally, the rest of the team would have noticed, both Garcia's and Rossi's preoccupation, but they were too busy at the moment discussing about going to lunch to pay attention to their friend and new teammate.

Hotch inwardly smirked, because he knew from his old mentor's shocked expression the second he laid eyes on Penelope Garcia, that she was his mate and he would not have been wrong about that, but he was unaware of the ancient history that surrounded these two.

"It is nice to meet you too," Dave said shaking Penelope's hand giving it a gentle squeeze and noticed immediately that her brown eyes warmed just a little.

This was his, Penelope who had finally come back to him after 600 years, as he had felt the shock run up his arm as soon as his bare flesh had touched hers and from her reaction she had felt the same thing and yet hadn't even flinched. There was some subtle differences like the brown eyes, and glasses but other than that this Penelope Garcia could be the twin to the one that had died six centuries ago.

"You coming with us to lunch, PG?" JJ asked her friend not noticing either Penelope's or Rossi's preoccupation.

"No, that's okay why don't you just bring me back something as I have a few things to do in my office," Penelope answered immediately. "You know what I like."

"Come on, baby girl," Morgan urged her. "Surely the paperwork can wait."

"Who said I was talking about paperwork?" Penelope told Morgan giving him a look.

"Don't badger her, Morgan, if she says she has something to do, then she has something to do," Reid told his friend. "She can come with us another time."

The rest of the team, except for Garcia, Hotch and Rossi left.

"Why don't you go to the coffee shop across the street and talk as don't think I didn't notice your reaction, Dave," Hotch told his old mentor who simply smirked at him. "They're usually gone around an hour when I don't see that being any different today, but you need to be back at least a few minutes before they are, unless you want them to find out your little secret before you're ready for them to."

In his own way, Hotch was telling his friend and former mentor David Rossi that he knew that Penelope Garcia was his mate and he knew the two needed to talk away from the office where they could possibly be overheard

"Thanks a lot, Aaron," Dave told his old friend gratefully.

"You're welcome," Hotch promised.

"I'll explain everything once we get out of here," Dave told Penelope who nodded and willingly took his hand, saving her questions and Dave immediately gave it a gentle squeeze.

Hotch saw this and smiled knowing he would learn how their lunch date went at a later time, so he could be patient as he was a centuries old vampire after all, although he knew that he was a mere babe in the woods compared to his mentor and friend David Rossi.

