Dark Protecters

by Firewolfe

What would happen if Buffy Summers was adopted and her biological family found her. What if Joyce did not die but survived and called in assistance for Buffy when dealing with the Council, Glory and the First Evil. What if Buffy's some of Buffy's family would make Angelus look like a fluffy puppy? This will be a cross over with BTVS, Criminal Minds and Silence of the Lambs.

3. Chapter 3

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned.

Dark Protector

Part 17

The news about Buffy Summers being Clarice Starlings daughter was a shock. It had almost stopped all discussion on the killings. However the BAU was very professional and they had moved on quickly. Clarice watched them all and decided they had moved on to quickly. It was clear that this team was not going to discuss their concerns with her. They had backed off for the moment because as Clarice had pointed out Buffy had been cleared of killing Kendra. That being said however it was also very clear that they were merely putting her possible involvement on the back burner for the moment. Hotch was not one to let something go easily. Erin had told her that. The former had been a friend who rarely pulled punches. She had been there for Clarice when Buffy had been kidnapped and she was a true friend. She had rarely pulled punches about things. They had not been the type of friends to hit the beauty shop together but they had each other's backs through the crap the FBI throw at them. Erin and Clarice were women who had succeeded in a highly male dominated agency. They had become friends out of necessity and because neither woman was the type to sugar coat things. Erin was one of the few people who had known the truth about Hannibal and she had never betrayed that knowledge.

Clarice knew knowing had cost her friend but she also knew that Erin had helped protect them both at times. Her friend had seen what she had; that Hannibal was a complicated man. He had a code that most would never understand but it was in its own way honest. Erin had respected that. Then there was the fact that Hannibal's actions had shown a light on the FBI and it had cleared up a lot of corruption. Erin Straus had also known that if Hannibal had been caught then Clarice would have been exposed. She had not wanted that. Nor did she think the agency could have withstood the spot light of what Hannibal had uncovered. His actions had ended several men's careers that could have damaged the government. His taking them out had actually been a service to the nation.
However if it was brought to light then the nation would have to face the fact that for a time the FBI made the mob seem like choir boys. If he had been captured he surely would have used what he knew and the files he had liberated to defend his actions. While he still would end up back in an asylum or jail the damage he would do would be impossible to recover from any time soon.

So Erin for the greater good of the agency held her knowledge close and did what she could to protect her friend and her mate. Erin's death had hurt both Clarice and Hannibal and it was not something they took lightly. They would have avenged it if Rossi had not done so. Of course Clarice retuned Erin's favor and covered his tracks. That did not however mean she was not watching him and the team. He was a dangerous foe as was Hotchner. Both were good men but even good men could make mistakes. Hotchner had when dealing with the Reaper and it had been costly to him. Clarice would not allow such a mistake to endanger her family. She knew that that event colored his perception and it could endanger Buffy.

"Well a lot of the killings seem to happen around the local High School / college student hang outs." Garcia said. "We should check them out."

"Baby girl I agree but I don't see any of us fitting in with that crowd." Morgan said. He knew none of them were really young enough to pull that off. Well maybe J.J. and Spencer but there was no way he was sending them in to do scouting. He looked at Hotch who was frowning. Clearly he had the same idea.

Rossi however seemed thoughtful. "Reid and J.J. could pull it off and so could Garcia, if you were to dress more like a young person you might be able to as well Morgan."

"What you want me to pop on a hoodie and a pair of baggy pants? I so don't want my ass hanging out."

"Well they'd look good on you." Emile said with a grin. Morgan had a fine ass.

Morgan glared. He worked hard to project an image of a professional. Even as a young man he had rarely dressed like a typical teen. Oh he had worn jeans and trainers but rarely had he dressed like his peers. He had tried to look older and had always tried to look like a prep school kid. It was a defense of sorts. He knew that young black men were often profiled so he did everything he could to not fit that profile. It meant wearing button down shirts and slacks more often than jeans and a t-shirt being clean cut and listening to music far more softly then he might like and by having several stations on radio in his car preprogrammed to either gospel music or classical. If he got pulled over he would hit the button to switch them to those stations. That automatically changed the way the encounter with a police officer would go. He always spoke clearly and used little slang and was polite. It was a needed thing. To have to go back and pretend to be a kid was not something he wanted to do.

"Morgan could dress as a T.A. or something. There is no point in making him looks foolish." J.J. said. "I mean he would totally look hot if we put him in a tweed jacket with glasses and a pipe."

Morgan glared at J.J. she was having as much fun with this idea as Emily. However he did find her idea slightly less annoying. "Rossi could give a lecture at USD and I could act as his assistant. Reid still looks like a high schooler if we dressed him properly and baby girl eternally young."

"He says the nicest things." Garcia said with a wink. "Morgan is right Spencer needs to dress age appropriate for us to pull this off. So Emily, J.J. and I can take him shopping."

Spencer Reid was a brave man an intelligent man but suddenly he felt hunted. "Ah I have cloths."

"Spece I love you like a brother but you dress like my grandfather." J.J. said.
Spencer sighed. He pushed back his long hair.

"We should totally dress him as a stoner." Garcia said with a teasing voice.
Morgan began to chuckle glad his friend would be dragged to the shops.

"Morgan will need new stuff too. Glasses at least to help make him look less lethal and perhaps some decent jeans and a sports coat. "Clarice said to join in. "Right now he screams FBI bad ass and that won't help him blend in. While I know Spencer and J.J. are excellent agents and that Penelope can handle herself I would feel better if Morgan was there for back up. A four person team inside the Bronze would work. They could pose as couples on a double date."

"That could work." Hotch said. "If they pretend to be new to the area they could mingle and learn quite a lot."

"I guess we will be heading to a club" Garcia said she was clearly excited at the prospect of dragging Derek and Spencer out for a night of dancing. J.J. just smiled it would be fun to just chill out for a night. J.J loved Will and Henry but it would be fun to just be young again for one night. It would help the case and let her unwind with friends a perfect way to work in her mind.

Emily watched them and grinned she knew she could not pull off the T.A. look or teen look like J.J. but she might still go and hang back. She was not that old.
Aaron watched her and nodded Emily should go to. The younger members needed bonding time
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The drive to Sunnydale had been a long one and they had spent the entire time looking over their shoulders. However they had arrived safe and sound. Hollis pulled into a gas station. He got out and filled the tank. He sent the girls in to use the facilities and grab some snacks and drinks.

"Mrs. Holyfield we should stock the SUV. Just on case. I think we should find a grocery store and pack up on some non-perishables. It is nice of Miss Summers to be willing to protect us but our lot would eat her out of house and home."

"That is a very good point. I think we should look for a vehicle to purchase. Renting one to get her is one thing but it would be expensive long term. We should also look into maybe getting weapons once we check in with Rupert and Miss Summers. I hate the idea of being unarmed."

Mr. Hollis nodded. He was not a field watcher but he had to agree that the idea of being without weapons was not comforting at all. He was just glad he had been able to grab his lap top. To him the only thing worse than not having weapons were not having his references on demons. He was just glad he had found a way to safely scan the Council vast library and that no one had caught him doing so. One more thing to thank Rupert for his experience with the Moloch demon had been a very good warning. It had taken him the last four years to scan the library but his gut told him it was a needed thing. His family had long been seers and while he did not have their great talent he did have a very strong gut instinct. So he followed it. He supposed it was a family thing. He just wished he had gotten great-grandmother Gibbs talent then perhaps he could have saved more lives. He looked away bleak for a moment. Mrs. Holyfield gave his arm a squeeze in support. He looked up and smiled at her. She was a good friend.

Cara watched them and rolled her eyes. She nudged her sister who looked over at their watchers.

"They so don't get it do they?" Sara asked.

"No clue." Megan agreed. "I just wished they would figure it out."

"Yeah Mrs. Holyfield's nice." Cayla agreed. "She'd make a great mum."

"Yeah and Hollis is ok as well. I like the guy we could do worse for a dad. I mean do they even get we are already a family?" Cara said. She sighed. Watchers were so clueless. "I mean even when stayed with Trent it was Hollis that really took care of you."

"Yes that is true but Trent did save our lives. He might not have been the most caring type but he was not abusive and he did see to our needs. I just don't think he knew how to be a family man." Megan said. "I guess he knew though. He made Hollis our guardian rather than trusting Travers so perhaps he cared in his own way."

"He was a taskmaster but it helped us survive. I guess we owe Damien for that."Cayla said. "In any case maybe being here will help them realize the truth. I hope so."

Cara nodded. "It would make life simpler."

The two watchers talked as they waited for the teens to come out of the gas station. When they did they noted the girls had bought gallons of water and soda along with a small assortment of food. It would due until they found a grocery store.

Soon they were all loaded up into the SUV and headed for the Summers' home.

Dawn walked the high school with worry etched into her face. She hated that so many potentials were showing up. The house was not big enough for them all. Not to mention Buffy was getting majorly stressed. It was also not good for her mother to worry about paying the bills. Her mom needed rest. However there was little Dawn could do to help other then be nice to the potentials to ensure that they did not make waves. She spotted Molly, and Violet and headed over to them. She would eat lunch with them and see what was up. She motioned for Janice and Carlos to join her. They had her back and she hoped that they could all become friends.

Hans had entered the demon bar to find information. He was surprisingly not bothered by the clients. He sat at a table and began to listen to various conversations. The bar keep Willie came over and asked if he wanted a drink.
"Scotch neat and make certain the glass is clean or I will rip out your intestines and hang you from your sign."

