Part 2
"So what have you heard from Spencer?" Dave asked his mate.
It was just over a week, since the night they had gone to that art showing and the two of them had been keeping themselves occupied. Dr. Spencer Reid had been turned into a vampire, when he had been fatally wounded on a case, back when he was working with the BAU. He had been 40 at the time. Luckily, he had been with Dave when it happened and had been conscious enough to agree to be changed into a vampire so that he didn't die. Dave well knew that his mate thought of Spencer like a son and he had taken a liking to the shy young genius as well, so he had bit into his own wrist and dripped a lot of the venom into Spencer's mouth. Spencer's transformation had started immediately afterwards and he had screamed the whole time, as Dave had carried him back to their car, placing him in the back seat laying down and then called Aaron and told him what had happened.
Once and had been told the whole story and how Spencer would have died he had supported Dave's actions in front of Strauss as well as the review board of the FBI. Once Spencer had finished his transformation, he had told Strauss as well as the review board that it had been his decision to be changed and that Dave had just done what he had asked.
When Penelope had learned and about what happened she had hugged Spencer as if he would cease to exist if she let him go and Dave had watched this in amusement not at all jealous. After his mate had finished making sure that Spencer was indeed alright she had hugged Dave and kissed him soundly thanking him for saving Spencer Reid's life, which he had been more than happy to accept and he had assured his mate it was the least he could do as he didn't want the team to lose a valuable member or for her to lose someone they both considered family.
Of course, getting Spencer back to Virginia had been a challenge, as he couldn't be around people for at least a few months until he got his bloodlust under control, but he managed to accomplish that and taken Spencer to his house out in the woods, where he would spend the next few months getting control of his bloodlust and his other vampire abilities. It had taken less than six months before both Dave and Aaron had felt that Spencer had sufficient control to be allowed out among the general populace and both of them had been very impressed, as it usually took at least the full six months, sometimes a year for a new vampire to learn to control their bloodlust and their strength. Somebody had to be with Spencer at all times and since Dave couldn't take anymore time off right then whether he was paid or not unless he left the FBI he had gotten a couple of his siblings to do it and after he had explained the situation and how he had done it in order to save the life of someone that was important to his, Penelope and had become important to him as well they had been happy to do it.
Spencer Reid had taken to the vampire life as if he been born to it and he was certainly glad he never had to go through the transformation into a werewolf again. Yes, it was usually a smooth transition, but he had hated being one all his life mostly because of his father and the way most people he acted when they found out would stay with him forever. He had been astonished when the whole team had accepted the fact that he was a werewolf, because he'd had so little acceptance in his life, but the team hadn't cared what he was just so long as he pulled his weight and soon he actually had made friends with them and within just a few years they had become his family.
Now Dave considered him a favorite nephew just as he knew Aaron did and Spencer had reveled in becoming a part of a real family and he didn't particularly care that they weren't related by blood, but considering what his father had been like this was unsurprising. All five of them were constantly stepping in and out of each others lives and Dave and Penelope saw Spencer at least once every few years, just as they saw Aaron and Persephone.
Thanks to the generosity of him and Aaron as well as Penelope and Persephone, Spencer now had enough money to travel the world, so that's what he did. Oh, he had protested about what the four had done, but since he couldn't change their minds he just accepted it and thanked them for it.
"Not in the last few months anyway," Penelope shrugged. "I'm sure he's fine is not much can hurt one of our kind after all and he wears both your crest and Aaron's, so not many people vampire or not are going to take on two of the most powerful vampire families in existence. Besides, he knows how to protect himself, so he'll be just fine. Knowing him he probably just got involved in some sort of research project as you know how he is."
"That's true he could spend months and even years doing something like that," Dave admitted with a chuckle
"Well, he has to keep himself busy some way as he's not mated," Penelope shrugged. "I mean think about it, he was already super intelligent before he was changed in order to save his life and the knowledge he has absorbed in the last 185 years is bound to be phenomenal. We both know that Spencer Reid prizes knowledge no matter what it is, it's just part of who he is and who he was before."
"Yes, that's true enough," Dave admitted. "Still, I think he needs more in his life then research, he needs to break out of his comfort zone."
"He really has changed a lot, ever since he was changing into a vampire," Penelope said. "I'm not saying I wouldn't like him to be in a relationship, even if it's temporary, just that even as a vampire Spencer is extremely shy when it comes to that sort of thing, as he always gets tongue tied. Besides, for all we know he has been in several relationships over the last few decades, but Spencer isn't the one to talk about those kind of things, not unless he meets his mate."
"I don't think so," Dave said shaking his head, "I'm enough of a profiler that I would know. I could be wrong, but I doubt it."
"You're probably right," Penelope admitted. "Just because he's a vampire now doesn't mean that he's anymore comfortable around women then he was as a werewolf, even if vampires are a little bit more accepted then werewolves are."
