(Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or it's characters.)

So it's that time of year again! I love Halloween soooooo much, it's just a little below Christmas for me! Now that I'm 17, I'm pretty sure I'm exempt from trick or treating ,-( so to celebrate I'm going to write a fic on the team's Halloween. And yes, I know it's not Halloween, but this story will run through Halloween and I thought it's Halloween month so here it is...

I got this idea from another story written a couple years ago, it think it was called The CM Halloween special or something, but it only had one chapter, and it didn't look like an update would come...ever. I like the whole idea of the team turning into their costumes and I really wanted a continuation. But if you want something done, you do it yourself, which is exactly what I'm going to do. You should check out the other story, it's really good, it's a WIP though.

All mistakes are my own.

Please review.

Garcia, I don't understand why we're doing this thing in a cemetery. Isn't Halloween creepy enough for you?" Emily moaned, sifting through the costumes as Garcia tried on different cat ears.

"It's a surprise aaand we're going after the party, so stop moaning!"

"I swear, if you are planning to scare us, I will never agree to your party's again", Emily warned, a smirk on her lips.

"I'm not going to scare you, hand on heart", Garcia promised, throwing an arrow headband into her basket, along with several squishy fake eyeballs.

"You better not. How's this?" She pulled out a costume and Garcia laughed.

"Emily, you're too pretty to be the grudge!"

"Urgh! I'm never going to find a costume. Can't I just come as I am", Emily pleaded, trudging away from the rail.

"No way!"

"Urghhhh!"

"Well, Reid's on board with it. Maybe you should start appreciating Halloween and dressing up like he does."

"That's because you and Reid love Halloween. For us sane people, letting monsters come out to play is not enjoyable", Emily crossed her arms.

"Oh shush! I've already solved your problem", she motioned to the second rail of costumes and Emily groaned when she realised which one Garcia was referring to.

"What times your party, Dad?" Jack asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Not for two hours. Which reminds me; I should be getting ready. Are you packed for your sleepover?" Hotch eyed the empty backpack on the counter.

"Almost, but I wanted to see your costume fitst", he said with a shy smile. Hotch sighed.

"If you get that bag packed, I promise I'll put my costume on before Jessica picks you up", Jack Squealed happily and tore out of the room, dragging his backpack along behind him.

Rossi gazed at his costume and grunted. He wasn't keen on the whole prospect of dressing up, especially in front of his friends. He chugged down the last dregs of his scotch and reluctantly stripped off his jacket, pulling the first item from his hanger.

Morgan combed back his wig and popped in his false fangs. He posed in the mirror and grabbed his keys. This is going be...well...something. He thought with a smirk.

"Wow! Dad, that's awesome!" Gasped Jack, who gaped at Hotch from the doorway.

"Thanks buddy", he simpered, ruffling Jack's hair.

"Jessica's here to take me to Harry's house", Jack added. Hotch straightened his collar and followed Jack out the room.

JJ, Garcia and Emily were getting ready in Garcia's apartment. Garcia hitched up her sorceress costume, adjusting her breasts in the tight black corset. She began working on her dark makeup; first the thick eyeliner and dark eyeshadow and then the black lips; she was used to applying makeup like this from her darker days.

Emily glowered at her costume; running her hand angrily over the soft cat tail and realistic ears.

"You have to paint whiskers on!" Garcia called as she drew on black lipliner.

"Urgh! Fine!" Groaned Is Emily, stripping off her black top and exchanging it with a black, tight fitting long sleeve. JJ grinned at Emily as she painted her face. She dabbed purple face paint beneath her eyelids and chuckled at how much she looked like Reid. She applied small amounts of white to give herself an almost dead complexion. She stood back and took in what she'd achieved, tweeking bits here and there. She cracked out the face blood and poured the gloopy liquid over her hairline so it dripped down her face. She squirted it into her hands, rubbing it over her arms, and dabbing it in the corner of her eyes and ears

"Why couldn't I be Carrie?" Whined Emily, making JJ turn. Emily flinched at how scary JJ looked.

"First of all, you would hate being drenched in blood, second I already took it and third Carrie is blonde. Also you didn't even know who she was until I told you", she stuck her tongue out and carried on dabbing fake blood over her body.

"Cheer up Em, I bet that someone at the party will look worse", Garcia tried to reassure.

"Thanks..." She hissed.