Willie froze at that calm delivery. Not even the slayer made the hair on the back of his neck rise this much. "Yes sir of course only the best sir."

"Good then perhaps you will live to see the sun rise."

Willie almost ran back to the bar. He pulled out a glass and a clean cloth and began to wash a glass one that clearly had not been cleaned in a long time.
Dexter walked in to him giving Hannibal this drink. "Bar keep make that two drinks and like my friend here I want a clean glass."

"Or what you will hang me by my intestines?"

"No, I'll feed you your balls in a high ball." Dexter said. He took a seat next to his friend. "So how's the field look?"

"Interesting, we have watchers in town, the BAU and of course a council wet works team along with various demons. It should prove entertaining."

Dexter snorted at that. Unlike his friend he tried to stay low profile. However it might add some spice to the hunt. "I suppose we have to spare the watchers….for the moment."

"Yes, sadly Buffy seems fond of Rupert. He may be redeemable I am uncertain however if it is wise to trust him too deeply. There a group she uses as well. Friends or so Clarice believes. However my research shows them to be rather fickle, the boy is one I would end. However, Elaina seems to be fond of him for some odd reason. The Wiccan may be useful but she is digging deeply into the Magics. We both know that can go badly."

"Yeah, it can, but it could prove useful as well. I heard some watchers pulled into town. Two of them with four potentials all younger, if the demon who tipped me off was not a cabbie I just met I would be skeptical. However he seems legit. He said they appeared to almost be a family. That might help our situation or it could cause a bigger mess. How are we going to keep these potentials safe?" It was clear Dexter was not certain what to do. He could hunt and kill the badies as a cop or as a serial killer but normal human concerns still often confused him.

"We have several homes here in Sunnydale all near my daughter. I also bought several RV campers. We can house them. Keeping them safe however may require a little more creative thinking. Clarice and I have formed a club. It will give us an excuse to have so many girls around and perhaps boys if their families somehow show up. I've ordered supplies and weapons."

"Good I almost feel naked here. I was able to bring my Glock and Blade but most of my gear had to be left behind." Dexter said looking annoyed.

"Don't worry we can buy more. Just think you can break in new tools." Hannibal said with a grin as he took his drink from Willie who suddenly felt his blood run cold. Well colder than normal.

"I know but I like my own." Dexter whined. "Of course new can be fun if I buy different stuff. Maybe I can try some new tools?"

"Of course Dexter anything you want." Hannibal said sounding like an indulgent father rather than the partner he was.

Dexter laughed. Oh how he had missed his friend. It was almost like having his father back.

Hannibal smiled at his friend. He was a good man. In another life he would have tried to pair him with his daughter. Oh well he would just have to settle for him being his surrogate son or nephew. Dexter was his friend perhaps his only true friend outside of Clarice. He could and would indulge his need to kill. It suited him well enough and it ensured his beloved daughter had another protector.

TBC….

15. Part 18 Home is where the heart is?

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

Friday, March 11, 2016

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned.

Dark Protector

Part 18

The patrol of the sewers was never fun but doing it with Spike was almost like a date. Ok she had a weird idea of what a date was but it was nice. One of the things she loved about Spike was that he truly enjoyed the fight. It was why she had accepted that he had killed Nikki Wood in what he had believed to be a fair fight. As strange as it might seem Spike had a code of honor. It was not one that fit human standards but it was a code and it did matter to him. It was why he had stayed faithful to Drue for so many years and why he had saved the world. He was not one to let others chose his actions. He owned them all the bad the good and the ugly. His gaining a soul had hurt him and Buffy had held him in the night when he wept for his cruel and deranged acts.

Telling him it was the vampire and not the man had done little good either because he had enjoyed the acts. He was man enough to own his sins. He truly repented doing the evil he had done but he would never deny doing it. He now worked tirelessly at her side to save humanity. It was not that he was suddenly a good man or that he had hope of saving his soul but rather he felt he owed the world balance. While not all the men and women he killed were good many were and he knew killing them was wrong. Saving the world helped balance it a bit but to Spike it was just a start. If he was to be worthy of Buffy and her love he had to be better. So now he worked with her to keep her and her people safe and to once again save the world.

It was penance working to save the welp, he did not mind saving Joyce, the bit or Tara. He supposed saving Red and Faith was not that bad either and if push came to shove Rupert was all right if a bit stuffy. He refused to brood over his past. He was not the poof. However he would make amends in his own way. Who knew perhaps he would be able to win Buffy one day as more than a casual girl. I am so love's bitch he thought.

They killed a few vampires and now the tunnels seemed clear. It was getting late and he knew Buffy would soon have to head home. However he did not want her having to go home covered in slime.

"Come on luv. I got a little place near here. It's off the grid so to speak. It's not much but the water is hot and I have some clean clothes for you if you want? I even stocked a bit of food. Nothing fancy but maybe you could fix up a small snack."

Spike was unsure but he was going to do his best to provide for Buffy even if it was only a small house with a hot shower.

The smile she gave him made it worth all the extra muscle work he had been doing. "Spike that sounds like heaven to me right now, a hot shower would be great. You know I could always eat."

He silently cursed Rupert for bringing so many girls into her home that a hot shower and meal seemed like a luxury. Spike resolved to speak to the watcher about the situation.

Giles searched his books for information. He was finding nothing and it worried him. He hoped something would turn up. Wood came in looking angry. It was clear he was still not over his failure to stake Spike. However Rupert knew that if he helped Robin end Spike now Buffy would likely end both of them. She had made that very clear. "Robin do come in."

The Slayer's son glared. He knew the invite was to annoy him. Rupert knew full well not to invite anyone in. "I saw Buffy walk off with Spike. Why is he still not dust?"

"Buffy will not hear of it. I know you have reasons to hate him but, for the moment it would be unwise to try to stake him. Buffy would take it as a personal attack."

"I don't care Rupert I will end him." Robin said. He looked pissed.

"Perhaps you could but, what then?"

"We would have one less blood sucker to worry about and the slayer could get back to doing her damned job." Robin said.

"Yeah like that will work."

Both men spun around to see Faith leaning against a wall. She was casually playing with a blade.

"Buffy might not kill you for ending Spike but I would not bet your lives on it. I mean slayers can kill." She was toying with a knife. "Let's be honest here boys. She's still recovering from some bright spark pulling her from heaven. She is still dealing with her mum being very sick and having to support god knows how many mouths. She not exactly balanced right now. So her going off and beating the living hell out of you all, well I'd say it's a strong possibility and killing you well accidents happen. I'm sure she would feel all bad about it after. Then again killing Spike might just be her last straw. You know the one that breaks her. He is all that is keeping her sane and semi-stable right now. So go ahead kill the being who matters most to her and see if she is still willing to save your sorry asses? Me I'd tell you all to go fuck yourselves."

"Faith language, there is no need to be rude." Giles said.

"Yeah there is, because I am sick of you going behind B's back. If you kill Spike I will walk away with her. See how long the kiddies last then. I don't owe them nothing; I owe Joyce, Buffy and Spike and hell I even owe Dawnie. I'll take them away from here and we will enjoy what time the world has left as a family or something. Maybe go see Disney world or some such crap, B's given enough."

Robin glared he had thought Faith got it. However she was clearly siding with Buffy. He said. "I will end that vampire! He killed my mother."

"Yeah so, so what Robin, Spike or some fledge it would not matter. Some demon was always going to kill Nikki. It was going to happen from the day she drew the short straw. Get it through you head Q ball slayers die. It's part of the package. Yes Spike killed Nikki and yeah he had an unfair advantage but he did not know about that. Hell he was pissed when he learned the truth. Spike's respected your mum. I know you don't see that but he does. Hell he wears her coat still. Yeah it may be a trophy of sorts but he takes such good care of it. It is his prized possession. He speaks fondly of Nikki. Yes he killed her but that is what vampires do. They kill slayers and people. Give the guy a break he fought what he believed was a fair fight. Yeah he won but it could have gone the other way too. So leave off him. Remember he left you alive."

"Damn you Faith."

"To late Robin I already am but think about it. Think about the cost if you stake him. Would your mom really want the world to end to avenge her?"

Robin stormed out. He clearly did not believe that the slayers would walk away.
Faith sighed. She gave Giles a long hard look and headed out too.

Giles cleaned his glasses this was going to be complicated. Giles sadly believed every word and given the situation he knew killing Spike could end the world.

Xxxxxxxxx

Buffy followed Spike up a ladder and he opened a trap door. It was a small storage room. Spike offered her a hand up. He then led her to a door which surprisingly had an electronic lock. He punched in a code. It opened and he led her into the house.

"I bought this place last month. It still needs a bit of work and it's not much but it is mine. Home sweet home I thought it be nicer then the crypt for you."

Buffy followed him in. It was cozy. They entered through the kitchen. It had a stove, microwave and small refrigerator. There was a farmhouse sink and wooden cabinets. It was small but homey.

"Come on Luv the shower is this way." Spike led her to a small bathroom. It had a tub shower combo. She wanted to shriek with joy. The tub was an old fashioned claw foot tub. It was clear he had scrubbed it clean.

"Oh I love it Spike."

He would have blushed but he nodded. "I indent to get a modern tub soon. I had to get the window first. They cost a bit of dosh they did. I can see the sun with them as long as they are closed. Worth the price but it meant some other updates had to wait."