"Of course, part of that shyness has to do with the fact that people were always nasty to him when they found out that he was a werewolf except the team, other werewolves and vampires," Dave suggested with a grimace. "The team accepted him from the first just so long as he pulled his weight, but considering their boss at the time was a vampire, that's not really all that surprising. There was no way that Aaron would ever accept anyone on the team if they were prejudiced against the werewolves or anybody really, because we often questioned such people in our work and you can't afford to make judgments about people until you have evidence. You couldn't be against gay couples for example. If Aaron had even gotten a whiff of one of his subordinates being prejudiced against any species, gay couples or any other people they would've been given a warning and if they didn't lose those prejudice very fast then they would have been fired or at least transferred. There's simply no way that Aaron Hotchner would have accepted such an attitude from somebody that he had picked for his team and neither would I or Gideon before he died."
"No, Aaron wouldn't have," Penelope immediately agreed, "as he is a very fair minded individual, which is why he ran the BAU for so many years. He always tried to pick the best agents for the team, ones that had as few prejudices as possible and I know that if any of those agents had allowed their opinions to affect their work they would have been off the team and gone fast."
"He never would have put up with another agent bullying another one of the team either, just because they wanted to be alpha wolf," Dave agreed. "Of course you know I'm very fair-minded to and I'm the one that trained Aaron to be as good, as he is at the job profiling, so back when I ran the team I never would have to put up with that kind of thing either. If we were always fighting with each other our case solving rate would've gone in the tank."
"Those were some good times," Penelope said and Dave nodded in agreement. "Of course, I didn't really like being separated from you, even if I understood why it was necessary."
"If I had never come back to the BAU we never would have met, so for that reason alone I'm grateful that I decided to come out of retirement," Dave told his mate sincerely, as he took her into his arms and kissed her tenderly.
"That's been obvious ever since we did meet again," Penelope giggled, as she snuggled very contentedly in her husband's arms. "Of course I am also very happy that we did meet again, although those dreams I had of you and I together did help a great deal to get me to trust you much more easily than I normally would have. I knew from those dreams that we were meant to be."
"I'm certainly glad you had those dreams as it did make my job much easier," Dave told his gorgeous wife.
"So shall we head upstairs and see if we can get you pregnant, my lady?" Dave asked his gorgeous mate.
"I don't really mind," Penelope promised him, "but considering we haven't exactly abstained from having sex for the last 20 years I should've been pregnant several times before now, not that I haven't enjoyed the break or anything where it's just you and me."
"Oh, well, even if you don't end up pregnant that doesn't mean that we can't have fun practicing," Dave told Penelope with a wide grin.
"That we can," Penelope agreed, as she kissed Dave passionately.
"We had better get upstairs before I fuck you right here on the carpet in the living room," Dave told her not joking in the least, as his mate was the sexiest woman alive as far as he was concerned and sometimes they wanted each other so badly that they just didn't make it to the bed.
"Go ahead, I don't mind," Penelope told him and so Dave without further ado simply ripped the clothes from her body not bothering to let her get undressed while Penelope did the same thing to him as cloth was very easy to rip into multiple pieces with vampire strength.
"Eager are you?" Penelope teased her mate. She knew very well that Dave was always eager to make love to her and she certainly never objected when he was feeling particularly horny, as she wasn't stupid. The sex was always so damn spectacular that she didn't mind in the least. That she had actually found something better than her computers had stopped astonishing her after all these decades, but at first she couldn't believe that she preferred making love to Dave then doing something with her laptop, but now it was just the way it was.
"I'm always eager to make love to my gorgeous, Penelope," Dave told his mate sincerely. "It doesn't matter that we've been together now for two centuries I'll never get tired of fucking you senseless."
Penelope giggled at that because she knew it was true. "Go right ahead, I'm certainly not about to object," Penelope told him and Dave needed no further encouragement, as he picked her up and placed her very gently on the carpet that was on the floor of the living room and just a second later he was on top of her.
"Ti amerò, per l'eternità. La mia vita non valeva nulla quando la vostra incarnazione è morto tra le mie braccia. Solo tu giurando troppo ritorno a me anche se ci sono voluti secoli, mi ha permesso di non cercare la mia morte come mi sentivo come se la mia anima era stato strappato fuori dal mio corpo e che ero meno di metà dell'uomo che ho usato per essere," Dave murmured into his mate's ear.
(I will love you for eternity. My life was not worth anything when your incarnation died in my arms. Only you swearing too return to me, although it took centuries, allowed me to not seek my death as I felt as if my soul had been ripped out of my body and that I was less than half the man I used to be.)
Dave talking in Italian when he and his mate were making love was not at all unusual and thanks to the fact that Penelope had been around for two centuries now she also spoke several languages including Italian. Dave tended to slip into his native tongue whenever he felt like being romantic, as he claimed that Italian was one of the most romantic languages in the world. Since hearing her mate speak in his native tongue always sent shivers of delight and hot, intense desire through her body Penelope wasn't about to disagree as it always made her extremely wet down in her pussy and Dave knew it, which was likely why he did it.
Penelope had gotten quite good at translating the Italian words even while her body was being played like a finely tuned instrument and expertly brought to completion.
Penelope knew that Dave still grieved for her incarnation's death and always would in some part of his soul and so he was always saying stuff like that in Italian whenever they made love, so that she knew that he would love her forever not that she could ever doubt it and not just because he spoiled her rotten, but because he showed her every day that he adored her.
