Chapter 6

A/N: WOW, can't believe I got another chapter edited so fast! Enjoy!

True Blood belongs to Allan Ball. Supernatural belongs to Erik Kripke. Criminal Minds belongs to Jeff Davis. All OC's Belong to me, see my profile on others playing with them.

First published 9/8/2011.

The members of the BAU team were suddenly mesmerized by what appeared to be a tall blonde god dressed in a black leather vest with matching pants and boots. Around his neck lay a heavy golden torque with a pair of boar's heads on the open ends in front. Erik had just arrived, propelling a girl with a recent bite mark over her breast – the blood still not quite clotted and glistening darkly red in the muted light of the club. Abandoning the girl, Erik strode over to Magan – who had risen from her throne when he started over to her. Seizing her with one arm, he pulled her against him – grinding himself against her. With his other hand he pulled her head back to expose her untouched neck, and nuzzled it - and leaving faint scratches – before plundering her lips. When he released her, she ran her fingers over the torque around his neck before puncturing her finger on one of the boar's tusks; and then running it over her lips. With her other hand she guided his head back down to hers. Slowly he licked the blood off – finishing by raising her bleeding finger to his lips and sucking on it. Magan gasped and fell back down in her throne – forcing Erik to do the same. When he released her hand and she withdrew it – a few members of the BAU team noticed the lack of a visible wound on it.

Still, as uncomfortable as they were with the display, none of them could help but be aroused also. Looking around the club, they noted the tourists looked as uncomfortable as they all felt. On the faces of those who sported bite marks, however, were expressions of jealousy and hostility. A third group – who due to their paleness the team assumed were vampires – seemed to be disinterested; yet on some of them fangs could be seen between their lips.

Shifting in his seat, Derrick broke the spell of silence, "What was that about?"

Bored, Jessica explained blandly "That … oh that was just Erik demonstrating to all Magan is his mate, despite the fact he just returned from feeding on someone else." Leading the team to believe such displays were a common occurrence.

Curious, Rossi asked "So which vampire society is Erik a part of?"

Jessica thought for a moment before answering. "Both – it depends on who he is around."

"So the two groups interact then?" Rossi pressed.

The young redhead shook her head, "Not really, the only reason Erik can is because of Magan."

While the rest of the team paid attention to Jessica, Dr Reid observed the pair on the dais instead. He noted that although their relaxed body language seemed to indicate they weren't paying attention to their surroundings, their eyes told a different story – revealing the two were instead very interested in the various interactions in the club. Abruptly Erik summoned a male vampire from across the room; trailing behind him was a girl who appeared to be a tourist. Curious he asked Jessica, "What's going on?"

Jessica looked over her shoulder and said, "Ahh – oh." While a predatory look of anticipation crossed her face.

Startled, Garcia remarked "Ahh – oh! What do you mean by ahh – oh? Vampires should never have to say ahh – oh."

The same pair of guards who had blocked Morgan earlier went to stand behind the vampire who had just been summoned.

Quickly Jessica clarified "That vampire glamoured one of the tourists – very taboo. He's done it before and was warned – so he's in a lot of trouble now." They noticed Pam escorting three other tourists toward the dais. Before she reached it, the guards – led by Magan, took the male away through the back door. By the time her friends reached the dais, the girl seemed more animated – but confused. After reuniting her with her friends, Pam escorted them to one of Fangtasia's VIP tables.

"What will happen to him?" Dr. Reid asked.

Jessica paused "Since Magan went with Geri and Freki it probably means he is going to be held and chained with silver."

"So silver actually does hurt vampires?"Agent Morgan queried.

Jessica nodded as Agent Prentiss asked, "Their names are really Geri and Freki?"

"No, those are just the names Magan calls that pair by."

Prentiss asked "How many other pairs are there?"

"Two" the young vampire answered, "Magni and Modi, and Hunin and Munin."

"What kind of strange names are those?"

Pensively Jessica replied "I never thought to ask."

Reid answered Emily's question, "They're names from Norse mythology. Geri and Freki are Odin's wolves. Hunin and Munin are his ravens. Magni and Modi are Thor's sons."

Getting impatient, Aaron demanded, "It's 11:40, when do you think Erik will see us?"

"I don't know – it could be any time."

As if in response to the question, Erik summoned the BAU team to come to him.

"Allow him to speak to you first." Jessica suggested and with that she left, headed in the direction of the front entrance.

A slow smirk spread across Erik's face after the entire team stepped up onto the dais. Throughly looking them all over, his gaze returned to SSA Hotchner and rested on him. After a few moments of silence, he purred in a low velvet clad voice, "So … getting impatient are we? You forget, I agreed to meet with you when all others wouldn't."

"And we warned you of a threat to your Area – Sherriff." Agent Hotchner countered. Sitting back and steepling his fingers Erik smiled toothily and shot back, "Well, well … you are either brave or stupid. Truthfully though … from what Magan tells me, it sounds if it may be a better idea for me to work with that cocky Winchester boy and his brother instead."

"You would be doing us a favor if you help us." Aaron cajoled, "Isn't it worth the goodwill you will gain from the law enforcement community?"