"Don't you dare this is perfect. Just get it reglazed. They don't make them like this anymore oh a water closet how cool. My Dad would have freaked out. Mum would too. These old style bathrooms are very rare. I love it."

Spike was shocked that Buffy liked his bathroom. Then again Joyce was into art and Hank the wanker was into architecture. So maybe the slayer really did like his little house. It had been one of the first ones built in Sunnydale. He had won some cash in a poker game and then his working as a bouncer at Willie's Tavern had made him enough to pay cash. The place had been boarded up and a wreck but he had been fixing it up bit by bit. Harris was not the only one who knew how to wield a hammer. Of course the kid did have some mad skills. However Spike had been using hammers far longer if not necessarily in carpentry. Spike was further shocked when Buffy began to strip out of her clothing.

She looked over at him. "Come on Spike it will be best if we shower together that way you can wash my back."

He grinned and threw off his clothing quickly there was no way he was turning down that invite.

Dawn and her friends were joined by the potentials.

"So how the classes going with you all, nothing to hard I hope?"

"It's has been really good, I cannot believe how sunny it is here." Molly said. "It was raining back home."

Dawn chuckled at that. "Yeah well rain a rare thing. In fact we do kind of need some."

"Not on our account."Vi said. "The down side is I might burn."

"Just get some good sunscreen, It will help and if you get the right kind it will smell fantastic too." Janice said.

"I suppose, but like Molly said it's amazing to see so much sun and it's warm too. We might still have snow back home this time of year."

"I've only seen snow once." Dawn said. She remembered the day Buffy saved Angel. "It was very freaky."

Vi laughed at that. "I guess we all have weird weather. One day we had 70 degrees when it should have been about 32 so yeah I guess it can be odd at times."

The teens then chatted about their classes. The Council wet works teams watched from a distance. None of them were pleased to learn that there were two potentials in school with the slayer's sister. This had to be reported.

Garcia grinned as she picked out club clothing at the mall. She grinned as J.J. picked out some very short skirts and revealing blouses.

"What Will's going appreciate them too you know."

"You will be one hot mama." Penelope teased.

"Well I hope so. I would hate to think I lost it just because I have a beautiful baby boy now."

"Won't those items be a bit revealing?" Spenser asked.

"I think that's the point." Morgan said.

"You are clubbing Spencer. Penelope take that purple top." Emily said. "Its cut should look fantastic on you. Don't worry boys you are next."

"That's what I am afraid of." Spencer said. He looked at Morgan who was amused until he recalled he got to play dress up doll for the women of his team. Rossi and Hotch and Gideon so owed him for this operation he just hoped no one would think to take pictures. He knew his sisters would pay good money for such black mail materials on him.

TBC….

16. Part 19

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned. It has been spell and grammar checked but not betaed so read at your own risk. I am by no means a pro at writing so this is reader's choice

Dark Protector

Part 19

The hot shower had done wonders. Buffy felt like a new person. She dried off and pulled on the clothing Spike had for her. 'Of course she had to go commando but it was clean so she decided she did not really care. She tossed her dirty things back into the tub and began to wash them.'

"Sorry I don't have a machine just yet luv. I managed to fix up the hook ups but the machine was low on my priority list. I don't need to do much laundry and they were expensive."

"Hey no worries Spike you just moved in. If you need laundry done bring it to the house the machines in the basement so you should be safe even during the day, though you might get stuck there if you stay when the suns up. Of course I could rig up a bed down there. There that old pull out down there. How do demons do laundry?" She said suddenly changing the subject. It was clear she had not really thought about that before.

"Willie's cousin Wally runs an all night laundry mat on 10th. It is considered neutral territory and he spelled it to be safe. Even humans would be safe enough inside. Though once they left they would be fair game. You should tell the kiddies, if they ever have to make a run for it that's a good place to go as there are no churches in the area. Next best thing really to holy ground, of course they might see some really scary stuff."

Buffy raised a brow.

"Seriously, I saw a farl demon strip one time not something one wants to see."

Buffy laughed at that. 'Of course Spike had a point it would be hideous.'

"Poor baby, don't worry about it. This stuff will dry soon enough. Besides I am really just rinsing off the slime and mess. Of course I'll need to clean the tub after." She frowned at that.

"No worries I have cleaners. Just hang the stuff. I'll get it while you make a snack."

"You are not going to eat with me?" She asked. She sounded disappointed and a little sad.

"Buffy, I ….I need blood luv. I do like a snack now and again but I really need to feed. If I eat anything else before I will be sick. I am a vampire after all and I've not feed in a while."

Buffy suddenly looked concerned. She rose and moved to check Spike out. Her hand touched his brow. "Are you sick? Do you need Blood? I can go find some for you. The doctor at the clinic owes me a favor or two so maybe I could get some blood for you."

Spike was deeply touched. 'He knew Buffy hated him feeding on human blood but she was offering to get him some.'

"Or I could donate."

He pulled her close. "I have some otter in the fridge. It will be good once I heat it up. I got a microwave. There soup there too."

Buffy sighed as Spike held her. 'She felt safe and cared for. He had not even minded she slimed up his shower and tub.' "Ok I'll go make it. So 98.7 for the blood or do you want it cooler?"

"Anywhere between 96 and 100 fine of course I'll need to let it cool if it's too hot."

Buffy hoped she got it right the first time. 'The smell of blood was not something she liked. However Spike had to eat too.'

She headed to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

'Spike had told the truth there were bags of blood in there all labeled. She was impressed when she noted not one was human. She pulled it out then searched for a mug. She poured some blood into it and then set it in the microwave. The remaining blood went back into the refrigerator waste not want not. A few minutes rummaging let her find some cans of soup.'

Buffy grinned as she pulled one out. 'It was tomato and she decided to have that. She could perhaps pretend they were both eating the same thing. Or better yet.'

She heated the soup in a large bowl then pulled two smaller ones out. She poured soup into both then added the otter to one bowl. That one she set out for Spike.

She then set the second down for herself. Crackers joined the soup/blood and she pulled out a beer for Spike and a coke for herself.

"Spike dinner's ready."

Spike came out wiping his hands on a towel. It was clear he had cleaned the tub and shower. "Mmm tomato soup and blood?" He looked confused.

"Well you told me otter was kind of bland so I mixed it with the soup. I added some of that Reoldand's hot sauce to yours too."

"You know that sounds good. I can hardly wait to try it." Spike said. He suddenly felt really good. 'Buffy had cared enough to try to make his meal enticing. He kissed her cheek and took a seat. It felt so right to him. While this was not a real date it was still a good thing. A positive step in their relationship he thought. It made this old place seem like a home to him.'

Buffy was smiling and he felt like a man rather than a vampire as the sun shone through. 'The glass was worth every penny to see Buffy sitting at his table with the sun shining through to show off her beauty. Yes definitely worth it. '

Aaron Hotchner looked through the various police reports Garcia had found. 'The killings went back decades. Garcia was right the killings had slowed and decreased when Buffy and her friends entered high school.
The only major jump was graduation and that was a gas main explosion. Or so the report said. He was not so certain.'

He wished the new high school had not been rebuilt so quickly and over the old one. 'That just smelled of cover up. He looked up and noted David Rossi was making as many notes as he was. The only one missing was Jason Gideon. Gideon was out searching for proof that the call her was fabricated. He had a feeling someone wanted the FBI here. Aaron was not sure why Gideon thought that but it had to do with the Shelia Rosenberg. He had found some inconsistency in her profiles and reports and he wanted to see if the Doctor was covering for her daughter and their friends.'

Since Aaron believed Buffy Summers was involved in some way with the killings he agreed to let his friend head out and search.

'Jason had way with people most soon forgot he was a federal agent and opened up to him. So letting him seek answers to that question was worthwhile. It also meant that Clarice would be following him. It was clear their new boss was conflicted. Family tended to do that. Aaron understood that better than most. So he was not going to report his boss just yet. Clarice Starling was a legend in the FBI and she had helped create the BAU and he would not do anything to harm her reputation needlessly nor would he risk her daughter until he was certain and had proof the young woman was acting as a vigilante. Jason and David both agreed with his profile. While Morgan and Spencer were on the fence about the so called Scoobies involvement J.J. saw them as a watch group. A group of concerned young people who banded together to protect each other and their friends, it was why she had convinced them to go clubbing and act as bait and to perhaps observe the gang in a way that would not put their guard up. Garcia of course saw them as protectors and guardians. Hotchner just hoped this plan did not blow up in their faces.'

They headed out to the Bronze. What a strange name for a club. However it was the main hot spot for teens and college kids so it was where they had to go. Spencer felt awkward in the clothing J.J. and Garcia had picked out for him. Never in his life had he dressed like this. He looked down and felt almost naked. At least they had let him keep his boxers. Then again a man had to draw the line someplace.

If Spencer was feeling Awkward Morgan was actually far more comfortable then he thought he would be.

'He was wearing dark black jeans and a sports coat with a dark almost black silk shirt and the tie was teal. It was actually not too bad. He was also wearing glasses which was strange and a fedora. He grinned as he looked over at Spencer. Garcia had dressed their boy geek as a goth. He was in all black including his finger nails and his hair was spiked. He looked about 16. Then again Reid really did not look his age even when he dressed like an old man. Garcia had dressed down as well. She too was dressed like a Goth and looked so different that Morgan had to do a double take.'