"I love you to," Penelope told him, even as Dave he continued to nip, lick and kiss her in the most sensitive areas of her body and he should know them all considering they had been together for over two hundred years.
Finally once she was a puddle of mush and felt absolutely boneless Dave grinned at her and Penelope knew then that the pleasure she had felt until now was a mere shadow of what she was about to. Dave was very good at giving her, so much pleasure that if she had been able to be knocked unconscious she would have been on a regular basis.
Dave entered her slowly and Penelope's passage welcomed him by stretching to accommodate his girth easily, but then as much as the two of them made love it should as a woman's passage was like elastic and it was made to stretch and the more Dave entered her the easier it was.
"Come! Come now!" Penelope ordered him her voice filled with lust and need. "Come in me before I explode as I feel as if my entire body is on fire!" Penelope continued to beg without shame, even as her fingernails left scratch marks on his back.
To do something like leave scratch marks on a vampire who's skin, which was stonelike was something only another another vampire could accomplish. Dave took the marks that his mate gave him with pleasure and pride no matter how much they stung at first. He was glad that Penelope felt that she was free to leave marks on his body that wouldn't be very noticeable to anybody except another vampire, as they tended to fade quite a lot over time and human eyesight was very weak compared to one of the undead.
"Ahhh!" Dave groaned, as the pleasure amped up several notches in his body just as he knew it did in his mate's, as he slowly withdrew his cock and then pushed back in again until finally he could hold back no longer and released quite a few spurts of seed into Penelope's body.
The two lay together for awhile with Dave having a landed on top of his mate and Penelope certainly didn't mind, as his weight was reassuring. Besides it wasn't like he was going to smother her since she no longer needed to breathe and hadn't for 200 years.
"Another round?" Penelope asked him hopefully causing Dave to laugh.
"Your wish is my command, bella," Dave told her. "I'll never get tired of making love to you, not so long as I exist to do so."
Penelope said nothing when Dave called her bella as she knew that it was Italian for beautiful as well as being a given name, or a nickname for names like Isabella. He had started calling her that shortly after she had been turned into a vampire and since she knew it was an affectionate nickname for her she really didn't mind.
"I knew you wouldn't," Penelope told him with a wicked grin. "If you did, I would think you had been replaced by a clone."
Dave laughed at that, because it was absolutely true, as there was no way that they could replicate a vampire's DNA in order to create a clone. They used cloning for all sorts of things now, like creating a healthy heart or kidney out of an appropriate tissue sample for instance, although human cloning was still forbidden even in what was now the 22nd century. There had been quite a hue and cry when the laws had been relaxed enough to allow scientist to create healthy organs for those who needed them most, but now it was quite normal to have a heart transplant with one created in a cloning laboratory somewhere, so that organ donors were no longer so much needed, even if it was a very expensive process even today, but since it was created out of your own tissue, it wasn't going to be rejected like a donors heart might be for whatever reason.
"I will never be able to resist making love to you, bella," Dave told her even as he started to tenderly kiss her all over. "Not for as long as I live."
"That's been obvious for quite some time," Penelope told him, even as a climax started to build in her body yet again.
The two of them often made love for days only stopping in order to feed in between sessions and then going straight back to doing what they had been. Of course, the fact that they didn't need sleep or get exhausted like mortals could meant that they often had quite a few climaxes apiece without getting exhausted before both of them were finally satisfied and sated and so didn't have a problem with doing other things for awhile before the urge came upon them again.
The two of them made love for hours on the carpet in the living room and Penelope distantly thought that if she wasn't pregnant it wasn't for lack of trying.
~~~Dave and Penelope~~~
Spencer waited patiently for the scientific lecture to begin. He had been to plenty of lectures over the last 185 years, as at least it was a way to keep himself occupied and learn something new at the same time.
Spencer was perfectly comfortable attending a lecture, since he had always loved learning something new since he was a child. His father had always thought he was too smart for his own good and that he should act like other children and play outside or at least have some friends to hang out with instead of reading all the time.
Spencer didn't think about his father often, though he had been dead for over 150 hundred years and Spencer hadn't bothered to mourn him, as he had been a lousy one, although it was more neglect than physical abuse.
Still, he knew that if his father had been a decent one his personality would likely be different and while he could always see himself loving to learn he probably wouldn't have been so set in his ways. He could see himself not getting so involved in research and actually get out to do things more frequently than he did. He loved to research new things he had to admit it, but he had been trying lately to get more out of his comfort zone, even without Aaron or Dave or Penelope or Persephone urging him to.
He knew they would be shocked that he was trying to do that on his own and broaden his horizons, but all the urgings and lectures about getting out among people, because a vampire could go insane if he didn't get out sometimes had not been in vain.
He had never been a party animal, but he had started going out seeing more of the world and actually talking to people, although they looked at him strangely sometimes.