As soon as the two disappeared into the elevator he headed to his office to do as much of the paperwork as he possibly could before they were heading out of town for a case. Now if he could only find his mate as he was incredibly lonely and had been for the last 400 years, but what would happen would happen.

~~~Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love~~~

Dave and Penelope sat in the coffee shop that was just across the street from Quantico and Garcia got herself a couple of danishes and a coffee before she sat down across from the man she knew from her dreams.

"I know you recognized me the minute you laid eyes only for the first time so why don't you explain why you did and then I will explain my part," Dave suggested gently, although all he really wanted to do was to take her to his place and rip her clothes off and then make love to her for weeks or months on end. However, he would be patient, because this was the first time he had seen his Penelope in 600 years and actually to be technical it was more than that, but 600 years or six centuries was just a nice round number.

"You'll likely think I'm crazy," Penelope said smiling into the dark brown eyes of the man she had been dreaming about for over five years. She had fallen in love with this man a long time ago, which was why none of her previous relationships had worked out.

"I doubt that, as I've seen a lot of things in my centuries on this earth that cannot be easily explained today," Dave denied taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Okay you asked for it," Penelope said relaxing. "I'll just give you the condensed version as we don't have a lot of time and the longer version is going to have to wait until we're off for the day, unless of course, you're on a plane somewhere traveling with the rest of the team."

"Let's hope not," Dave said with a smile, but knew in the back of his mind that was a distinct possibility.

"I'm sure you know that I'm a witch, although I rarely use my powers, as I just prefer my computers and magic and electronics, especially complicated ones don't mix," Penelope began to explain.

Dave nodded and thought that the Penelope Garcia he had known more than six centuries ago had also been a witch, but back than things were much different as there hadn't been as much technology back than, just simple things like plows.

"The reason I'm telling you this is that when witches dream it can mean something or nothing at all and as children we're taught to dream in pleasant nonsense, since our dreams can turn into reality if we are not careful. "However…"

"You been dreaming of me and you," Dave postulated when Penelope didn't continue.

"I have," Penelope admitted with a little smile. "For the last five years I've been having the most intense dreams and I barely get more than two or three hours of sleep a night as I know from experience that I won't be able to go back to sleep once I'm awake and so I don't bother to try anymore."

"What are the dreams about?" Dave asked, although he suspected he knew exactly what the love of his life had been dreaming about.

"They're based on the past," Penelope said. "The female figure in the dreams could be my twin, except she doesn't wear glasses and her eyes are purple like a lot a witches tend to have and also she's dressed in old fashioned clothes, that haven't been worn in centuries."

That sounded like his Penelope alright, Dave thought hope surging within him, but then he couldn't doubt it considering he had felt the connection snap into place like a puzzle piece as soon as he had shaken her hand.

"They're mostly intensely sexual in nature," Penelope admitted blushing, although that was something she rarely did. "However, there have also been ones where I sneak off from a man with blond hair that I assume is my father to meet you and where we talk for hours until you escort me home before dawn as my father was an early riser. I'm not sure of the timeframe, but eventually he caught us together and this was even after he had told me not to have anything to do with you and he shot me instead of you when I got in the way."

"It was only a few months," Dave said grimly. "I had just convinced you to run away with me, when your father came barreling into the little hideaway where we were talking. Your father was absolutely steaming mad, so furious in fact that he wasn't careful where he aimed his gun. When you got in the way of his bullets he realized that he had killed you he was devastated, as all he'd wanted to do really was chase me away from you as he knew that he couldn't kill me, because us vampires are practically indestructible, except under certain circumstances."

"You killed him," Penelope said and it wasn't really a question.

"He deserved it," Dave growled looking entirely like a vampire instead of human like he looked most of the time. "If he had only accepted the fact that we were meant to be together, it never would've happened and I would have been miserable for these last 600+ years. I only survived because you promised me, before you died in my arms that you would be reborn, even if it took hundreds of years. I had begun to give up hope, as the decades and then the centuries passed with no sign that you had indeed been reborn, but finally here you are. My life can finally start again, as really I was in a holding pattern, wandering the world looking for signs that you had been reborn. I watched over the rest of your family for a long time hoping for a sign that you had been born into the same family, but eventually I left Spain."

"My family did originally come from Spain, although we've lived here in America for at least the last three or four hundred years," Penelope said even as she stirred her coffee. "I'm originally from Los Angeles, but I came here to Quantico, because I was caught hacking into this pharmaceutical companies records as they used animals for their experiments. I was given a choice of either working for the FBI or someplace like the Pentagon or prison and you can see which one I chose."

"You remind me so much of my Penelope from so many centuries ago that it's uncanny," Dave said, as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "She was extremely softhearted, especially where animals were concerned and made friends with everything from badgers to mice as unlike a lot of women, even today she wasn't afraid of rodents."

"I had been working on a theory for several years that I might be reincarnated from your love," Penelope admitted. "There were just too many similarities for it to be otherwise, even though I realize that most people unless you're a witch or warlock, of course, don't believe in such a thing as reincarnation and think it's nothing more than bunk."

"I do," Dave said gently, "I truly believe that you, are my Penelope, my love, and were reincarnated from your past self, just as your previous incarnation promised me she would be as I felt the connection that I had with your former self snap into place as soon as we shook hands back at the office."

Penelope blushed at Dave's heated regard and she knew very well what he was thinking, as it was almost as if she could read his mind or maybe it's just that she understood what kind of thoughts could go to a man's mind, vampire or not.

"Now that we have found each other again maybe my memory of past events should come back fully or at least partially," Penelope said.

"That's a possibility," Dave agreed immediately.

"So you promised to tell me your side of the story," Penelope hinted.

"So I did, but it will have to be the reader's digest version, as we need to get back to the office in just a few minutes, so the longer version will have to wait," Dave said. "Besides, it will take me years to tell you everything I've been through since you died in my arms."

Penelope listened as Dave told her some of what had happened him over the years and she knew that he was going to much more detail later. It was fascinating stuff, but since they had so little time Dave kept it short