"Baby girl what did you do? You look …..Different!"

Penelope Garcia laughed as she spun around to show off her outfit. She had bought several but since she was going undercover she wanted to look so different that no one would recognize her. Well no one now that is. Abbey would but her friend was back in Washington D.C. Besides it felt good to step back into her past if only for a little while.

"I had to get into the part."

"Why did you dress Goth?" Emily asked.

"Well it's always in and it's a way to blend. Looking older our younger is easier to hide when you are a Goth makeup covers a lot. Plus if we frown or look worried no one will think twice about it. Then there the fact that wearing gloves is part of the get up so if we pick something up we won't contaminate a scene."

"That is very clever." Emily said. She looked over at J.J. who was dressed as a preppy. She went for the high end fashion doll. She looked about 16 and if their guesses were right she and the others would be a perfect bit of bait. Emily was worried but knew her friends were still agents and highly trained even if they looked young now.

Willow headed for the Bronze she was meeting Xander and Anya there for a drink. 'It had been a long hard week. She hoped they had some news. Anya had been trying to get information from some of her contacts. With luck they have leads on the First and find a way to end the threat and maybe send the potentials home. Buffy was running ragged to protect them and to provide for them and something had to give soon. Not to mention Joyce was soon coming home and they wanted a safe place for her as she was the mother they all wished they had.'

' The idea of the various younger FBI agents heading out to the clubs was not one that seemed overly wise to Clarice but their being in a crowded club together was likely going to be safe enough. So she had not really protested the idea all that much. It was also a chance for the younger members to bond and relax. That was something Clarice knew they all needed badly. This team was very close almost family given the things they had been through over the years but rarely did they take time to relax. They had all the bonding experiences of pain and danger but few with laughter and joy. So this night of being semi off was a good thing. Erin Straus had warned her to watch and make sure the team was given a chance to unwind. She had an almost vision of what was going to happen. Perhaps she had known on some level that if she was not there this director ship was for Clarice. In any case given how fond Erin had been of this team Clarice was determined to look out for them as best as she could. She knew that the BAU team had no idea how much they had meant to their former boss but she would honor her request to keep them safe. David especially was going to be protected. Clarice had no doubt that had things been different the two would have ended up as a far more permanent pairing. She would protect her friends chosen mate even as she had helped keep Clarice's safe. It was the least she could do. However Rossi, Hochtner were all snug and secure reviewing files. So she watch out for Jason and the kiddies. '

Clarice followed Gideon to the morgue and waited until he charmed more details from the on duty doctor. The man was a young coroner and eager to spill information to the far more experienced officer of the law. 'That did not make Clarice happy but at least he was not one of the biased people. For once she was grateful as a demon had finally gotten the former coroner who had been under the mayor. He simply stated facts without the bias the former had been paid to push. Jason however did not look convinced he was rather thoughtful when he left and took a cab back to the others. However Clarice was simply grateful he was heading in before dark.'

She slipped away to find her love.

Hannibal and Dexter stopped by the flower shop they picked up a dozen flowers each for Joyce Summers. They then headed for the hospital. They wanted to check on her and make sure she was safe. It turned out that was a wise decision as they entered the hospital they spotted two men heading for her room. Neither looked friendly and they were clearly not here to wish her well. Dexter read their lips and quickly warned his friend that these men were part of a wet works kill team clearly sent by the Council to eliminate one of the few adults who backed Buffy.
"They are here to kill Joyce Summers." He said.

"Well we should ensure that does not happen. Elaina does not need to lose her mother to those mad men."

"I know Hans, so the question is do we kill them here or take them someplace to play?"

Hans/Hannibal thought about it as they took the stairs wanting to beat the men to Joyce's room.

"We need information. I say we take them out of here. I am also rather certain killing them in front of Joyce would not make the right impression."

"Good, I have wanted to take time to express my displeasure at those idiots hurting Elaina. I mean I know I've not been around much none of us have been but she is still by goddaughter and I still care." Dexter said. "No one gets to hurt her when I am around."

"Indeed, I agree. However we do need to get an idea of numbers and it would be far easier for them to tell us where their associates are than to search the whole town." Hans agreed.

"Plus you want to talk to them as much as I do." Dexter said with a grin.
"Of course, one should always make ones feelings and objections known personally."

Dexter's smile would have made even Angelus in fear.

Hannibal however merely smacked his friend on the back as they took position outside the elevators to intercept the wet works team. As if two men would ever be enough to kill Joyce. Hannibal under other circumstances might have been content to watch her end these fools but she so did not need the stress. He spotted a medical cabinet and wandered over.

With a grin he quickly picked the lock. Two syringes and a vial later he was ready to take down the teams. He relocked the cabinet grabbed the sign out sheet and scribbled an order onto it and then went to Dexter. He handed him a syringe and they waited. No point in make a lot of noise Joyce needed her rest. Once the men were sleeping they could drop off the flowers then head out.

TBC….

17. Part 20 Covered

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

03.18.2016

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned. It has been spell and grammar checked but not betaed so read at your own risk. I am by no means a pro at writing so this is reader's choice

Dark Protector

Part 20

Dexter stuffed the two Council hit men into a laundry bin then walked over to a laundry chute. He grinned wickedly and looked at his partner who nodded.

The chute was opened and the men dumped down it. They fell silently down the chute.

Dexter wondered if there might be a full bin on the bottom to break their fall?

Oh well they could check later. If there was they would have people to discuss Elaina's situation with. If not well then they be dead and no longer an issue. He closed the chute and followed Hans into Joyce Summers room.

Joyce heard the door open. Seeing who it was she relaxed. Hannibal brow rose at this.
"Hello Doctor. It is good to see you once more."

"I am glad to be here Mrs. Summers. I do hope you are well?"

"Yes, as well as can be expected I suppose."
He nodded at that and was more determined than before to save her. While Buffy might not approve he was not going to let his daughter lose her adoptive mother. He went to her side and kissed her hand.

"Careful Doctor or your lady may want to kill me."

He laughed at that. "Clarice knows her place Mrs. Summers and she knows she owns my heart and soul."

"That is as it should be." Joyce said with a grin.

Joyce knew he was one of the most dangerous men on the planet but he had never been anything but charming and kind to her. So she saw no point in making him an enemy. Not to mention he and Clarice had given her the most wonderful gift even if it had not been by choice. So she honor him and trust he would not harm her if only for Buffy's sake.

Joyce however knew if she hurt her daughter again then all bets were off. Fortunately she had already confessed her sins and been chastised for it. They were all now firm allies in keeping Buffy, Dawn and Faith safe.

"This is Dexter he is Elaina's god father."

"Please to meet you Mrs. Summers." Dexter said.

"It's Joyce please. "She said to both men. "We are family after all."

The men smiled at that.

Spike and Buffy cleaned up the dishes standing side by side. It was very domestic and peaceful. He was content.

Buffy put the towel down and turned to Spike. Without warning she kissed him on the lips.

He pulled her close almost dropping the bowl he was putting away. He did manage to set it on the counter.

He kissed her back and then picked her up and carried her to his room. They had time and he wanted her. She pushed at his shirt pulling it off him and kissing his neck. "I want you Spike."

He kissed her hard talking was not what either of them wanted. He carried her to his bed and laid her down. Stepping back he pulled off his clothing.

Buffy smiled at him then pulled her own shirt off and the sweats. She laid back opening her legs for him and offering him her hand. Spike took it then joined her on the bed. He did not bother with foreplay as Buffy was clearly ready for him.

With one swift movement he joined their bodies and she cried out in bliss. "God Spike I need you so."

He smiled against her neck and kissed her. He was so happy his heart felt as if it was beating once more. He kissed her and began to love her. If she wanted him in his house in his bed he would give her all she wanted or needed. God he loved her.

Buffy kissed his neck and without thinking bite down hard. Spike cried out and lost it. His face shifted and even as he tried to resist she pushed it to her neck.

"Drink Spike I can feel you are still weak."

He growled at that and then moved to show her he was not weak his demon roared and he stopped resisting taking a deep drag of her blood. Even as he drank his demon screamed with joy. Power flooded him. He broke off not willing to risk draining his love.

However even as he did so he felt something shift. This was different. However before he could puzzle it out Buff pulled him back to her.

Whatever the feeling was it paled in comparison to his being with her. He decided he'd think about that later now he just wanted to love his girl.

The council men awoke in the laundry chute. Both men stumbled out. They had no idea how they ended up in the laundry room.

Just then a maid came in and saw them. She began to scream at the top of her lungs.

As a long time resident of Sunnydale and a person who seen more than one body she was not going to wait for explanations. Security guards came running in and quickly captured the men who were still groggy from being drugged.

Unlike the police they took no chances and tasered the council members. The last thing they needed was to have to explain why one of the hospital employees got eaten. The two men were hauled off and taken to the jail. The police and the FBI would be having words with them as both men were armed and carrying odd shaped knives and pictures of Joyce, Dawn and Buffy.

Clarice looked down at her phone and sighed. It seemed Hans and Dexter had started to play with the Council wet work teams.

On the plus side they could perhaps be blamed for some of the killings. She headed back to meet with the BAU senior team members. Clarice hoped the younger members stayed safe.

Then again Buffy and her friends were likely to show up at the Bronze so the BAU team should be safe.

Robin Woods headed to his home. He was very angry at Giles for not backing him in regards to Spike. He was not about to admit that Buffy was on edge and was leaning on the vampire.