He felt that he hid his nervousness well when he did actually have to talk to people who weren't witnesses or suspects, which he had done often when he had worked with the behavior analyst unit along with Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia now Rossi and also her husband Dave. In fact, it had been David Rossi had turned him into a vampire when he had been seriously injured on a case when he was 40 and he was lucky that he had been with the older vampire at that time or he likely would have died long before his time.
It was thanks to the four of them that he had plenty of money of his own and he had invested wisely so he wasn't going to run out.
He saw Aaron and Persephone and Dave and Penelope every few years and he called them often, so that they would know he was alright. He did miss them sometimes, as they were his true family ones that were still alive anyway, but he missed Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau and Emily Prentiss, as they had been dead for very long time.
Derek had been his brother, and JJ and Emily his sisters in every way, but blood.
The other people that were gathering for the lecture, mostly doctors or scientists of one type or another and also a few students who were interested in this field of science. He was probably the lone exception as he wasn't a student and although he was a doctor it wasn't the type of doctor that normally attended lectures like this.
The lecture started and most people ignored him, even though he did feel a few females eyeing up his handsome form, even as he listened. He had gone from the boy next door he had been before he was changed into a vampire to a drop dead gorgeous man who had no imperfections on his skin, at least ones that were visible.
Most people couldn't tell who was a vampire and who was human unless they had been around them for quite sometime and noticed the fact that they didn't eat as white cold skin could be explained away is a medical condition. Of course, most people weren't very observant and if you put together the white cold skin and how hard it was with the way that a vampire tended to move, which was fluidly, like a predator, then it wasn't impossible to figure out who one was. However, most people never did put the clues together, as they were so caught up in their own lives they might not realize that they had been talking to a vampire. They could have been talking to one in a bar for instance as the undead could drink, but not get drunk, if they so desired, even if they couldn't eat human food.
Spencer listened to the lecture even while his mind was elsewhere as he thought about the last almost 200 years. He was so grateful to Dave for what he had done and he knew that the Hotchners and the Rossis were his true family even though they would not related by blood or marriage, not that that mattered to him.
He had been a godparent and an uncle to many of the Rossi and Hotchner children and they kept in contact as much as they could.
Spencer was indeed grateful for the Rossis and the Hotchners, as it made his existence much more bearable than it otherwise would have been. Most of his friends, the ones he'd had considered family were dead and had been for a very long time, but at least he still had Aaron and his wife and also Dave and his. Three of those names had been part of the team as well so he had already known them quite well by the time he had been so fatally injured and as for Persephone, Garcia's twin sister well it had taken them awhile to work up to a close friendship, but now they were just as close as he'd ever been to the other three.
Finally the lecture was over and Spencer began to file out with the others who had come, but wasn't really paying attention to anything, except concentrating on going with the flow of the crowd, as he was going over the information that had been given in the lecture and thought that it wasn't an angle he had considered before and that what he had learned would be useful for his own research.
He had published quite a few papers over the centuries and also articles in numerous scientific journals and was quite well known and respected in the academic community, but unless you followed that kind of thing, well then, he wasn't known at all, at least by most of the general population.
He was so lost in his thoughts that before he knew it he was outside the lecture hall and into the bright sunlight and just as he was stepping towards the street when he literally ran into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Spencer began to apologize then actually looked up into the greenest eyes he had ever seen.
Vampire just like I am, Spencer absently noted as his brain tried to come to terms with the fact that he had met his mate when he had least been expecting it. Of course, you never really expected to meet your soulmate, because the world was such a big place and so you didn't dwell on that fact that he or she might be out there, because it was a very strong possibility that they were either long dead or had yet to be born.
Of course, he had never believed in reincarnation until he had heard the story between Dave and Penelope and how they had met before 600 or so years ago. Of course, it was more like 800 now, but still he had learned and that the two of them had met in Spain and that Penelope had been a witch then to. Her father at the time had absolutely loathed vampires and had instead killed his own daughter on accident, instead of scaring Dave off, which never would have worked.
Penelope's father at the time Sylvester, had no notion, because he was too consumed with rage, that there was no way he would have scared Dave away from his mate and vampires were practically indestructible anyway. He now knew that Dave was probably the only vampire in history who had survived the initial death of their mate, but only because that Penelope Garcia had made him promise to survive and that she would be born, even if it was hundreds of years in the future.
Magicals were usually the ones that believed in reincarnation back then, but he had become a believer to once he had heard their rather painful tale. Spencer still wasn't sure how David Rossi had survived promise or no promise, because he well knew that he must've been miserable until he and this current Penelope Garcia had met. He had never known the David Rossi that was somber and serious all the time, though Aaron, who had known Dave before had said that the difference couldn't be more startling. Aaron had always known that Dave had a rather painful past, as it practically seeped out of his very skin, but once he and Penelope had met at the BAU all those decades ago now he had done a complete 180 and turned into what he likely was before he and Penelope's ancestor had met that first time, with some differences. Dave had changed after her death at the hands of her father, even if it had been an accident, though he well knew that David Rossi considered it murder. He also knew that Dave had killed the man that had been Garcia's father back then in a fit of rage.