"We had better get back to the BAU," Dave said finally after checking his watch. "Penelope, I hate to rush things along, but will you join me at my house tonight if I'm not flying to some distant city?"

Penelope smiled gently and gave Dave's hand a gentle squeeze not minding the fact that it was ice cold or stone hard. "Yes, I will. We'll see how things go, but if we end up in bed together I won't object, even though I usually like to get to know someone before I sleep with them. However, considering I've been dreaming about you for five years I feel as if I know you, even if most of those scenarios we were laying in bed together or in a meadow somewhere."

"We'll see what happens," Dave said relieved that his, Penelope had agreed to at least come over to his place.

"There is one thing however, and that's I'd like to keep our relationship under wraps at for the least for present and no, it's not because I'm ashamed of it at all, but because Morgan is very protective of me, although we're very good friends nothing more. If we take our time and slowly let our relationship be known, he'll accept the fact better than if we rush into something and I'd rather not lose his friendship."

"You were never involved?" Dave asked wondering if he was going to have trouble with Morgan.

"No," Penelope promised, "it might have occurred if I hadn't been having dreams about you, but ever since my first day at the BAU while I flirt with him playfully I've been careful to keep it casual and not let it turn into anything more. Morgan knows that I don't have romantic feelings towards him and that I don't mind if he flirts with me, so long as he knows it will never lead anywhere. He also knows that I'm a grownup and I can take care of myself and deep down he knows that Hotch never would have allowed you to come back if you were going to cause problems. Don't worry if he gets too overprotective I know how to settle him down, as my life is my own and I won't have anybody trying to tell me how to live my life, not even a good friend like Morgan. It was those dreams and stopped me from getting involved in any serious relationships as part of me hoped that you and I would actually meet someday. Every time I dated someone and slept with them afterwards I always compared them to you, so those relationships never turned out as well as they could have otherwise. I kept comparing the person I was sleeping with to the dreams I kept having about you and I in various compromising positions and as I'm sure you figured out those men never measured up to my dreams."

Dave smirked at that and promised himself that he would be better in the sexual arena than the dreams she had been having about him and her.

"So are those dreams I've been having about sexual our relationship actually real or just my conscience's way of telling me that you were real to stop me from getting involved with any other man on a permanent basis?" Penelope asked.

"They were real," Dave said softly as he held her soft hand in his own. "In fact you were pregnant with our child when you were killed. You were just starting to show so you weren't very far along, just a few days, as half vampire babies grow really fast, just like full ones do. If only I'd had a baby as a physical reminder of our relationship, to raise and love, perhaps, I wouldn't have been so lonely these many centuries. Losing you, as well as our child came very close to destroying me and it was only that fact that your incarnation made me promise that I would live that allowed me to do so."

"I would love to have children with you," Penelope told Dave softly, "but not right away, so I'm going to start with an old witch's remedy that should prevent me from getting pregnant until I am ready to do so. You don't have to worry about me dying on you, as medical technology is much more advanced nowadays then it would have been centuries ago and I'm going to have a c-section, before I go into labor, so that we could have several children."

"I see you're aware of the problems that a human or a witch or a werewolf having a vampires child can cause," Dave said relaxing a little.

"I did research in my spare time, just in case you and I ever met," Penelope explained. "I knew there were no guarantees, but I wanted to be prepared. If I had known your name, which was never mentioned in any of my dreams I could have found you in a very short amount of time, but since all I had was a physical description it was nigh impossible, so I had to hope that you would eventually just reappear in my life and you did."

"You do know that eventually you'll need to be turned into a vampire, even if we don't do that for a year or two," Dave mentioned as he escorted his mate out to his car, so they could head back to the BAU.

"I know," Penelope said immediately, as she held onto Dave's arm her touch soothing him down to his very soul and he felt at peace for the first time in over 600 years. "However, as I said let's give it some time and let the team find out about our relationship and then get used to the idea before we even think about going that route. Us witches are fertile up until our 70s, since we can live to be four or five hundred years old I don't think we are going to need to worry about me becoming infertile in the near future. You look as if you're around 35, so I think I can afford to wait until I'm near the same age before we go through the transformation, which will be another four years as I'm just 30, although my birthday is coming up soon. I'm willing to have a child in that amount of time even several of them, so long as the pregnancies aren't too hard on me if that's what we decide to do."

"Let's concentrate on completing the bond that is between us, because even though it was completed before with your previous incarnation technically you aren't the same Penelope Garcia that you were 600 years ago, even if you are reincarnated from my love," Dave suggested gently. "Yes, you are my mate reincarnated as I felt the bond, but that's kind of just a recognition signal to let me know I have indeed found the one. It will take sexual intercourse in order to fully activate the bond that is between us, even if you won't feel it until after you are turned into a vampire."

Penelope who was fully aware of these factors nodded and let her mate talk as she loved listening to the sound of his voice, which had a slight Italian accent that was almost nonexistent anymore, likely because he hadn't lived in Italy for quite some time and because he had traveled the world searching for her.

"We'll talk more after work," Dave promised as he pulled his car up to the BAU building and parked.

"Yes, we will," Penelope agreed as she kissed his cheek, which pleased Dave no end as it was the first such gesture that he had received from his mate since they had met an hour ago.

He was extremely pleased that he wouldn't have to take things too slowly thanks to those dreams that his Penelope had been having because his inner vampire wanted nothing more then to attack her and make love to her right here in the front seat of the car and had wanted to do the same thing in the coffee shop. Luckily, it looked like he wasn't going to have to wait long to accomplish that goal as Penelope was more than willing to accommodate him and if it took place this very night he certainly wouldn't object. Once the bond was completed it would be a little easier to be away from her, although if they had to go help out some city before that bond was completed then it was going to be much harder.

"Well, talk after work," Penelope promised seeming to guess what he was thinking.

"We will," Dave agreed kissing her cheek causing her to blush slightly. "Shall I escort you back to your office, my lady, before I go to my own?"

"You shall, kind sir," Penelope said playing along taking the arm Dave offered her and allowing him to escort her into the building.

