Dante sat in his large basement, the room was black and cold.

In the middle there was a large black leather chair and a black birdbath with a large open pond in the center. Dante took out the jagged dagger on the side of the pond, placing his hand in the middle of the pool, and slide the dagger down cutting himself. He closed his hand and let the blood drip into the pool, old Latin words falling from his lips as the water started to swirl in a circle.

An elderly man with black hair and blue piercing eyes appeared in the water, his face held a scowl but he wasn't angry in the slightest.

"Father, I'm sorry to have called so unexpectedly but I have found my queen. The woman to bare me some sons, a woman who is strong in every way."

The older Councilor sat up on his throne higher, "I hope she is strong my son, and willing?"

"Yes Father she is, gorgeous too and a fighter, an FBI Agent non the less. "

The man in the pond tilted his head and squinted his eyes, "What aren't you telling me boy?"

"Nothing to worry about, just a small hiccup in my conquest to have her."

"Which is?"

"She was with a Hotchner today, well, she works with him that is. He did give me fare warning to leave her be."

The older man glared, his eyes turning black. "A Hotchner?!"

"Everything is ok Father, she has no markings on her, she isn't his at all."

"You stupid boy! If a Hotchner has laid claim to her then you leave her alone. She may not have visible marking but she is his. You turn her then you are going against everything I have set forth. You are burning the very treaty that our people have made, for 16 centuries werewolves and vampires have been at peace, we may not like them but we leave them be and in turn, they leave us be. You turn this woman and you are starting a war with no backing. I will make it clear to Master Hotchner that you are the playing with his son's bitch. You will have zero support for my army if you chose to go down this road."

Dante shook his head, "Father I understand and I promise to not start a war, but.."

"There can be no buts! Vampires have readings and werewolves have sense. You read her DNA and confirmed that she is strong enough but the Hotchner boy has sensed it. If he warmed you of her strength then leave her be!"

"But Father"

"NO! Werewolves require women that are strong to bare their pups, and that woman has to be stronger than any woman a vampire will chose, she will be a disaster if you change her!"

Dante shook his head, "Father I understand"

"You don't, what color does she glow."

"Father?"

"What color does she glow!"

"Yellow and red"

"Does it enclose her, like a fire?"

"Yes Father"

The older man shook his head, "Return her,"

"What does the color mean Father, why won't you tell me?"

"You aren't man enough to know, you will return her to him and pray that he forgives you, I will not be surprised if you come flying home with broken bones."

"Father I promise, I won't"

"Enough Dante, just fix it."

He yelled, hitting his hand through the portal on his side and like that the reflection was empty again.

Dante sat back in his chair and glared, "I'm man enough to make my own decisions Father, and you'll see that."

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Emily tossed and turned in her sleep, her mind was going crazy from what had happened today. She could still feel the heat on her inner thigh from where Hotch had touched her, his rough hand squeezing her soft thigh always undid her and he knew that. He used that to make her go weak, knowing that she wasn't able to say no to him.

Everything was spinning in her mind, she couldn't keep her thoughts on just on one man. Every time Aaron entered in, Paul was right there behind him. Fighting for as much of her attention as Aaron was getting. But why? Why was he in her mind? Why was he making her soul and very being want to do nothing but be consumed by him? These questions were the hardest to answer, she had already given herself to Aaron and yet here she was being pulling into another man's trap.

'Ugh, just forget about it Emily!'

She threw the covers off of her and stood up facing the balcony. Her arms were folded as she stared out the window and looked at the L.A. lights. This room was getting to be too small, shaking her head she put on a pair of pants and her shoes before grabbing her keys and leaving. Not caring that Hotch would get mad at her, not caring that she didn't know where to go and for damn sure not caring that all she wanted right now was either food or sex.

'Damn you Hotch for leaving me hot and bothered!'

She shook her head as she neared the elevator, about ready to push the button in order to take the elevator up to Hotch's room and have her way with him, but her hand stopped cold. She got a chill down her spine and turned her head to the left of her. Looking down the long dark hallway of hotel room doors, the only light she could see was from a large window at the very end. The seal was open and the curtains where blowing lightly from the wind outside. Sometime wasn't right, and Emily was scarcely uncomfortable.

"Emily…." Came out from the dark hallway, a pair of bright blue eyes appeared and pierced her body from the determination in them.

"Come to me…."

The brunette shivered but turned fully towards the eyes. Her breath came out in rasps, her heart pounded and her hands holding tight to the jacket around her. She bravely took a small step forward, her legs so shaky that if she had moved any faster she may have fallen.

"Come, Emily…"

She stared into the blue eyes and moved closer to the dark figure she was now able to see, a hand reached out to her and her own hand tingled as she raised it and placed into in the waiting one. The being pulled her close to their chest, their arms going around her waist while still staring into her soul.

"Tell me what you want…"

The fearful feeling in her body melted away slowly and a more powerful feeling of sureness was replacing it.

"I want you Paul"

He smiled and pulled her closer, his eyes looking at her strongly. Emily smiled and felt the man pick her up bridal style, he turned and walked her back to the open window. Paul stepped onto the window seal and floated into the air with his sexy FBI agent in his arms.

Emily held his gaze and watched as his large black wings shot out behind him, they looked like wings found on a bat. Boney, made of skin and very long.

"Take me home Paul." Emily said, getting butterflies as he smiled and flow them back to his place.

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Hey guys! So sorry that this has taken me so long to get posted, I've honestly been working on all of my stories but I'm at the point of where, I'm able to write chapters 4, 5, and 6 but have no clue on how to write chapter 3 which will lead me there! Anyone else get that?

Any who, hope you like and of course R&R, but soon will be new chapters to all your favorites but please let me know what stories you want updated! Love you- Skye