Chapter Three: Looking For You.

Derek stood outside the Vampire bar, fangtasia, with Hotch. It had been three days since he had last seen Spencer...since the young man had been taken by a Vampire. Damn it. He had told his boyfriend to be careful. He'd told him plenty of times to watch out for Vampires...and humans of course, but he had told him to be careful. He was angry...no, he was beyond angry. They had seen the parking lots security camera footage. They had seen the thing take his Spencer. Granted, they had only seen a blur as the man ran off with Spence...but they had seen his face. That thing wanted them to know he had Spencer...that they wouldn't be able to catch him.

But it hadn't thought for one second they would go to his kind and ask for help.

Of course Derek didn't want to be asking Vampires to help in finding his boyfriend; he could protect Spencer, he could keep him safe...that was until he was proven wrong the other day. He didn't really have anything against Vampires...they were like humans, some were good and others were evil, messed up and psychotic.

"Are you ready for this?" Hotch asked him.

Derek kept his eyes on the bar in-front of them. "Sure."

"Are you prepared that they could say no?" Hotch pressed.

"Yeah." Derek answered, keeping his voice unemotional.

"Are you prepared for the fact that they could have something to do with Reid's kidnapping?" Hotch asked as he looked back to the bar.

Derek's whole body tensed. "Yeah."

"Let's go then." Hotch said and led the way to the front door of the bar.

"Hello ther-well, you two don't look like the usual bangers we get." The woman at the door said with a sort of amused and twisted grin on her face.

"I'm Special Agent Aaron Hotchner and this is Derek Morgan, we're with the Behavioural Analysis Unit with the FBI. We'd like to speak to Eric Northam and the co-sheriff, Godric." Hotch said, flashing his badge –as did Derek.

Derek had seen the way other Agents and Officers acted around Vampires...they were scared, jumpy, nervous...but Hotch was his usual self, nothing but business, his stoic and serious face still in place. He acted the same around human and Vampire...and Derek had nothing but respect for the older man.

"Oh." The woman said, looking them both up and down. "Come on in." She said and stepped aside, letting them both into the club.

Derek had heard about the things that went on in this club...but whoa. There were Vampires pole dancing –both men and women- clad in leather, others were dancing on the floor with humans, while the ones who weren't dancing sat at tables and booths, moving against each other and kissing and a number of other things that Derek didn't really want to be seeing. For a second or so he was glad Spencer wasn't there in the club...he wouldn't have known where to look and his face would have been such a bright shade of red. He shook his head, he would rather Spencer be embarrassed enough to die than be there...instead of been in the hands of a Vampire kidnapper.

"Hello there." Someone said from behind them; his voice low and deepish...but gentle. "You two must be Agent Hotchner and Agent Morgan, I assume."

They both turned around to look at who was speaking. It was a man, a Vampire man; he was young –or rather looked young- younger than Spencer even, he had short dark hair, his skin was pale –paler than the other Vampires-, and they could both see some sort of tattoo around the top of his chest under his thin white top. "Yes; I'm Hotchner and this is Agent Morgan." He said pointing to them respectively as he said their names.

The young man smiled. "Yes. I believe you are here to see myself and Eric."

"You're Godric?" Derek asked before he thought about it, it had just slipped out.

The Vampire's smile stayed in place. "Yes. I know...I look too young to be in control of a complete area, yes? But I can assure you, I am older than I look." He said, his smile widening slightly and becoming even friendlier.

"Yeah." Derek said lowly, looking Godric over; he was trying to find something behind the boy's friendliness...but for now, he couldn't find anything. The boy was just been nice, kind, friendly...unlike the other Vampires they had met –the ones that had been Unsubs.

"Please, come with me and I will take you to Eric's office; he is there waiting for you." Godric said as he walked in-between the two of them, leading the way to the back of the club.

Derek followed behind Hotch, looking around the club. Spencer would hate it here, he observed. God, he needed him back. He stopped thinking of his Spencer and thought of his work colleague...the one he wasn't supposed to be dating...as they walked into the office.

"Eric, this is Agent Hotchner and Agent Morgan." Godric told the blond at the desk, standing off to the side.

Eric looked at Godric briefly before looking to the Agents. "Well, what can I do for the F-B-I?" He asked, smirking lightly.

Hotch took a step closer to the desk and placed a couple of screenshots of the Vampire from the security camera in front of Eric. "We're hoping you can identify the Vampire in this photo, Mr. Northam."