~~~Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love~~~

"Here's your lunch, PG," JJ said, but gave her a long look at she delivered it to Garcia's office.

"Thank you," Penelope said looking up at her friend. "Go ahead and ask whatever you want to and I'll answer so long as you promise to keep it to yourself until I'm ready to let certain facts be known."

"What's going on with you and Rossi?" JJ asked. "I was in my office when he escorted you from the elevator, which means you went somewhere together while we were lunch."

"We just went to the coffee shop, the one that is close by and if I tell you the reason why you must promise me not to say anything to anyone."

"Alright," JJ promise. "At least until you're ready to tell people and really it isn't my business it's yours, so you know I'll keep your confidence."

"Well, you see…" Penelope began telling her friend all about the dreams she had been having for the last five years and why that was significant.

"So you're saying that you believe you're reincarnated from this Penelope about 600 years ago and that you are Rossi's mate," JJ summarized looking disbelieving.

"I know very well that most people other than witches and warlocks don't believe in reincarnation," Penelope admitted, "which is why I usually don't mention that kind of thing in mixed company. However, magical people have always believed that we can be reincarnated and in fact it's supposedly quite common. I don't believe that I would have been getting these dreams about David Rossi if the two of us weren't connected in someway, as a witch's dreams usually mean something, especially if they keep repeating over and over again and I have been getting variations of the same dreams on and off for five years. We are taught as children how to dream in pleasant nonsense, but for me that hasn't worked in a long time. I had to believe, that someday Dave and I would meet and what do you know, it has just occurred when I least expected it to. Believe me, if I had even known his name I would've found him over the internet long since, but in my dreams it seemed we'd known each other for sometime and his name was never mentioned. Dave also told me that he felt the connection that he had with his Penelope 600 years ago snap into place as soon as we shook hands, so he knows that I am the reincarnation of his mate and his love from so long ago. The only time that a vampire feels a connection a person is when they touch bare skin to bare skin and its only when they've have found their mate that it's like a bolt of lightning goes through them the minute that happens. Dave told me that the only reason he survived the death of his, Penelope six centuries ago was because she urged him to live and promised that she would be reborn. He promised to live for her, so that they could be together sometime in the future and that is the only reason he didn't immediately kill himself as usually happens when a vampire loses their mate."

"He must've felt as his if half his soul had been torn away," JJ muttered looking sympathetic, having a hard time imagining what kind of pain Rossi had been in for more then 600 years, loneliness being the least of it, she was sure. JJ wasn't sure how he had managed to survive without his soulmate for 600+ years promise or no promise, but he had somehow done it and for that Rossi had her respect, as she was sure that she would never have been able to keep such a promise herself.

"I'm sure he did, but since I've been having those dreams I've been subconsciously expecting him to show up in my life, so I'm not about to cause him more misery by denying our connection or what he feels for me or rather my past self and while we talked over lunch we are going to be talking some more after work," Penelope explained. "We really didn't have time to go into a lot of details since lunch is only an hour."