Spencer couldn't really blame Dave for that at all, because he knew very well that to lose your mate it usually led to the death of the vampire involved and in fact he wouldn't be surprised at all if Dave was the only one to ever survive the death of his soulmate.
As for Penelope Garcia she had told him that she had been having dreams about Dave for years, but had never gotten a name to do research on him to discover who he was and the dreams she had been having which had been extremely sexual in nature had driven her crazy. Spencer was certainly glad that Penelope or Penny as she was officially called by everybody except Dave who insisted on using her full name, when he wasn't using a nickname that he had come up with for her, had not gone into detail on the nature of those dreams, as he absolutely didn't need to know.
They had both been happy to meet again at the BAU and it wasn't long after that that Penny had been turned into a vampire, just a couple of years, but only after the birth of her children, triplets who were half vampire and half magical.
Penny had also told him that she looked almost the same as her ancestor, except for the fact that she hadn't worn glasses back then and her eyes were purple, which a lot of magical tended to be born with instead of the brown she possessed now.
It was hard for Spencer to actually imagine that, not that he disbelieved her or Dave, but he knew it had to do with the fact that he had never actually been there to witness what had happened and so to him it was just a story, even if it was true.
The female vampire, who had black hair that was very curly and incredibly green eyes stared at him in astonishment.
"I know this is an astonishing development," Spencer told the female quietly his brown eyes still wide in surprise even if his voice was calm.
"You can say that again," the female who didn't look much younger than him, though he knew that looks to be deceiving said. It was quite likely actually that this female with centuries older than he was just as Dave was older then Garcia or Hotch older than Persephone.
"I'm Spencer," Spencer introduced himself, "And your name is...?
"Rosaleen," the female answered her surprise beginning to wear off. "Rosaleen O'Carroll, but you can call me Rosa."
"And my last name is Reid," Spencer told her embarrassed that he hadn't told her his surname before, but he had been so astonished at meeting her that he hadn't been thinking straight, a rather unusual event for him.
"Well, shall we go somewhere and talk Spencer Reid?" Rosa asked him with a little smile.
"Yes, I have an apartment, that's not too far from here," Spencer said, "and it should provide us some privacy anyway."
"So you live here in the city?" Rosa asked, as the two walked along together heading towards they're separate vehicles.
"At the moment," Spencer told her candidly, as his instincts were screaming at him that he could trust her with anything and she would never betray him. He well know that it was impossible for mates to betray each other or at least that's what Dave and Hotch were always telling him and he knew that they would never steer him wrong as they were his family, even if that wasn't true in the most technical sense. "I'm sure you know that people like us move around a lot, but I have been here for over a year."
"So do you want to take my car or yours or both?" Spencer asked Rosa.
"We can take your car for now and then come back for mine tomorrow," Rosa suggested, seeming unwilling to be parted from him even as long as it took to drive to his apartment.
"We can do that," Spencer immediately agreed, as he no one wanted to be parted from her then she did from him.
Spencer led Rosa to his car, which was a nice one, though he certainly could've afforded a Ferrari, an Ashton Martin or a Mustang, but this one worked just fine for him.
Spencer saw Rosa's expression at his car and explained. "I could afford something a bit fancier, but this is enough for me as I've never been into really fancy cars like some people I've known, so it's not a matter of money it's a matter of preference. I'm not really one for flash."
"There's nothing wrong with that," Rosa told him sincerely. "It's just that most vampires prefer fancy cars."
"Dave would agree with you," Spencer told her with her smile.
"Dave?" Rosa asked wondering if it was some sort of male lover, but she knew better than to make assumptions.
"David Rossi," Spencer explained, "He and his mate Penelope are good friends of mine. We used to work together at the FBI the behavioral analyst unit to be specific. He and Penelope Garcia who was the team's technical analyst met there and he knew immediately that they were mates. Dave is one of the ones that started the BAU in the first place in the 1960s, but he retired for something like 10 years, so he could do something different. I was gravely injured on the case when I was 40 years old and luckily, I was with Dave at the time and I was conscious enough to give him permission to change me. He's kind of like an uncle to me and Penny and I were already close, as I thought of her as kind of a flamboyant and crazy aunt as she is an extremely colorful person, both in the way she dresses and in her personality. The team back then was like a family and while I still have Dave and Penelope and Aaron Hotchner around as all of them were either vampires to begin with or in Penelope's case was changed I still miss several of my teammates who died a very long time ago now. Dave, Penny, Aaron and Penelope's twin sister who turned out to be Hotch's mate Persephone are my only family or at least they used to be before you and I met."
"I thought I recognized the two crests on your right hand," Rosa said, "but now that you mention the names of Rossi and Hotchner I know that those crest belong to them and that you're under their protection."
"I am and you will be too when they find out about you," Spencer told her. "They will accept you gladly and just be happy for both of us, because I've really led a very lonely life, even before I was turned into a vampire. Back then, my work was all that mattered and I knew the team had my back and we were friends outside the job, but other than that, I was a workaholic and I very rarely went out in public, except when I was on the job. I well remember Morgan trying more than once to get me to come to some bar with him, but I was never much of a drinker, so I very rarely agreed to go no matter how much he urged me to get out of my comfort zone."