He had liked the blonde Slayer and he had hoped that perhaps they could become better acquainted but it was more than clear she had eyes only for the bleach blonde menace.

What was it with her and vampires? What part of slayer did she not get? He was beginning to think she had come back wrong.

Then again she had slept with Angelus. Perhaps it was time to end Buffy and perhaps get a new slayer? One who might do their damned job? He disregarded Faith as she was clearly on the Buffy side. Too bad she was hot to; he would not have minded tapping that fine ass.

However she was clearly in Buffy's corner. Maybe he should drop a dime to the cops. Get her out of the way. It was something to think about. Besides the girl killed humans she was a danger to them all.

Faith patrolled the area around the hospital to protect Joyce. She was glad it had been a clam day however the sun was setting and soon the fuglies would be out. The hair on the back of her neck rose.

She heard sirens and slipped into the alley to watch. The cops were hauling two suits out. Faith glared as she heard them protesting and saying they had immunity.

There was no missing that refined speech pattern and stupid dress sense.

The Council had sent a wet works team after Joyce. She slipped away to find Giles and inform Buffy this was so not cool. They had to know what was happening and had to find a way to keep Joyce safe.

She was almost tempted to get arrested so she could snap their damned necks.

However she decided that Buffy and Giles needed to know what was going on first. She could keep that as a backup plan.

Faith ran toward a hidden sewer entrance it be safer using that then the streets as the cops were suddenly all over the place.

Giles tossed his book down with annoyance. He had very little to explain the First. It was frustrating to the extreme. He was also worried that Robin would do something to anger Buffy.

While he understood the Slayer's son's anger Buffy did have a point. Spike with a Soul was not the one who had killed Nikki and a slayer was always going to die probably at the hands of a vampire.

Master of Fledgling dead was dead. At least Spike had tried to fight fair. While he still despised vampires even Giles could admit that Spike had a code of sorts.

He was in many ways far more honest then the watchers. His own mistakes with Buffy reminding him that watchers to tried to kill their slayers.

He sighed and wondered if Robin would be as angry if Nikki had fallen to Bernard and the Councils test? He leaned back and began to write a letter. Perhaps one of his old friends could help?

Aaron Hotchner could not believe the police had caught two men carrying knives in a hospital. It might well be a lead. He rose and pulled on his coat. He watched as David Rossi straightened his tie then Rossi quickly texted Jason so he could return and help with the suspects.

Aaron texted the rest of the team but told the younger members to proceed with their plans. They had this covered.

TBC….

18. Part 21 Private Enterprise

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned. It has been spell and grammar checked but not betaed so read at your own risk. I am by no means a pro at writing so this is reader's choice

Dark Protector

Part 21

Aaron Hotchner was rather surprised at the suspects as he looked at them neither looked like typical gang members.

'The two men were in the same holding cell which was rather foolish and he would change that immediately. Sunnydale Police department was not so small to require they be housed together. It was a rather glaring mistake.'

'Then again he had not been overly impressed so far with the department. He had Garcia searching for more information on the town and it's past. However his analyst was out with the group searching for more information in a more hands on way. However he had every confidence that her programs would dig up information they would need to clean up this town's law enforcement.'

Hotch had the men separated and put into separate interrogation rooms. He wanted them to sweat a bit. He and David Rossi examined the blades that had been found.

'They were clearly very old and stylized. They looked almost ritualistic and were clearly very expensive. The handles on the blades were ornate and gems were imbedded into them.'

As he looked at them through the evidence bag he noted that the blades themselves seemed to be made up of multiple metals. He wondered why and what purpose they served? 'Perhaps the profile had been wrong and this was more of a cult like killing disguised at Serial killings?'

Gary Beals was not happy at all. 'He had not thought that this could happen. He and Jonas Philips were professionals. They were not just watchers they were both former SBS and to be taken like that was embarrassing to the extreme. His head ached and he had a very dry mouth. That was evidence he had been drugged. The question was how? If they had been taken out by the slayer that would at least be semi acceptable because Summers or even Lehane were formidable. However this was not such an attack. Clearly someone had drugged them both and then carelessly tossed them down that chute. He shuttered when he realized they could have been killed had the basket below not been filled with laundry. Not that that was any real comfort as he stank from being tossed in. He just hoped either he or his partner had been exposed to any diseases. Of course the Americans would not be civilized and allow them to shower and clean up. Barbarians, this mission had gone badly from the first.' He knew they should have come at night.

Jonas Philips thoughts were running parallel with his partner.
'However he knew that this was going to be complicated. While they both did technically have diplomatic immunity the weapons they carried was sure to complicate things. His mind raced to find a way out.' A smiled formed. 'The Slayers mother was an art dealer and an expert on all types of antiquities. Perhaps that would be their salvation. He just wished he could talk to Beals and let him in on his plan. Idiots, why did they have to be separated? He just hoped his partner kept quiet he could still work this.'

Rossi watched Aaron. 'It was clear this case was getting to him. He just hoped it did not cause them issues. It was all too close to home for his friend. The last few months no the last year or so had been hell. It had him seriously considering retiring again. However he was not about to leave the team alone they needed his wisdom and his fortitude to trudge on. It might seem he was being an arrogant ass but he knew them all well. They were a family and they had been hurt. Losses had mounted and if they separated he could seem them all shattering. Together they were strong and he was sadly a rock they leaned on.'

He sipped his coffee. 'In time Aaron would heal and Morgan would be strong enough to step up but not just yet. So he would stay and help guide them. With Clarice joining them they would have a strong female lead once more. While many had disliked their former director she had been powerful and a force to push them to do better. Clarice was very similar and she would settle for nothing less than the best.' He had to stay if only to help his old friend see how good the team truly was.

Clarice Starling walked into the SPD.

'She could barely believe two of the Council's hit men had been caught. It was amazing to her. She had fully expected to find bodied that were mutilated either by her beloved and Dexter or by the local wild life. She was rather certain that Buffy might well let them be eaten. They had after all done her few if any favors and a hit team well they were not exactly watchers. Of course that was assuming she did not end them or Faith. Unlike Joyce Clarice was rather certain that Buffy would take after her father if those she loved were in danger.' She heartily approved. 'Well time to go see what the idiots remember. It really would not due for them to have recognized her beloved or her daughter's godfather.'

"So we have some suspects?" The FBI's most famous profiler asked.

"Yes, the SPD got a call from Sunnydale Memorial. It seems these two men were in the laundry room. Perhaps they thought to sneak in through the back way. However a Maid/cleaning lady saw them and given the death rate in this town began to scream her head off. She managed to get the Security guards in time to catch them. The guards seem to think they may have been trying to climb up the laundry chutes and fell down. Now that seems a little unusual but they do have contusions that fit that hypothesis. The SPD seems to think it is some kind of prank. However I tend to be more inclined to agree with the security guards. At least in the fact that these men were up to no good and planned to murder Joyce Summers and her daughters they had pictures of all three women on them." Rossi said.

It was clear he thought the security guards were far more on the ball then the cops. Hotch frowned at that. 'They had to work with the locals competent or not.'

"Have the men been identified or questioned yet?" Clarice asked. "We need a starting point of some sort."

"Yes, they are both also claiming diplomatic immunity. We are checking with the state department about that now." SSI Hotchner said clearly not happy with the idea that the suspects might slip away. His gut screamed they were not just lost tourists as Beals claimed.

"Agent Hotchner I would like you and agent Rossi to check out their story. Find out what you can about these men. I am going in to question them. I want information as quickly as possible. Use any resources you have to, to find out if these bastards are lying or if we may have some complications. I don't want them slipping the noose because of diplomatic bullshit."

"Ma'am is that a good idea? This is clearly going to be a conflict of interest." Hotchner said.

Clarice gave him a hard look and Rossi thought 'oh boy did you just step in it.'

"Agent Hotchner I am fully capable of compartmentalizing. I have been doing so for many years. Is this case personal? Yes it is. I would be lying if I said it was not. Does that make a bit of difference in how it will be resolved? Not in the least." The last was a lie as she fully planned on killing the agents herself if the need arose but her agents did not need to know that. "Now please get the information I have requested or I will send you back to Washington."

Aaron Hotchner gave her a hard look then looked at Rossi who shook his head. He sighed and said. "I will see what I can find out. I will have to call Emily perhaps she will have contacts that can confirm or deny this supposed immunity without raising red flags. Her mother is as you know an Ambassador and has many contacts."

"That might solve some issues at least short term. In any case I dare say we have some time. Neither man has asked for a phone call just yet have they?"

"No Ma'am."

"Good perhaps we can use their ignorance. I am of course going to assume the SPD Mirandized them."

Rossi and Hotchner froze.

"That could backfire." Rossi said.

"They did the arrest Agent Rossi it was their duty to inform our suspects of their rights. It is hardly our fault if the local Police can barely walk and chew gum at the same time."

Rossi grinned and knew now why Erin had liked Clarice. He nodded. His boss however looked concerned but wisely said nothing and went to check in with Emily. Perhaps she could help even faster in this case then even Garcia.

Spike and Buffy rose and cleaned up again. Both were refreshed far more by the loving then by the food they had eaten. It was as if they had finally found that missing piece.