"You don't want this getting back to Morgan," JJ realized.

"Not until Dave and I have had a chance to get acquainted so to speak, as I don't plan on telling Morgan about the dreams I've been having for the last five years as not only would he not understand he would likely scoff at the concept that they were anything more than dreams. Morgan is human and so he has no ideas about vampires and bonds and even if he knows about them that doesn't mean he knows what they mean, not truly and deeply. Only vampires and werewolves who have such things as mate bonds can understand them on an instinctual level. I likely would've been more reluctant in my relationship with Dave or at least it would've proceeded much more slowly if not for the fact I've been having those dreams, but thanks to them I haven't been in a serious relationship since I was about 25. I somehow just knew instinctively that they meant something because dreams never repeat unless they do."

Penelope didn't tell JJ about the baby that Dave had lost along with her other self 600 years ago, as that was not information that she needed to know.

"So I'm assuming that after you talk, it's quickly going to lead to other things," JJ mentioned and Penelope nodded.

"Yes, I've been in love with him for years, even though at that time I had no idea who he was. If you had been having the same dreams I have for the last five years you would've fallen in love with him to. I firmly believe it was my past self trying to tell me that the time was approaching where I would finally be happy. Magical folks, some of them anyway, have a gift for telling the future, but my dreams were based on the past and while some magicals have what is known as rectrocognition, which means being able to see the past, although usually you have to be touching an object of some sort to do that. However, that talent has never been in my family line that I know of, so really the only logical explanation is that I am the reincarnation of that Penelope Garcia. I truly believe that my previous incarnation has been trying to tell me for five years now not to get involved in a serious relationship, as my destiny was approaching."

JJ didn't need it spelled out to her what kind of dreams her friend had been having, as she could guess very well they had been mostly sexual in nature.

"Alright then, I won't say anything until you're ready to," JJ promised. "Your life is your own and if Morgan tries to interfere I'll make sure he understands that he could lose your friendship if he tries to come between you and Rossi."

"Yes, I would hate to lose Morgan's friendship that has been a cornerstone of my life, ever since I started here at the BAU. However, Dave is more important than that friendship, as I died on him once due to my father at the time who didn't like vampires and absolutely hated him, so we had to sneak around behind his back in secret until we were finally caught, which led to my death. I got in the way of my father's bullets and he shot me instead of Dave. It was a horrible, horrible accident, but my father at that time was absolutely out of his mind with rage as he had told me to stop seeing him and I disobeyed, because I had already fallen in love with him at least that's what I remember from my dreams."

"That won't happen this time around, Garcie," JJ told her friend sympathetically.

"No, it won't, because both my parents are dead and if Morgan tries to come between us, well, I'll disabuse him of the notion that he has any say in my personal life, even if that wrecks our friendship, because that's all it is no matter how much we flirt with each other. I won't claim that losing Morgan's friendship won't hurt me, because it would, but Dave has quickly become very important to me, despite the fact we only met a couple of hours ago."

"Well, if you truly are reincarnated from your ancestor, this Penelope, well I can understand that," JJ said thoughtfully. "I mean you even share the same first name and from what you've told me you look basically the same as well, except for a few minor differences."

"Which is to be expected, considering that she's my very distant ancestor from 600 years ago. That we share the same name is amazing enough and the fact that I have a twin sister Persephone where the other Penelope also had a sister named Persephone, except that they weren't twins and she died along with her mother in childbirth. That Penelope grew up an only child due to her sister's death, while I on the other hand have quite a few brothers and several sisters."

"Giving birth back then was harder and you lived out in the country, which means that you didn't have a doctor nearby or even a midwife," JJ said, "and death during childbirth was more common back then, then it is today."

"Not to mention that doctors likely weren't exactly very thick on the ground back then and there was also no such thing as women doctors," Penelope added. "It's also possible that my father didn't have the money to pay one, even if one had been available, as we didn't exactly look rich. My family came from Spain from what looked like a fairly rural village several hundred years ago at least from what little I remember seeing of where that Penelope lived in my dream, which is where Dave and my previous incarnation met. Come to think of it, midwives were more common back then, but there might not have been one that live in the same village as my previous incarnation or something just might have gone wrong that a midwife couldn't prevent."

The two of them continued to chat for a few minutes before JJ headed back to her office as she had a lot to think about.

~~~Future Reincarnation of a Lost Love~~~