The exasperated affection in her mate's tone let Rosa know that her mate and this Morgan had been very close and he had probably been like a brother.
"I miss JJ and Emily as they were like sisters to me just as Morgan was like an older brother," Spencer admitted confirming Rosa suspicions. "I know I'm lucky that I still have three of the people I was really close to when I was a werewolf back so many years ago now that are still with me, but I can't help, but think about how much I miss the others, even if I try not to do that too often, as brooding was never my thing."
"All of us have people we miss, that we were close to," Rosa told him and Spencer nodded in agreement.
"So I've talked your ear off about me why don't you tell me a little about yourself?" Spencer suggested and Rosa nodded thinking that was only fair.
"Well, unlike you I was born a vampire," Rosa began and Spencer nodded having already suspected as much, because she looked the same age as Dave or Hotch, which was around 35, not that that was any guarantee of course, because some mortals were changed at that age but it was a good indication that she had been born one.
"I know my name is Italian, but I wasn't actually born in Italy, nor is my mother Italian. My father, however, is also a vampire and once I was born my mother left me and vanished and so he raised me by himself. I have no idea if my mother is even still alive as I don't actually remember ever meeting her, as she was simply gone just a couple of days after my birth. She didn't even bother to actually name me and so my father named me Rosaleen."
"I'm real sorry about your mother, but I also come from something of a broken home," Spencer explained. "I did know my father up until I was 10 years old, but he wasn't really much of one. He was neglectful in the extreme and told me I had to learn how to fix my own problems, even though I was only a child. He also called me too intelligent for my own good more than once and seemed to resent the fact that I was way smarter than he was, which couldn't be helped, as that's the way I was born. My father was a werewolf and he told me nothing about our kind, so all I knew was that father didn't really love me and even though I knew that his disdain shouldn't affect me, it did because children are impressionable and just want the approval of their parents."
"What about your mother?" Rosa asked to little hesitantly.
"My mother was very sick by the time I was seven or eight years old, schizophrenia," Spencer explained, "and my father used that as an excuse to leave when I was 10 and that might very well have been part of the reason. However, the fact was he just didn't want to have to deal with a son who was a genius and that's not bragging that's fact, because when my IQ was finally measured it was 187 and it's risen quite a bit since that time as that was 185 years ago. In any case he cut off all contact with his son and his wife and didn't even bother to pay child support payments, as he washed his hands of the responsibility. We were lucky that I was so intelligent and we had my mother's money from when she was a literature professor before her schizophrenia manifested itself and that was enough to see us through, although we certainly had to watch our pennies. My mother was often off in her own little world and it was very hard to get her to take her medicine, because she started to feel so much better that he stopped taking it, unless she was somehow forced to. I breezed through high school and skipped quite a few grades, which means I was constantly picked on by the more normal children."
Rosa growled at that, but said nothing as Spencer continued. "Werewolves were even less accepted back then than they are today and so you stayed quiet about what you were if you happened to be one unless you wanted to make the bullying worse. By the time I went to college at the age of 12, my mother was much worse, but whenever she was lucid she would tell me that I should not have to stay and look after her and I should be able to pursue my own dreams. I did go to college, but I called her as often as I could, although I didn't get a chance to visit much, because I just didn't have the money for it. By the time I graduated at the age of 20, I had 5 degrees and I've gotten quite a few more since then.
"Jason Gideon who lectured at colleges around the country, saw me in his old friend's criminology class and thought I looked awfully young to be that he found that I was just 19. He asked around about me because he was impressed about the intelligent questions I asked and found out that I had been at college since I was only 12 years old and that I had less then a year before I completed my last agree. He knew that the knowledge I had would be useful at the BAU, so he did his best to recruit me and convince me to go to the FBI Academy. He was a very well respected in the FBI, as he had been one of the founding members of the BAU along with David Rossi and Max Ryan and he said that he was going to pull me directly into his unit. I was the first and probably the only one to be pulled directly into the BAU, as it's the most prestigious unit that the FBI had at the time and usually you have to serve at least 10 years in another department or even several before you're even considered. To say that I was resented by the other FBI agents, although not the ones that also worked for my unit, would be an understatement, because technically, I was above them when it came to authority just like the other members of the team were and I could order them to do something and they would have to do it or get a black mark on their records if I reported them."
"This Jason Gideon must've seen your potential then," Rosa told him and Spencer nodded in agreement.
"He did, but what I didn't mention before was I was also incredibly clumsy and extremely unathletic back then and if he hadn't called in numerous favors to pull me directly into the BAU I would have flunked out of the academy because of the physical requirements. Gideon got them to waive the physical requirements in my case, which made me even more resented by the other agents, but he also knew I wouldn't fit in as well anywhere else, because a lot of agents would've done their best to keep me from advancing for as long as possible and likely would've done their best to bully me right out of the FBI, since a lot of agents are arrogant in the extreme. Once I was a member of the BAU I was immediately accepted by the other agents, because they knew that Hotch and Gideon always did their best to choose agents that would fit in well with the team and not cause any friction by trying to be alpha dogs.
