[Criminal Minds + Twilight] Hey Reid, let's become a vampire together

Already... is there no danger to life?

Irene breathed a sigh of relief, and the fog was almost unstable.Fortunately, she still remembered that there were many outsiders in the room, and they didn't transform into human forms on the spot, which frightened the doctors and nurses.

The doctors and nurses did several tests for Reid, recorded some data, and then left.After a while, someone came to replace the camera.Irene wondered how to get rid of the thing without anyone noticing without arousing suspicion.

"Hmm..." Reid made a faint groan -- moan.

Erin landed back on the side of the bed, looked down at Reid, and tried to hear his heartbeat again.She wasn't a doctor, so she could only clearly hear that Reid's heartbeat became calmer and stronger.The fading signs of life began to return.More, but she couldn't hear it.

"Spencer?" she called tentatively.

Reid vaguely responded, but didn't seem to respond.

She gradually came out of the fog, leaned on Reid, and called him softly again.She was less than three centimeters away from Reid's neck artery, and she could vaguely stabilize the scent that was so sweet that it drove her crazy.She couldn't help but gently licked his neck, revealing two small pointed teeth.

No, no.

He cannot be transformed at this time.

At least she couldn't do that until the situation became clear.

Erin took a deep breath and moved away from Reid a little.When she looked at him again, she was surprised to find that Reid's eyes gradually opened, and his eyes were blurred.

She tapped Reid's lips lightly, and sighed: "Little doctor, you will lure others to commit crimes like this, understand?"

Reid still looked at her with that dazed look, and opened his mouth slightly, as if calling her name.

"What do you want to say?" Irene said, and moved closer to him, as if she wanted to hear more clearly.

Reid mumbled a few words.

Irene blinked, trying to distinguish the meaning of these words, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

"Sorry, Spencer?" Erin found for the first time that her and Reid's brainwaves were out of sync.

"...you're still here...it's good..." Reid blurted out a few words.

is she still there?

Of course she is still there!

Irene pinched Reid angrily—of course, she carefully controlled her strength—"Idiot, I'm not here, who else is there? Do you think others can float in like fog..."

"I, know, know." Reid said intermittently.

"It looks like you're all right?" Irene finally let go of her hanging heart.

Reid seemed to be shaking his head or nodding: "Center...language center..."

"what?"

"Virus……"

"You mean, the virus will destroy your speech center?" Thankfully, she and Reid's brainwaves were finally in sync again.

Reid nodded, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Oh, that's really difficult, my dear." Perhaps because Reid was out of danger, Irene was in the mood to joke with him, "Tell me, how should we communicate in the future? Um , we can create a grammar of our own, which is called Dr. Reid's exclusive nerve-destroying system unparalleled grammar evolution version..."

Reid smiled while listening to Irene's nonsense, and gently squeezed Irene's hand, expressing that he no longer had any psychological burden.

Erin continued to bullshit him, trying to get him out of his "viral" depression.

Light footsteps came in from outside the door.

The tip of Irene's ears instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, hovering steadily above Reid's head.

Reid smiled at her and closed his eyes.

The door opened.

The doctors gave Reid another general examination, and finally came to the conclusion that "it can be transferred to the general ward".

Erin glanced at the camera on the wall.As early as the second time she changed from fog to human, she had already broken the thread of that thing.As for whether there will be another haunted legend in the hospital from now on, it is not within her scope of consideration.

# # #

Reid is sick.

Reid needs someone to take care of.

Reid is temporarily out of work...

Erin takes care of all of Reid's day-to-day life, including communicating with his parents.After all, it's best to hide this kind of thing. Reid's mother couldn't handle such a big stimulus.Moreover, Reid's recovery is very good.

However, when Reid was finally able to express his point of view clearly, the first thing he said to Erin was: "Honey, when are you going to marry me?"

Irene thought about it seriously, and said, "I...still thinking about it."

"Is there any result?" Reid's voice was muffled through the oxygen mask.

"No."

"Honey, don't make me wait too long." Reid was still as gentle as ever, making Irene

Already... is there no danger to life?