Reid bounced around his apartment, a grin slapped across his face. He'd been in his costume for hours already. He was pretty proud of his handiwork. He tilted his hat, making it sit neatly in his messy curls. The pile of candy he'd somehow aquired had decreased considerably and he felt as if he was on a sugar high. He hitched his bag onto his shoulder and admired his work.

He sighed, standing straight and slouching and fiddling with his unruly hair. That will do, he thought with resign; strolling out of his apartment.

Garcia picked up her 3 drinks and bustled to the bull pen where she'd left Emily and JJ chatting to Anderson, who was decked out in an Edward sissorhand costume.

"Sorry my Dove, but I'm going to have to take these beauties from you", Garcia chirped apologetically and Anderson nodded shyly before squeezing into another group of agents who welcomed him enthusiastically.

"Where are the guys!? They better not be ducking out of this", Emily growled watching the doors closely for the rest of her team.

"You think Reid would miss this?" Garcia asked, but it wasn't a question. "And Morgan was all up for the party", just as the words left her mouth, the glass doors opened and in walked a vampire and a poorly designed zombie.

"Wow! You guys look great!" Garcia gasped as Hotch and Rossi made their way over, trying to avoid the looks of the other agents all of whom had given fancy dress a chance.

"Well...Rossi could have made more of an effort", huffed Emily, sizing up Rossi's efforts. The Italian was wearing a clearly worn out suit that he'd torn up a little. The white shirt was also ripped and he'd added a few blood splatters. His make up was poorly done, a splodge of green here and there and splatters of blood peppered his skin.

"This is the most effort I've ever made", Rossi exclaimed, putting on a dramatic look of offence, but he soon dropped it when he eyed the drinks and strode over to get himself one.

"You look amazing bossman!" Garcia gasped at Hotch, who couldn't hide his small smile. His cape draped over his shoulders hiding his delicately constructed suit and vivid, blood red bow tie. His skin was painted pale, red contacts emboldened his eyes and fake fangs hung out over his lips. Considering he had never planned on dressing up...ever, he'd made quite the effort.

"Thanks. You guys look great...Witch, Cat and..." Hotch frowned thoughtfully making JJ roll her eyes.

"Carrie", she finished for him, though Hotch still didn't show any recognition.

"And I'm a sorceress", Garcia corrected.

"They're the same thing, aren't they?" Snorted Hotch.

"You try telling that to Reid", she giggled. Rossi came back and gave Hotch a glass.

"So where's Morgan and Reid?" Rossi asked, glancing around, ready to judge their costumes as he had been judged.

"Beats me. Morgan's always late, I don't know where Reid got to."

Spencer walked out of the subway, his cheeks red and he walked quickly to the party, avoiding looks strangers gave him when they saw his costume. He could feel a particular set of eyes on his back and quickened his pace.

"Hey!" Spencer flinched at the angry voice and stepped faster. "Hey! Where you heading off to twinkle toes", before he knew it the Man was right in his face, forcing him to stop.

"Where you goin' dressed like that?" Smirked the older man, revealing decaying teeth.

"A party..." Spencer whispered, wishing he'd brought his gun.

"Really? Dressed like that? I don't think so", Spencer sunk back when the man fixed him with an angry scowl.

"Step back, Sir", Reid said warningly, building up his courage.

"Or what? You'll hurt me? Look at you! You're pathetic", he snarled and Reid felt himself tremble. "Now I don't like you walking around wearing things... t-that just don't look right", Spencer looked down at himself, not understanding what was wrong with his Robin Hood costume. He looked back up a little too late and was met by a set of knuckles. He stumbled back as the hard fist impacted his cheek. He fell down hard on the floor and before he could scoot away he felt a shoe connect with his rib cage.

"HEY! HEY, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Reid squeezed his eyes shut, fearing another blow. When it didn't come he glanced up to see a guy also in costume pulling Reid's attacker away. The angry assailant who had whaled on Reid turned his rage on this new guy, who was dressed as Superman. Superman ducked when the other man threw a punch, kneeing him in the balls and throwing him into a nearby wall. Reid's attecker fell to the floor after connecting with the brickwork and quickly made it to his feet, scrambling away. Superman laughed and made his way to Spencer, offering him a hand.

"Hey, you alright? I saw him follow you. Some people just don't like Halloween", Spencer smiled as he took the hand, wincing and clutching his side.