Buffy looked at Spike in the sunlight and knew he was the one. Riley was right. She did turn to Spike and she did need him. Yes he had a bit of monster in him but, if she was totally and completely honest with herself which she had been of late she was too. Buffy had once more found joy in slaying. There was joy in hunting and killing the evil undead and other monsters that preyed on humanity. The fight turned her on and the kill, that was almost cathartic.
She dressed quickly and gave Spike a quick peck on the lips.

"Come on we have to go meet Faith and Giles."

"I know luv. This was …..amazing."

"Yeah we are good together. Who knew Riley was right."

Spike gave her a dark look then grinned. He supposed captain cardboard might be right once and a while.

Buffy pulled her phone out as it rang. She looked at the message and frowned. "Come on Spike we got a problem."

Spike pulled on his t-shirt then his duster and hood. "Let's go then."

The two headed for the sewers to head in to the library. Something was up because Giles rarely used texting to send a message so it had to be bad.

Travers leaned back and sipped his tea. 'He had high hopes that he would soon be getting at least one new slayer. The teams he sent were highly skilled and they were not even remotely connected to him. He so loved private enterprise.'

TBC….

19. Part 22 Mistaken identity and connecting

Disclaimer: BTVS, Silence of the Lambs and Dexter all belong to their wonderful creators. I am just borrowing them for a bit to indulge my muse. I will give them back unharmed someday soon.

A/N: Spell and grammar checked but that is it. Mistakes are my own. Read at your own risk.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

A/N: This will have dark themes be warned. It has been spell and grammar checked but not betaed so read at your own risk. I am by no means a pro at writing so this is reader's choice

Dark Protector

Part 22

Faith ran all the way to the high school library. She was glad that Giles had gotten his old job back. It made things feel so much more normal. Not that she had ever attended Sunnydale High but she had spent a lot of time her for all of not being a student. She slipped inside the building and headed to find him.

This was not good at all. A part of her wished she had followed the team but they did not appear to be heading toward any place Buffy or her family would be. She had promised herself she would stand with Buffy and protect her this time. That meant doing her best to be a team player.

It was hard and she had a great deal of sins to make up for but she was trying. Buffy seemed to get that and was working as hard as she was to repair their damaged friendship. Some long hard frank talks had gone a long way to dealing with their issues. That being said it was an ongoing process one based on baby steps and Faith doing all she could do to be reliable and honest. This threat had to be dealt with but she was not going to act rashly. That meant talking to Buffy and the watcher. Faith was still pissed at Giles for the way he had treated Buffy. She looked at him as a father figure and he betrayed her. That was not acceptable to Faith. Hell even the mayor had never done that to Faith. However right now she needed his calm head to find a way to deal with this.

Clarice entered the interrogation room. She was carrying a file. It did not contain FBI information rather information on the Watcher's Council. She would if the need arose give copies to her team but for the moment she wanted to keep this between her and Philips.

"Mr. Philips don't bother rising." She said. "While I suppose you were raised to be a gentlemen I would take such an action as a threat and put you down hard. While that action would prove enjoyable it would be counterproductive at this time so stay seated."

He quirked a brow at that," Americans are you all so charmingly blunt?"

He shivered as the woman gaze locked on him.

"My name is Senior Special Agent Clarice B. Starling of the FBI. I am the one in charge of the ( B.A.U.) or to be more formal the Behavioral Analysis Unit. We are called in when the local police are in need of specialists. Our specialty is tracking down and capturing Serial killers. Sunnydale seems to have a great deal of those."
Jonas snorted at that. He supposed one could call vampires and demons serial killers, however he was more inclined to call them what they really were. Predators who all saw humans as their all you can eat buffet. "I see what does that have to do with me and my partner?"

Clarice gave him a hard look. She was determined to make his life uncomfortable and probably short. "Your boyfriend was found carrying a knife exactly like the one you had. It appears to be a stylized blade. While archeology is not my field of expertise I have seen blades like that before. They were all used in rituals to sacrifice something or someone. That tends to lead me to considering if perhaps you were going to attempt such a ritual on the people who photographs you both had on you."

Jonas smiled and tried to be as charming as he could be. "Agent Starling you are very correct."

This statement startled her. Clarice gave him a very hard look.

"Those daggers were once used in ancient rites. However now they are merely a curiosity and collectors item if you will. They are very valuable and that is why both my partner, my business partner and I carried one each. It was far easier to conceal them on our persons then to carry a case around with them inside. We had heard that this town has a rather bad gang problem and had no desire to become targets by carrying a sealed case. We were in fact here on a working vacation. That is to say we hoped to catch some sights and beach time after we carried out our commission. We were told that there was an expert on medieval weapons here in Sunnydale and that she was currently at the hospital." He paused. "I suppose in hindsight carrying such items on our persons was foolish."

Clarice gave him a hard look. If she did not know what he was she might have believed him. "Go on, please tell me why you were carrying those weapons and why you were heading inside through the service entrance?"

"Well, it was getting dark and I am afraid," He tried to look sheepish. "I heard a noise and got spooked. Gary and I ran into the first entrance we could find and hid."

"That sounds a bit unbelievable. Did you not consider that they were weapons?"

"Well it's true. If my employers are correct these daggers may be worth thousands of pounds. Gary and I did not wish to risk losing them to some gang member. The rest was merely a misunderstanding. We honestly did not think of them as dangerous just as artifacts of great value."

"That sounds a bit out of left field. Though it may be plausible . Then again it does not explain why you two went to the hospital. "

"The expert we heard about is staying there. We had hoped to get her to look at the daggers for us and perhaps make an appointment for verification and authentication. Again we were so eager that we did not really think things through. I am new to the business and I acted impulsively. I just wanted to get credit for having them authenticated."

Clarice nodded. "I see, why then did you have three pictures in your possession. In fact would it not have been wiser to have picturs of the dagger rather then of the Summers family?"

Jonas cursed inwardly. "Well the website I looked up said Mrs. Summers had two daughters. I thought if I ran into one of them it would be polite to recognize them." He tried to look sheepish.

Clarice opened the file. "I see, so it would have nothing to do with your being a former SBA team leader? I've been in touch with Interpol. It seems that in several cities there have been killings of multiple young women while you were there. Then once you and your "partner" leave the deaths seem to end. Would you care to explain that?"

Jonas swallowed hard. "I am sure it is simply happenstance."

"Is it? We shall see. I strongly suggest you consider your options with care Mr. Philips. We do not like serial killers in this country and California has the death as the punishment for such creatures. "

"I am merely a new antiquities dealer." He replied. "I work as an agent for her majesty to acquire and return rare artifacts to my nation."

"We shall see Mr. Philips. I suggest you think long and hard about your chosen profession. It can be quite dangerous to "hunt" rare items. You will find that some such things are far more protected then one might believe. Some are considered treasures of great value if not priceless and rare. The guardians of such items take it personally when someone seeks to acquire them or do them harm."
He glared at her.

"I take it you are involved in the protection Agent Starling and that such rare and unique items are valued by you and your associates and are under your agencies protection?" If the American FBI was watching the Summers family this hit might get complicated well even more so then it currently was. It might even make the job impossible which was not good for he or Gary's longevity.

Clarice's smile gave him the chills. He had seen friendlier vampires. "My associates duty and job is to protect all Americans and the nation as a whole. My interest however is entirely personal. You see Mrs. Summer adopted my daughters when I was not in a position to care for them. So she, Buffy and Dawn are my family. I take attacks on them very personal and so will Buffy's father and Godfather. Hans Merrick is not an officer of the law and he tends to be far more hands on then I am allowed to be. Her godfather Dexter, well he is a forensic specialist as well as a very gifted police officer. He tends to seek justice no matter what."

"I see, Hans Merrick, is he any relation to John Merrick?"

"I believe they were cousins, I do not think John would approve of your employers actions in regards to obtaining rare items. He did after all die to keep this one safe."

"Yes, he did, more the fool him. " Jonas said. "Somethings can not be saved."

That got him a dark look. "I would consider confessing Mr. Philips. While our prisons are not luxurious it does beat the alternative."

"What alternative is that?" He said flippantly.

"Why failing the Watchers or perhaps having this conversation with Hans and Dexter. I promise you it would not be nearly as civilized."

"Is that a threat? I know this is being recorded so I say I am safe enough. You Americans record everything now days. Something about police brutality?"

"Is it, I fear the equipment is malfunctioning, sadly the Hell Mouth does occasionally tend to mess up electronics. Then you know that don't you. I am sure my tech will be annoyed but she will fix it. I do after all have my notes so no one will worry too much. Just think Mr. Philips and perhaps you will live to see freedom again one day."

Jonas shivered not that was definitely a threat.

Clarice rose and looked him in the eyes one last time. "Travers and company have denied your immunity; I do not think you owe them any favors. He and my husband and Elaina's godfather will be having a discussion one day soon. I will of course take any assistance you or Mr. Beal give me into consideration at that time. Do you prove helpful I am rather certain I can convince my associates that this was all a gross misunderstanding by an over eager young man. However do you and Mr. Beals choose to be obstructive, well I have no problem seeing the law carried out."

"I will consider your words Agent Starling but I can only speak for myself. Perhaps if I could discuss it with Mr. Beals as this seems to be a package deal."

"Whoever helps us first gets the best deal. However I do think that you might one day prove useful so you will be given this one chance. I will present the same deal to your partner. I will ask him to say yes or no. I suppose you have a code for this type of thing?"

"Yes, tell him its code purple. I'll take your deal."