Eric glanced at the photo before looking back to Hotch. "May I ask why?"

"The young man in this photo..." Hotch said, vaguely pointing to Spencer –who was standing next to his car, smiling as he looked at the Vampire. "He is a colleague of ours, his name is Spencer Reid, and he has been taken by this Vampire...and we cannot find him." He finished, his eyes flashing to Derek standing so still before looking back at the photo and Eric. "We're afraid he doesn't have much time left; he has been missing for three days now."

Eric looked at Hotch, then Derek and then at Godric –not liking the soft, pitying look on his face- before looking at the photos again. He leaned closer to the desk and picked up one photo that was zoomed in on Spencer's face; it was when he had turned around to look at who had startled him...his eyes were wide and his full lips were parted and his hair was ruffled around his head from his sudden spin. He looked at the photo, his tongue sliding across the tooth where his fang would appear if he had this boy alone in a room...oh, what he would do to him. "Your colleague is very pretty...for a man."

Derek's hands clenched into fists at his sides, and his teeth clamped together; this Vampire was looking at his pretty boy as...as if he was food! Or some sort of sex toy. If he didn't depend on this Vampire's help to find his boyfriend...he would dive across the desk and beat him senseless...Vampire or not, he wouldn't have anyone looking at Spencer like that.

Eric smirked, his eyes fixed on Derek. "He is...yours?"

If it had been anyone else who had asked...Derek would have most likely answered with something like, "Spencer is Spencer. He doesn't belong to anyone.". But because it was this blond Vampire, this Eric, he couldn't say that. He refused to say that. "Yeah, he's mine."

Hotch turned to look at Derek; of course, he had suspected something between Derek and Spencer...but hearing it confirmed was something else entirely.

"Is he now." Eric said, the tone in his voice a challenge.

Derek's teeth ground together in anger...but before he could do or say anything Hotch interrupted the tense and silent challenge in the air.

"Mr. Northam, do you know this Vampire or not?"

"Personally...no." Eric stood from his seat and picked up one of the photos with the Vampire and the human in, his eyes lingering on the Vampire. "But I will ask everyone in my club and send people to ask others in our area...I'm sure one of them will have at least seen him around somewhere." He looked at Derek, smirking lightly before looking back to Hotch. "We will find him. When we do, we will let you know he is here."

Hotch didn't like that idea, not at all...but he didn't have much of a choice if he wanted to see his youngest subordinate alive again. He nodded. "We would also like your permission to question the Vampires in your area."

"Of course." Godric answered, speaking up for the first time in a while. He kept his eyes on Derek and Hotch...even as he felt Eric's head twist to look at him sharply. "You have our permission to question who you want in our area...but outside of our area, we cannot help you; I'm sorry."

"Thank you." Hotch said and nodded to both Godric and Eric. "We will leave now and we will keep in touch."

"Yes, as will we." Godric said and went to open the door for the Agents, shutting it behind them. He sighed as he felt Eric's body pressed against his back, pushing him into the door. "What is wrong, Eric?"

"You gave them permission?" Eric all but growled into the smaller man's ear.

"You want the young one, do you not?" Godric asked, turning his head to look at the taller Vampire. After centuries of living...he had never felt so much pain shoot through his un-beating heart as he did saying Eric wanted someone other than him.

"Uh..." Eric stepped back, releasing Godric. "I do not."

Godric sighed and turned to look at Eric. "It is alright. I understand." He said in his usual calm but emotional and light voice. "You want to sleep with that human boy."

"I don't."

"I said it is alright."

"And I said I don't want him!" Eric roared and shoved past Godric and out of the door.

Godric sighed and moved over to the desk, looking at the photos. He looked from the boy to the Vampire...Franklin.

Derek slammed his fist against the door's arm. "Bastard!" He ran his other hand over his face. "He knows exactly who that thing is!"

"Yes, I know Morgan." Hotch said and started the car. "He defiantly doesn't want us knowing who that Vampire is...and I think I may know why."

Derek looked over at Hotch.

"You saw the way he was looking at Spencer."

Derek's jaw clamped shut, his teeth grinding together as he tried to fight the memory of that Vampire looking at Spencer like he was food...or a sex toy. That Vampire was not going to be getting anywhere near Spencer. He would do everything and more to protect his Spence from the blond and any other Vampire who tried to take him.

End of Chapter 3!

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