"'M alright. Thank you", Spencer rasped. The man dressed as superman tipped his head.

"Hey it's what I do. Fight crime", he winked. "Nice costume by the way."

"You too", Reid croaked, gingerly touching his face.

"What costume?" The man gave him another wink and walked away to do...whatever it was he had been doing dressed as a superhero.

Reid took a deep shruddery breath and slowly began walking again. He paused in front of a shop window to catch his breath, rubbing his painful chest. He glanced at himself in the reflection and could just make out the darkness in his left cheek and around his eye. He bit his lip, praying his team wouldn't ask.

"There's Morgan!" Cried JJ, throwing a finger over at a gaggle of women who were surrounding Derek. Derek...has hair, the girls gasped at the scruffy head of hair Morgan was wearing. In fact he was much hairier than they had ever seen him. He was wearing sleeves covered in thick brown fur and the wig he wore covered his head, neck, and sideburns in thick luxurious hair. Morgan's eyes caught them and he grinned micheviously, showing off a pair of glow in the dark fangs. He excused himself from the ladies and swaggered over.

"Hey ladies. Rossi, Hotch", he greeted warmly, a full drink in his grasp.

"How long have you been here?" Garcia questioned and Morgan smiled again.

"Longer than you, Baby Girl," he winked.

"Yea we can see that. Getting quiet comfortable with SSA Bennet, weren't you?", teased Rossi, but Morgan grinned, unfazed.

"Is Reid with you?" Emily asked and Morgan shrugged.

"I came alone. Wanted to scope out the hot babes", he admitted and they all rolled their eyes at him, considering he worked with most of the people in the room.

"He better hurry up", grumbled Garcia as she glanced up at the clock.

"Relax, Baby Girl. This party doesn't end for another 3 hours, even if he's late for this, he would never forget your special surprise thing", he winked.

"Well he can't forget...", mumbled Garcia, looking more nervous each second.

"Let me get you a drink, it'll help", Morgan offered; clearly he had been making the most of the drinks.

"Sorry I'm late", Reid shuffled into their circle and gave his most genuine smile, trying to hide his emotions.

"Where the hell have you been, Reid? I-..." Garcia looked him up and down and felt a smile crack across her lips at just how adorable he looked. He had a slightly puffy white shirt beneath a green tunic with a hood, a belt wrapped around his middle and a bow and sheaf of arrows slung over his shoulder. The sleeves of the tunic were a darker green and jagged. Under the tunic he wore a pair beige leggings and thick boots. Atop his beautifully messy curls sat a cute traditional Robin Hood hat with a colourful feather stuck into the ribbon. Reid shifted awkwardly under her eye, hiding his face in shadow.

"You are the most adorable thing I've seen since...I don't know when", she cooed, melting over his costume.

"Uh...Thanks...you guys look great", he complimented, still keeping his head down.

"Where have you been?" JJ asked, handing him a drink she'd been saving. He looked up, light falling across his face.

"Subway delays", he lied with a shrug, accepting the drink and smiling in thanks.

"Well you haven't missed much. Wait...what's happened to your face?" Rossi frowned, taking Reid's cheek which was a purplish shade, the ring around his eye considerably darker than his right one. Reid touched his face and put on a fake smile.

"Oh...uh that's nothing, I-I just wasn't looking where I was going. It's fine."

"No it's not. What really happened?" Morgan frowned, talking in the shiner Reid had coming on.

"I told you, and I'm fine", Spencer squeaked nervously, taking a swig from his drink which was unusual for him. "So w-wha-what are you guys standing around for? It's Halloween and the only party I'll be going to this year, so let's make it worth while", he finished his drink and grabbed JJ's bloody arm, dragging her to the drinks.

"Something's up", Morgan mused, watching Reid's back.

"Don't push him. If he doesn't want to talk we won't make him", Cautioned Hotch and the team realised it was an order.

"Carrie, right? The 1976 version?" Reid handed her a drink and she gaped at him.

"How did you- you know you're the only one who recognised me, let alone which version I am", she grinned, shaking her head at him.

"No-one recognised you?" Reid frowned. "How could they not, you're costume perfectly represents her. That's how I knew; the 1976 version of Carrie's dress is a little different to the remake and your dress is almost identical to the 1976 version", he shrugged as if it was common knowledge.