"As you wish, good day and perhaps you will be fortunate and he will too."

"Yes one could hope." He said as he prayed his lover would go along. Clarice did not insult him but he did wonder how she had guessed.

Clarice left the interaction room and headed to speak to Gary Beals. He had cursed her but upon hearing the coded word sighed and said.

"I'll help you and the response is code green." Clarice nodded and went back to Jonas who sighed with relief.

"There are three teams in Sunnydale if you count us. Four if you consider Travers and his protective detail. We work as a pair the others are four or six man teams. I am not sure who else came with Travers. He liked to keep things close to his chest. It also keeps us from telling too much if we are caught. The bastard will have rented or bought a house. I tend to think it will be the later as it would be a real home then. One must never forget the vampires."

"Of course, that makes sense. Did he purchase cars?"

"No we rented one. He may have one under a false name the same for the house. Travers may not like computers but he is no fool. He knows the Summers Slayer witch will be looking for them so it will be under a false name to keep them out of the loop. He is really pissed she survived. The bounty on the family was six million pounds."

Clarice brow rose at that. Philips had said it was less. Then again he might be have thought telling the truth would get him killed.

"We will find them sit tight."

Beals rolled his eyes as if they had a choice. He just hoped they survived this. He was definitely going to suggest retiring to a beach someplace if they got out of this. Brazil sounded lovely about now.

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Penelope Garcia was having a lot of fun. She loved the people at the BAU as family. However all too often they were so caught up in work that none of them had real lives. Ok to be fair Aaron had his son Jack and J.J had Henry and Will but the rest of them tended to live for work. She had hoped that David Rossi would get his own happily ever after but director Straus had been killed. She was deeply saddened by that. The lady had been mellowing as time went on. She sighed sipped her Virgin Mary and watched as Derek danced with Emily.

It was rather amazing to see. He was so graceful. She sighed. She loved the man but despite her flirting he was firmly in the brother category. She wished for a moment that Kevin was there. Suddenly she spotted him and he was dancing with another woman a blonde. Rage filled here. She did not stop to think but got up and stormed over. She pulled him out of the blonde bimbo's arms and slapped him hard across the face. How dare he sneak into town and then go dancing with another girl.

Xander stumbled back. He had been dancing with Anya and had high hopes that things were finally mellowing out. However he had never expected to be pulled from her arms and slapped so hard.

"Ouch what, lady what your damage, let me go." He said channeling the former queen C.

Anya saw it and stepped back. She wondered why this blonde had pulled Xander from her arms.

"Kevin how dare you. How dare you sneak into town then go dancing with some other girl." Penelope hands were on her hips and she radiated rage.

Xander was struck silent. "Kevin, who the hell is that?"

"Xander what is going on? I thought all the crazy's were cured?" Anya said.

"I've no clue." He replied.

Upon hearing his voice Garcia froze. She then noted that this guy was years younger than her lover. He looked very similar but was clearly better build and now that she was facing him noted he was taller too. 'Oh shit what have I done?'
The team came running to her side. The whole club had just stopped at this scene.
Morgan looked on in shock. Garcia was not one for violence. However when he spotted Kevin he had some idea of what had happened. He hoped his girl would keep cool.

"Why did you hit Xander a red headed woman said as she walked over to them. Morgan wanted to curse he recognized the woman. She was Willow Rosenberg one of the people they were supposed to be looking for. Xander that had to be Alexander Harris of course it would be. It was just their luck. He was the one person in Buffy Summers group that had no photo on file. He knew Garcia had even check the DMV but the day she sent inquiries it had been down. Some hackers had taken a shot at it and the system had been shut down as a precaution.

"Oh I am so sorry, I am such an idiot."

Anya brow rose at that. She recognized the look on the woman's face earlier and wondered if perhaps Xander had moved on or at least found an organism buddy.
"I oh boy I , I thought you were my boyfriend Kevin. I am so sorry Mr…."

"Harris Alexander, Harris." Xander said finding it hilarious now that he knew why he got slapped. He wondered if Anya find it funny too?

"I thought you were Kevin and that he flew in to surprise me then…well I messed up I'm so sorry."

"Yeah, I guess we must look alike then?" Xander said. "I guess I can understand it." He said remembering the time when he had been two people.

"Are you ok Penny?" J.J. asked.

"Yeah, I mean I made a bad mistake. I just hope Mr. Harris doesn't call the cops on me."

"Naw, I get it. You saw a beautiful woman stealing you man and got pissed."

Anya preened at that. "I'd have kicked him in the balls myself." Anya said. She was smiling. She decided she liked this woman. She went straight for vengeance.
"I am so embarrassed." Penelope said.

"Hey no harm no foul, mistakes happen. Hey Jordy start jamming again man. This is just a mistake. No harm no foul."

The band leader grinned and began to play once more. Soon the club began to dance and Xander led Penny and her group to the side by their tables.
"Hey don't frown, it's no biggie really."

"I feel so foolish."

"Hey you love your guy no harm in that. I just hope you tell him well not about hitting me but that you like him; communications important." Xander said as he looked at Anya.

"Yeah, maybe I do, oh I'm Penny and this is J.J and Derek and Spencer. I guess maybe we should introduce ourselves."

Xander grinned. "Yeah, I'd like to know the girl who liked me enough to slap me silly for cheating."

Anya glared.

Xander laughed and Willow sighed. He was so pushing it.

"This is Willow my best friend and Anya whose a friend, oh and here come Buffy and Spike."

The BAU younger members turned to see two absolutely beautiful blondes come in. They were followed by two Brunette females and an older male.

"So what's the what?" Buffy said as she came over. "I saw the excitement. Spike and I found Faith, Dawn and Giles working and dragged them away. I mean I get doing homework but not working ahead."

"Well that is good." Willow said. "All work and no play not good for anyone."
Giles humfeed and cleaned his glassed not really comfortable at this hangout.
"Yeah just a big mix up, I guess Xander looks like her boyfriend."

"Wow that is a bit freaky." Faith said. "One boy toy scary enough of an image, two well that be complicated indeed."

"Hey, twice the goodness to love," Anya said Her smile said she was thinking of being in the middle of a Xander sandwich. She wished she still had Toth device it could be fun and the other Xander might not have been such a heel.

He blushed.

"A threesome, that be different." Willow said teasing. "Of course the Twinkies of the world would run in fear."

"Hey they do that now." Xander quipped back.

The gang all laughed and the BAU members relaxed.

Spencer watched and wondered if this was normal teen or young adult behavior. He remained silent supporting Garcia but not saying much lest he make a mistake.
"Well then we should go." Penelope said.

"Naw we are all friends here." Xander said. "Take a load off, mistakes happen let it go." He raised his hand for a waiter who came over immediately. "A pitcher of coke, diet coke and sprite, would you like anything?" He said to Penelope "We'd love for you and your friends to join us."

Penelope was about to refuse when Derek said. "We'd love to but this round is on me. Baby girl will feel better if we make amends."

That remark had Xander looking at him sharply. "Sure no problem; Henry Derek here springing for our drinks he sounds like a stand up guy."

"I'll run him and you a tab Xan." The youth said with a grin. "So anyone want any food?"

Giles leaned back it was clear they would have to wait to fill the others in. However he was glad this had happened it gave them a chance to assess the new comers and to see if they might need protection to stay alive. Clearly they were not from Sunnydale.

"Yeah a bloomin onion, my personal blend and three trays of appetizers for everyone to share." Spike said. "It's on me."

"Sure thing Spike," Henry said a bit of nervousness showing. Emily picked up on it and tuned in on the blonde male. He clearly made the waiter nervous. The question was why?

Derek decided that this mistake could be a good excuse to get to know the people who were featured in so many police reports. Of course he would have to talk to Penelope about her actions but that could wait. For now he and his team would roll with it and hope for the best. Perhaps they could become "friends" investigating would be so much simpler then.

Buffy leaned into Spike and kissed his nose shocking her friends.

Anya merely grinned. It was about time the Slayer claimed the vampire. Besides it was before the new year so she was due to make a bundle on bets. Money was always good.

"We will take some appetizers as well. One of each kind if you please, oh and do you have any coffee?" Emily asked

"Yes we do, regular or special?"

"I'd like mine with two shots of espresso please." Emily said. "J.J. do you or Penelope want any coffee?"

"No, Sprite is fine for me. I'd love a burger rare please. If I have too much caffeine I will never sleep later."

Henry scribbled it down as J.J. grinned. She hoped her own son was as polite as this Henry one day.

"So what brings you to Sunnydale?" Faith asked as she checked out Derek.
Xander rolled his eyes. "Faith, behave."

"Never happening boy toy."

Buffy giggled. Asking Faith not to flirt was like asking the sun not to rise. Despite everything she was starting to relax and have fun. They could fill the gang in later. Her mom said Dexter and Hans were with her so she was safe and secure. Perhaps a relaxing night was just what the doctor ordered. Or at least it's what her parents wanted all three of them. A look at Giles changed that to all four. Who does mom think she is kidding she is so going to find a way to take Giles. Hell he was already more of a father then Hank had been in years.

Joyce listened to the plans Hans and Dexter had and had to admit it was well thought out. "I am so glad you both are here as well as Clarice. I know if anything happens to me Buffy and Dawn will be taken care of."

"Nothing will happen to you." Dexter said. "If the doctor messes up it will be his last mistake."

Joyce smiled at that.