"Neither one of them would have put up with an agent bullying another member of the team even the newbie. It took me a long time to truly trust any of them, because let's just say my childhood was not conducive to trusting people easily and I was well aware, even as young as I was that people could say one thing and then do something totally different. Also let me add that if we weren't mates, as I know that mates can never betray each other I wouldn't be telling you all this, especially since we just met. If there's one thing I've had pounded into my head ever since I was turned into a vampire that if I ever met my mate that I could trust them with anything. I see how happy Aaron and Persephone are or Dave and Penelope and have often wished the same thing for myself, when suddenly you just drop into my lap."
"Everybody deserves happiness," Rosa told him, even as she squeezed his free hand causing Spencer to smile at her very shyly and in that smile Rosa saw a certain vulnerability and she swore to herself that she would make him so happy that he would forget entirely about all the people who had hurt him in the past or at least they would never have anymore power over him.
Rosa could feel the bond that the two of them shared thrumming between them very strongly and she wanted nothing more then to make love to him right here in the car.
"So you never did say when you were born," Spencer asked.
"Don't you know that it's rude to ask a woman her age," Rosa teased him causing Spencer to smile and even laugh a little.
"I didn't know such things mattered to vampire females," Spencer told her with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "After all, it's not like vampires show signs of their age by getting gray hair and wrinkles or the aches and pains that come with getting older."
"Some of them do," Rosa told him, "but you're right our age doesn't really matter. In any case, I am around 800 years old."
"Well, you're definitely older than me then because I'm only 185," Spencer told her.
"Just because I'm older doesn't necessarily mean that were not a good match as the bond never would have formed otherwise," Rosa told him and Spencer nodded in agreement.
"I know that," Spencer told her calmly. "Because for one thing Dave is much older than Penelope as he was already a thousand when they met."
For the second time, Spencer added in his thoughts, as he knew the whole story now.
"And Aaron was over 400 when he met Penelope's identical twin sister Persephone. I've been told again and again by both those men that age doesn't matter to a vampire, because the bond wouldn't have formed if they weren't right for each other. In theory every vampire has a mate, but really only 30 percent or less ever find them," Spencer said.
"I can't wait to meet them," Rosa told Spencer sincerely causing him to give her a full smile instead of only a little one.
"I'd love to introduce you to them, but I also like to keep to myself for at least a little while. Trust me, they'll be thrilled for me as a vampire's life is very lonely without somebody to share it with. Not just a friend, or even a romantic love interest, but someone permanent and the only person that fits that description is a vampire's mate, whether they are mortal or a vampire themselves when they meet. Don't get me wrong I love Aaron, Persephone, Penny and Dave and we are constantly stepping in and out of each others lives and contact each other every few weeks or months at least. However, I don't have a romantic interest in any of them and I try not to bother them too much, even if they claim that they love hearing from me and that they don't mind at all being interrupted as they try to keep in contact with me and other people that they've known for a long time."
"If they say they don't mind if you contact them or even going to see them and they don't mind," Rosa told him firmly. "I don't see this Dave turning you into a vampire and even getting your permission to do so if he didn't truly care about you."
"Well, he did it for Penny, as much as he did it for me or himself, as the two of us are really close, not romantically or anything, but we do consider each other family. I didn't mean that they don't care about me, I know they do, and they love me in their own way, but I just don't want to bother them too much since I know that mates like to be alone and need a great deal of private time," Spencer explained.
"That's what I was told, at least when a vampire couple are first mated, but the need to be constantly together once they've been mated for awhile will die down after a few decades. After 20 or 30 years you don't have to be together all the time in order to be comfortable without the person you love constantly in your presence. If you want to go and do your own thing for a few hours, just so long as your mate knows where you're going and that you're all right then they can do without your presence for awhile. Mates are always close that's a given, but that doesn't mean you don't need time to yourself occasionally, as you and whoever you're mated to don't need to be together 24/7," Rosa said.
"Aaron and Dave said the same things," Spencer said with a nod. "They made sure that I knew everything there was to know about vampire life and that I had plenty of money to do what I wanted. I've invested in a lot of things, so I have even more now, but I tend to live pretty simply at least compared to one's like Dave who enjoys decadent luxury. My main expense are books as I love to read and every piece of property I own, has a large library."
"There's nothing wrong with liking the simple things in life," Rosa told him her green eyes soft in understanding. "It probably has a lot to do with how you were raised and likely also has to do with the fact that you really had to raise yourself. You got used to having very little and you just never got out of the habit."
"Well, my apartment is absolutely covered in bookcases and I don't even have a bed because I don't need to sleep."
"Maybe we should've gone to my place then, because I would like to make love to you so bad it's very hard to resist just ripping your clothes off even though you're driving the car," Rosa said with her voice filled with lust.
Spencer would have blushed it that if he could have but he did look rather embarrassed.
"I want that too," Spencer admitted a little shyly, "but since I wasn't exactly expecting to meet my mate I had no time to prepare. In fact, both my bedrooms are covered in bookshelves, as really it's like walking into a small library or maybe a bookstore."