"You never fail to surprise me Spencer Reid", she sighed as they rejoined the others. She glanced at the bruises over his face and chewed the inside of her mouth. Please talk to me, she thought sadly.

"You're on Anderson! Whoever loses has to do the winners paperwork", Morgan smirked, a cup gripped in his hand, the alcohol teetering over the edge.

"B-better get a pen ready then, c-cuz you're goin' down", Anderson grinned back, alcohol dripping down his hand as he got his cup ready.

Hotch rolled his eyes, but didn't look away, he just needed them to know he wasn't condoning this. A small crowd had gathered around, Rossi and JJ were egging the two contestants on and Garcia had a whistle at the ready. Emily and Reid had disappeared somewhere.

"Okay, on your marks, get set..." Anderson and Morgan had the cup brims teasing their lips.

"DRINK!" Garcia cried. The two agents started chugging, droplets dripping down their chins. They exchanged a competitive glare with each other. Anderson tore the cup from his lips and slammed it down on the desk just a millisecond before Morgan.

"YES!" Anderson cheered, followed by clapping in the crowd. Morgan just stood dumbfounded.

"H-how?" Morgan started, but Anderson cut in.

"I-I's not jus' a pretty face", winked Anderson and the applause grew louder.

"Hey, where's Reid? I need the exact time it took us", Morgan insisted, not prepared to admit defeat. Spencer broke through the crowd, a lopsided grin scrawled over his darkening cheek. Emily was beside him, they appeared as if they'd been rolling around together. If they didn't know Reid they'd of thought him and Emily had been in a kissing war, but knowing Reid and from the glitter in his and Emily's hair, it was pretty obvious he had been performing his magic tricks, an all time tradition of his at Halloween because Hotch was never paying enough attention to stop him.

"Wasn't watchin', sorry..." Reid slurred, a collective groan withdrew from the crowd and Emily and Spencer started giggling madly like a pair of schoolchildren.

"Alcohol and magic tricks", laughed Morgan and some of the crowd rolled their eyes.

"Okay everyone! It's midnight and unless you want to clean up this mess, I suggest you all get going", Cruz, who was dressed as Frankenstein's creature, clapped his hands and raised his voice over the noise. Everyone groaned, Emily and Reid pouted, giving him their best puppy dog eyes.

"The cleaners promised to pick up a late shift here, so if you want to stay go ahead, but you will be helping them", he warned and Reid pulled Emily away, deciding it was best not to argue with that threat.

"Hey, cheer up my doves. The real party is going to begin",

"Yes!" Cried Spencer. Despite the fact he was drunk, he had an overwhelming feeling that this was going to be the best Halloween ever.

"I don't think it's a good idea to have a party in a cemetery", Hotch scowled.

"It's not a party then... But it is a Garcia family tradition. Now stop complaining, it's going to be fun."

"Sure."

"Morgan, will you shut up. You'll wake the people in those houses", Hissed Emily as she crept into the cemetery behind Morgan and Reid.

"Or I'll wake the dead!" He called drunkenly and Reid Chuckled.

"Oi! Stop messing around you ass clowns!" Yelled Rossi testily, not even trying to be quiet.

"Oooo, someone's grumpy", teased Morgan a little more quietly. "So what's the surprise, Baby Girl? Ouija board?" Morgan asked with a wicked grin.

"Nope, you'll see." She paused in front of two headstones and took a deep breath before bending down and placing a rose between the two of them. JJ frowned and skipped over, reading the headstones and biting her lip.

"Oh Garcia, I'm sorry. I didn't realise this was where they were", JJ muttered as she looked over the two Garcia's names.

"Huh...oh it's fine. I have to do the surprise here. Like I said it's a family tradition, i just thought they should be present." JJ touched her shoulder, not knowing what to say.

"You okay?" She asked, putting a soft hand on Garcia shoulder. Garcia spun around with a smile on her face.

"Never better. Now get those drinks here so we can start", Garcia sang. JJ laughed at how easily Penelope bounced back.

Garcia ordered them to stand in a circle just a few feet from her parents graves.

"Okay, so as you can see I am a sorceress, so I can do spells. I brought you guys here so I can perform the Garcia family myth", Garcia announced, clasping her hands together.

"What's the spell do?" Morgan asked, playing into Garcia's game. He was eying the bottles of alcohol she had brought in her purple glittery handbag and prayed this game would be over soon so he could get to the real surprise.