Erik considered his words, "It may be worth it just to show up that bitch Flanigan. However, I doubt your main goal is to catch this killer."

"Isn't it enough?"

There was a low rumble originating in Erik's chest as he chuckled. "Well played, Aaron Hotchner … it is good you didn't try to lie to me. I know your primary goal here is to learn more about vampires so you can profile us." Erik stood abruptly up at vampiric speed – unsettling the team. "Follow me; we will continue this discussion in a quieter more private area." Everyone looked at each other, but followed Erik through the back door into a hallway with several doors leading from it. However, when he started down a flight of stairs with a heavy iron door at the top they hesitated. "It is perfectly safe", he told them," I sometimes sleep here. All of you will leave unharmed and untouched. I give you my word on that – and I do not give my word of honor casually."

Surprisingly, Dr. Reid started down the stairs first. He looked back at the rest and said, "I, for one, am curious to see what's down there." Turning back he reasoned, "There is no logical grounds to expect anything other than what we have been told by Mr. Northman – we just left the equivalent of a vampire buffet."

Erik started laughing, "It is a rare breather anymore who can surprise me. I like you … Dr Spencer Reid."

Reid, confused, answered, "I merely stated a fact … I don't think I said anything particularly funny." His reply set Erik off with another peal of laughter. Dr Reid continued down the stairs, soon followed by the team. JJ and Garcia were last, they looked at each other and shrugged – then followed the rest of the team down. When they reached the bottom, they found a large open room. Animal skin rugs lay scattered on the floor. Other pelts lay across the backs of leather chairs and sofa. Various carved wood tables accented the room, while carved wood panels hung displayed on the walls. Suspended overhead were chandeliers made of antlers. On the back wall, a fire burned in a large fireplace.

Looking cautiously around, Morgan remarked, "This is nice … for a place you only sometimes sleep."

"I have a number of lairs scattered around Shreveport and through out my Area … Derrik Morgan." Erik stated dryly.

"So are you willing to help us?" Hotch asked the tall Viking.

"That depends on how a phone call I am expecting goes. We still do not know what we are dealing with."

"And when are you … " Hotch began.

Erik abruptly seemed to disappear, only to reappear at the bottom of the stairs. The team heard steps coming down; as the steps descended, they heard Erik say, "So, My Lover … is everything in order?"

"He is secured." Magan confirmed, "we can deal with him in a few days."

Erik raised one hand to take hers when she reached the bottom stair, where she paused and ran her finger along his lip. His fangs snicked out; she punctured her finger on one and allowed her hand to graze his lower lip. Erik grasped her hand as he slowly licked the blood from his lip – then , looking into her eyes, he began licking the blood from her finger until it ceased bleeding. The team glanced away– uncomfortable with the whole scene.

"Is that some sort of meeting ritual between the two of you?" Prentiss, Morgan, JJ, and Garcia mouths fell open. They could hardly believe Reid turned out to be the one most comfortable dealing with these vampires. Magan had been observing the BAU team, but when Erik began chuckling she glanced back at him. Briefly, a bemused expression crossed her face – before returning her gaze to Dr Reid. "You got him to laugh three times?" She looked back at Erik, "That must be some type of record for you My Dear."

"You only just got here, how …" Rossi started; the phone rang, interrupting him.

Magan commented, "Ahh … he's calling early." Adding a swish to her step as she went to phone and answered it on speaker mode before crooning seductively "Hello Dean."

"Well … hello to you too. How'd you know it was me?" Dean answered back.

Smiling to herself, in a low voice Magan purred "Very, very few people have this number." She and Erik settled down onto the sofa, indicating to the agents to do the same in the chairs.

"So … is the FBI there yet?"

"I am SSA Aaron Hotchner. The rest of my team is here with me. You do realize that you are a fugitive?"

"And I hear Magan explained how that came to be."

In his most serious tone Hotch began, "What I am most concerned about is that you are responsible for the death of a FBI agent, Agent Victor Hendrickson. Yet for some reason he reported the death of you and your brother in a helicopter crash."

Dean countered, "Actually he was killed by a demon – Lilith to be specific. The reason he reported us as dead is because he was possessed by a different demon and after we exorcised it, he realized we had been telling him the truth all along. On the bright side – that evil bitch is dead now, Sammy killed her."

Erik suggested "Agent Hotchner, I propose that you drop this line of questioning … it is wasting time."

"Erik! So how are you doing?" Dean asked snarkily, "bonded anyone lately?"

Erik snapped, "And what about you Dean … let anyone feed from you lately?"

Exasperated, Magan sighed and inquired, "Now that the two of you have gotten to play whose is bigger, can we get back to the business at hand?"

"Awe … but we were just starting to have fun …" Dean whined.

Hoping to force the Hunter and her Mate into better behavior Magan asked "Is Sam there?"

"I'm here." They all heard him say in the background – sounding as if he was as frustrated as Magan.

Magan: "Do the two of you have any idea what we are dealing with?"

"Don't answer her Sammy …"

Ignoring his brother, Sam told them "It's most likely a Djinn."

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