Rosa had seen her mate's embarrassed look and took that to mean that he was shy when it came to the discussion of sex and was likely extremely inexperienced, although she doubted as old as he was that he was a complete virgin. Vampires tended to be sexual creatures, they were all different, just like all mortals were different.
Rosa got the impression that her mate spent a great deal of time by himself, likely reading or maybe doing some sort of research, since he was so intelligent and that seemed like something he would be interested in. He had been coming out of where a science lecture had taken place after all, so he had likely attended in order to learn something new, perhaps for his own research. Really a vampire's life could be incredibly boring or at least routine depending, of course, on how old you were as it got harder and harder to find something to do that you actually enjoyed, particularly when you weren't mated.
For all she knew Spencer had held down several jobs in the last 185 years, just like the one at the BAU before he had been turned into a vampire had been the only one he had ever had.
"Well, we'll just have to buy a house, since I promise you are going to have children," Rosa said.
"I wouldn't mind," Spencer promised her, "as I've always wanted a family of my own, but I wasn't about to pass on the gene for my mother's schizophrenia or my father's werewolf transformation. Now that I'm a vampire I'm no longer a werewolf and that means I can't pass it to my children and the same goes for my mother's schizophrenia. Besides, not many women paid attention to someone like me as they were always going after somebody like Aaron or Dave or Morgan who were all confident when it came to the female population, as they had much more forceful personalities then I do or in Morgan's case did and are and were definitely the take charge types. Of course, even back before Hotch met Persephone he was busy running the BAU and he wasn't one for casually sleeping around at least when I first met him. When he was younger it was likely different, though I don't know that for sure, but I do know that you can get tired of doing that type a thing if you do it long enough, so I'm pretty sure he probably slept with a lot of women when he was young."
"That's certainly plausible, because many vampires are indeed sex crazy when they are young and will sleep with both sexes, even if they didn't flaunt it a few hundred years ago, as that would have gotten them in trouble with a lot of people as most women, at least those raised in good homes, were considered spoiled if they had sex before marriage. Still, there were ways around that even six or seven hundred years ago and so long as you kept to the lower class and didn't talk about your exploits in public then you could get away with it," Rosa said.
"In any case, if we happen to have a few children sometime in the next few years I certainly won't object," Spencer said. "I'm more comfortable around children and I used to be, because both Dave and Penny and Aaron and Persephone have made me the godfather to quite a few of theirs and we keep in contact. Back when I was still mortal, I wasn't very comfortable around children and of course, they sensed that. They always made me incredibly nervous, as I never know how to interact with them, but considering I was never socialized when I was younger that's not surprising. I was too intelligent for the ones that were my age and the older ones didn't want anything to do with me. I should have been sent to a private school for children who were extremely intelligent, but my father never would've stood for such a thing, as he wanted me to go to public school just like he did and if my mother hadn't signed those forms for me to skip grades he never would have allowed it. He already thought I was too intelligent for my own good and he believed I should've gone through the grades one at a time instead of skipping so many. Classwork was incredibly easy for me as ought to be obvious since I did go to college at 12."
"I hate to say this about one of you're relatives, but he sounds like a right bastard," Rosa suggested delicately, hoping she hadn't offended him, but was relieved when Spencer laughed.
"Believe me I agree with you 100%," Spencer said with a smile. "I told the team after I learned to trust them that I wouldn't have bothered to stop and piss on him if he was on fire if we happened to encounter each other. I meant it then and I do now, although he's been dead for 150 or more years."
Rosa chuckled appreciatively at that. "I can certainly understand that, considering that he abandoned you, his own son and even while he was present he wasn't much of a father to you."
"That's the understatement of the century," Spencer muttered. "Here we are," Spencer added as he pulled into the parking lot of a nice apartment building.
"Nice place," Rosa said appreciatively as she looked around.
"Thank you," Spencer said grinning at her. "Just because I live in an apartment does not mean that I live somewhere cheap, as I have plenty of money now and so I chose somewhere that I never could have afforded when I was mortal. I have the corner apartment on the top floor which costs more than some of the others as it has an excellent view. The rent is considerably more than it was on my old apartment back when I was working for the BAU, but then FBI agents don't get paid all that much. Now though, even if I didn't live such a simple life, I could afford considerably more than this and if I really wanted to I could even own the building."
"I could too," Rosa agreed.
"Vampires if they're at all careful tend to accumulate money and I've invested a lot of what the Hotchners and the Rossis gave me back when I was first changed," Spencer added, as he parked in his usual spot and he and Rosa got out.
"I'm surprised that you don't live in the penthouse," Rosa teased him.
"It was already taken when I first came to live here just over a year ago," Spencer told her. "My corner apartment is big enough for my needs and I do have a very comfortable couch that can be turned into a bed in a jiffy."
"Well, good because I'm very eager to make love to you and complete the bond that we share," Rosa said with eagerness in her tone.
"Shall I show you my apartment, my lady?" Spencer asked as he offered her his arm.
"You shall," Rosa agreed, as she took his arm and Spencer happily escorted her into the building and up to his apartment.
~~~Dave and Penelope~~~