"That's a secret. If this works you'll find out."

"So what do we need to do?" Reid asked eagerly, tilting his hat back.

"I need a strand of hair from each of you", she said as she plucked a strand from his chaotic mess of hair, he squealed a small "ahh" before giggling childishly. "Then we stand in a circle like this and I chant", Morgan, Emily and Rossi laughed at this, gaining themselves a frown from Reid and Garcia, an eye roll from JJ and an emotionless face from Hotch.

"Alright, Alright Mama, I'll do it, just stop looking at me like that", Chuckled Morgan. They each handed Garcia a piece of hair and Rossi stated chuckling.

"Morgan has no head hair", he mocked, pointing to Morgan's bald head beneath his sweaty wig and Morgan smirked before tearing a hair from his goatee.

"You're lucky I chose that hair", teased the muscular agent motioning to his crotch, Reid started coughing, his cheeks going red.

"I wouldn't have minded", Garcia shrugged exchanging a cheeky smile with Derek.

"Ew, gross. Can we just do this", JJ grumbled.

"Fine. We all need to close our eyes."

"Now what?" Morgan mumbled.

"Hold hands."

"Hotch isn't holding my hand", tattled Emily, her eyes still squeezed shut. Garcia peeked out of her eyelid and shot Hotch a look.

"Fine!"

"Is everyone holding hands and have their eyes shut?"

"Yes."

"Yep."

"Yes, now hurry up."

"Stop being grumpy, Hotch."

"That wasn't me."

"It was me."

"Rossi! Stop being an old man."

"How much have you had to drink, Pretty Boy?"

"That'd be telling."

"Yea, he's drunk."

"Stop talking! I need to concentrate."

"Yea, shut up Morgan."

"Reid, I have claws and fangs, don't test me. That bow and arrow won't save you."

"Derek Shut Up!"

"Oh...right, sorry baby girl."

Silence ensued and they waited.

"You done yet?"

"She can't answer Emily, she's chanting."

"I know Reid!"

"But-"

"NO I'M NOT DONE!"

"Someone's getting annoyed."

"Yea, I wonder why."

"Okay, we'll be quiet."

"Are you done?"

Garcia growled and broke apart from the group opening her eyes.

"I give up!" She yelled, throwing her hands into the air.

"So it didn't work?" JJ asked, feeling a little bad.

"Uhh guys..." they turned to Emily. She was gazing down at her thick black tail, big black ears sticking out of her raven hair started twitching.

"Emily...you-you're a-a Cat..." Spencer gasped.

"Oh god!" Morgan was stroking over his now full head of hair and his sharp fangs. Hotch saw the way Morgan's teeth hung over his lip and then realised his own fangs were putting pressure on his lower lip. He went to touch them when he caught sight of his hands, the soft pink had been exchanged for a sickly pale.

JJ touched her hair and tasted a metallic taste on her tongue when she licked her lips. Real blood, she gasped, spitting out the taste and wiping her face. The ground beneath her rumbled slightly as she panicked.

Garcia felt power run through her veins and watched as the wand she'd squeeze into her lacy pocket started glowing.

Rossi felt himself drooling and an insatiable hunger for meat took control of him. Human... was all he could think of, his gaze turning to JJ. He could feel the ground quake slightly as her breath hitched...not human, he thought and his hunger turned from her to Reid.

Hotch licked his lips as a painful craving for blood raced through him. He could smell someone's blood and it smelt so...so, so sweet.

Reid watched as the eyes of the two older men locked onto him. He nocked an arrow lightening fast and aimed at the vampire who's eyes were a pulsating red which burrowed into his hazel brown.

"What have I done? What have I done!" Garcia cried.

For anyone who's wondering which Robin Hood Reid is based on, then the answer is my favourite... the Disney version. Yes I know he's a fox, but that's how I like to see Robin Hood... anyway, you see him as whatever version you like, but Disney's version had the cutest little hat and I just needed to stress that Reid's hat is just as adorable (if not more!)

For this I'm not really counting Carrie as human. She's supernatural and therefore i will not consider her as human. I want to emphasise that Reid is the only human here, hence why Rossi and Hotch want to kill him ;D

I hope you guys enjoyed that, leave a review to tell me what you thought of it.

I'll have an update as soon as I can.