Hans picked up her chart and began to read it. Joyce said nothing he was a doctor after all. He seemed to frown then he pulled out a pen and scribbled onto the chart. He had just set it down when a nurse came in. "I'm sorry I need to check Mrs. Summers. If you will step out I will be quick."

"Of course dear lady," Hans said with a smile. "Oh nurse the doctor stopped by and wrote out some orders on Mrs. Summers chart. He asked that we let you know."

Nurse Jackson frowned then sighed. "Of course thank you for letting me know." Her look however said she was annoyed at the doctor for not telling her in person but then doctors could be inconsiderate.

Hans smiled and he and Dexter prepared to leave. "We will be by later Joyce. I have to meet Clarice."

"Of course thank you for stopping in, it does get lonely. Send her my love."
"I will, "Hans said as he and Dexter left.

"He seems very nice Mrs. Summers."

"He is, he and his wife have been good friends." She said lest the Sunnydale rumor mill start about her having a handsome new lover. While that might be good for business it would complicate things and worry her daughter.

TBC….

20. Part 23

Dark Protectors

April 11, 2016

Disclaimers I don't own BTVS or Criminal Minds, nor Silence of the Lambs or Dexter those television shows, books and movies belong to their creators and companies that own the rights to them. I am just borrowing them for some insane fun. I am making no money on this and frankly I doubt anyone would pay for it anyway.

Part 23

Anya watched the strangers. 'She knew that Penelope Garcia honestly thought that Xander was this Kevin character. She had not been the patron demon of scorned women for over a thousand years to not know that. However it was also very clear that this group was not exactly what they seemed to be. They were all clearly older than they were pretending to be. Though she had to admit all were yummy looking. She sipped her drink still not quite believing she tagged along with Xander. However she thought it was worth it to catch sight of such lovely eye candy.'

Willow watched the strangers. 'She wondered why Xander had invited them to join them. However she had a feeling it was to make friends and to check them out. It had been a long time since anyone they did not recognize came in as a group. Come to think of it the last time that had happened in the Bronze it had been Riley and his friends. Ok now she got it.' She looked over at Buffy and Faith who nodded. 'I guess I am slow on the uptake tonight. However she had to admit it was fun to just chat and not worry about the supernatural for a bit.

She began to discuss classes and was shocked to learn Penelope call me Penny was into computers. They soon started chatting about that.

Willow found that enjoyable. It touched off a part of her she had not engaged in a long time.' She laughed and chatted and flirted a bit. 'She knew Tara would not mind as it was for a good cause. With luck her lover would be able to join them in a bit.'

Dexter and Hans left the hospital. They both knew Clarice and the FBI had scooped up the agents that Dexter had tossed down the laundry shot. However neither man minded much.

They both knew there were more groups in town. In fact the two they left the FBI would keep them occupied and hopefully out of their hair while they hunted the others. Dexter followed Hans back into the house.

Both men retired to their rooms and changed. Soon they were in dark tight fitting clothing. When the emerged it was a bit scary on how they mirrored each other.

Hans was pulling on a long dark duster and black leather gloves. Dexter was already kitted up and ready to go. He did however tie the laces on his boots. They looked like the men in black from the Matrix. Which was the point he supposed; he doubted any demon would be stupid enough not to answer questions when they asked them.

"So are we off to Willie's?"

"Later, I want to check the town's records."

"Aren't they closed now?"

"To the public but what we need to do, not daylight friendly. Besides my research shows the clerk in charge of records only works at night. It seems he has a sunlight allergy. The former Mayor was all about helping the disabled."

Dexter rolled his eyes. "So it's a vampire?"

"I believe so; it will make getting information simple enough. He will tell me what I wish to know or he will be dust in the wind." Hans said with a cold smile.

"Sounds like a plan, however we will need to dust the place up when done. We cannot leave a dirty city hall." Dexter quipped.
"Yes, I suppose so." Hans agreed. "We really must set a good example for the children."

"Yeah it's all about duty." Dexter said with a grin.

The two of them headed to find out more information.

The more Buffy listened the more she had an uneasy feeling about these people.

'Not that they were evil just the opposite in fact. However they might well be police officers. Faith flirting was getting nowhere with Derek Morgan and that alone told Buffy something was off. Because the guy was clearly interested, so there had to be a reason he was holding back. No ring not feeling he was gay so that left set up. Perhaps he was using that to get close to them. It would be similar to what Riley had done back in the day.'

Faith was flirting with Derek.

'She was intrigued by the man. He was of course absolutely beautiful. This was not something she would say about a guy normally but for him it fit. He was just perfection. It was as if the gods sculpted him to show all other men what they lacked. However he was clearly not taking the hooks she was tossing out. It was in fact rather frustrating. Faith knew herself well and she knew few men or few women for that fact would be able to resist her. Back in the day she had called it her superpower long before she became a slayer. However Derek Morgan despite his interest was not dragging her outside for a bit of fun.'

She looked over at Buffy who seemed quiet.

'Yep B was getting the same vibe as she was. Which mean sadly tall dark and delicious was probably a cop of some sort. Damn, I so wanted a piece of this guy and maybe for more than a day or so too. So she kept flirting but knew it would go nowhere. Which in and of itself was actually kind of fun.'

Derek wanted to curse his being on duty. 'This young woman was hot with a capital H. Hell all the women were beautiful but two of them made his mouth almost water with desire. Faith who was flirting made him wish he had less strict ethical standards regarding Perps and Buffy well she was temptation as well. However if he was honest with himself and he usually was he wanted Faith. However until they established this groups innocence it had to be flirting alone. Which was actually kind of fun too, especially since Faith was as good at it as Garcia. Of course with Faith he was reasonably certain in the right circumstances he might get lucky.'

Willow and Garcia were both enjoying themselves. It had been a long time since either woman had someone to speak computers too. However they each were clearly enjoying themselves.

Spencer watched the various groups as he sipped his drink. He was rather surprised to see Emily taking with Anya and Xander.

'His file on that pair suggested they had little in common. However Xander was clearly holding his own when discussing carpentry and renovation something he knew Emily was considering doing to any home she found. Emily was clearly impressed with his ideas and Anya well she put a rather possessive hand onto Xander. Which made the young man smile but he pretended not to notice. Clearly there was something going on there. He wondered what it was and if it pertained to the case. He glanced over and noted that J.J. was trying to engage Buffy in conversation.'

However the blonde was being very careful in her answers. He suddenly realized she was watching out for the group.

'She considered herself their protector even if Faith was as powerful as herself. He did not kid himself both women were leaders and powerful and he had to admit it was fascinating to watch their interplay. They were working off each other and until now none of his people had noticed. However he had no way of alerting the others. This could be an issue. He could not believe they had missed the power of these people. It only slipped out a little but now he felt it and knew they could well be in trouble he had to warn the others. He looked up to signal Derek when he noted his friend stiffen. He felt it too. Good maybe they could still work this out.'

Spike watched the young Goth. 'He was clearly new to the scene as he was not really all that comfortable in the gear he was wearing. It fit if this lot was undercover. His gut told him that these people were not simply new college students.' He sipped his drink and took Buffy's hand in his. He kissed it lightly to distract the group.

Buffy was momentarily distracted. She smiled at Spike. Xander who spotted the kiss almost spit out his drink. 'This cannot be good he thought.'

"So are you lot new to Sunnydale?"Spike asked.

J.J. Who had been trying to engage Buffy smiled at him and decided maybe flirting would be a good way to go. She smiled at Spike. While he clearly was into Buffy she decided that maybe he could be tempted.

Spike looked on. 'He could not believe the little blonde twit. He grinned and then winced as Buffy gave his hand a slayer powered squeeze. She clearly was reminding him he was hers. 'He turned to her and winked happy she cared to do so. He even grinned at the very dark look she sent to J.J.
J.J noted the possessive look and smiled. She held her hands out. "Sorry I so did not know he was yours?"
"Yeah well he is. I don't share well either."

"No problem. Sorry he is just kind of cute in that bad boy 80's way. I mean he looks like David Bowe or Billy Idol. I always loved that look."

Spike smirked and Buffy rolled her eye. "Yeah well I guess I can see that."

Xander cursed inside 'Yep Buffy fell for a vamp again.'

The news of the hit teams had shocked Aaron Hotchner. 'He had no idea what this meant or why they would be after the Summers' family. If they had been sent to kidnap Buffy to get at Clarice he would understand but this was a straight up hit. What was worse was that he had a feeling that his boss understood why they were after her daughter and she was not in a sharing mood. This had to be discussed with Gideon and David as well as the rest of the team.

He had a feeling this case was going to take a while and be far more complicated than usual. He headed to meet the other senior members of his team. He just wished he knew what the family had done to warrant such a high bounty on their lives.'

Derek smiled at the group then got up. "Ah does anyone know where the rest room is?"

"In the back on the right, it's near the rear exit."

"Thanks man." Derek said as he got up. He gave J.J. and Emily a look. They nodded. He was going to let Hotch know what they had found. Maybe they could use this meeting to gather intelligence on their primary suspect's habits and lives. So far they seemed like typical kids but then looks could be deceiving. He was taking no chances with this. He had to keep Emily, J.J and Spencer safe.

Spencer stepped up and began asking about other place they might find fun and interesting. Willow grinned and began filling them in. She babbled on and her friends all smiled at her happiness. It was so good to see her unwind and relax.
Derek slipped away to check in with Hotch and the others.

TBC….