Irene breathed a sigh of relief, and the fog was almost unstable.Fortunately, she still remembered that there were many outsiders in the room, and they didn't transform into human forms on the spot, which frightened the doctors and nurses.

The doctors and nurses did several tests for Reid, recorded some data, and then left.After a while, someone came to replace the camera.Irene wondered how to get rid of the thing without anyone noticing without arousing suspicion.

"Hmm..." Reid made a faint groan -- moan.

Erin landed back on the side of the bed, looked down at Reid, and tried to hear his heartbeat again.She wasn't a doctor, so she could only clearly hear that Reid's heartbeat became calmer and stronger.The fading signs of life began to return.More, but she couldn't hear it.

"Spencer?" she called tentatively.

Reid vaguely responded, but didn't seem to respond.

She gradually came out of the fog, leaned on Reid, and called him softly again.She was less than three centimeters away from Reid's neck artery, and she could vaguely stabilize the scent that was so sweet that it drove her crazy.She couldn't help but gently licked his neck, revealing two small pointed teeth.

No, no.

He cannot be transformed at this time.

At least she couldn't do that until the situation became clear.

Erin took a deep breath and moved away from Reid a little.When she looked at him again, she was surprised to find that Reid's eyes gradually opened, and his eyes were blurred.

She tapped Reid's lips lightly, and sighed: "Little doctor, you will lure others to commit crimes like this, understand?"

Reid still looked at her with that dazed look, and opened his mouth slightly, as if calling her name.

"What do you want to say?" Irene said, and moved closer to him, as if she wanted to hear more clearly.

Reid mumbled a few words.

Irene blinked, trying to distinguish the meaning of these words, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

"Sorry, Spencer?" Erin found for the first time that her and Reid's brainwaves were out of sync.

"...you're still here...it's good..." Reid blurted out a few words.

is she still there?

Of course she is still there!

Irene pinched Reid angrily—of course, she carefully controlled her strength—"Idiot, I'm not here, who else is there? Do you think others can float in like fog..."

"I, know, know." Reid said intermittently.

"It looks like you're all right?" Irene finally let go of her hanging heart.

Reid seemed to be shaking his head or nodding: "Center...language center..."

"what?"

"Virus……"

"You mean, the virus will destroy your speech center?" Thankfully, she and Reid's brainwaves were finally in sync again.

Reid nodded, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Oh, that's really difficult, my dear." Perhaps because Reid was out of danger, Irene was in the mood to joke with him, "Tell me, how should we communicate in the future? Um , we can create a grammar of our own, which is called Dr. Reid's exclusive nerve-destroying system unparalleled grammar evolution version..."

Reid smiled while listening to Irene's nonsense, and gently squeezed Irene's hand, expressing that he no longer had any psychological burden.

Erin continued to bullshit him, trying to get him out of his "viral" depression.

Light footsteps came in from outside the door.

The tip of Irene's ears instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, hovering steadily above Reid's head.

Reid smiled at her and closed his eyes.

The door opened.

The doctors gave Reid another general examination, and finally came to the conclusion that "it can be transferred to the general ward".

Erin glanced at the camera on the wall.As early as the second time she changed from fog to human, she had already broken the thread of that thing.As for whether there will be another haunted legend in the hospital from now on, it is not within her scope of consideration.

# # #

Reid is sick.

Reid needs someone to take care of.

Reid is temporarily out of work...

Erin takes care of all of Reid's day-to-day life, including communicating with his parents.After all, it's best to hide this kind of thing. Reid's mother couldn't handle such a big stimulus.Moreover, Reid's recovery is very good.

However, when Reid was finally able to express his point of view clearly, the first thing he said to Erin was: "Honey, when are you going to marry me?"

Irene thought about it seriously, and said, "I...still thinking about it."

"Is there any result?" Reid's voice was muffled through the oxygen mask.

"No."

"Honey, don't make me wait too long." Reid was still as gentle as ever, which gave Irene the illusion of being unreasonable.

"Well...but I think..." Reid said sullenly again, "The last time you taught the newborn vampires, you were very aggressive."

"of course."

"You're much stronger than newborn vampires, aren't you?" Reid asked her with a smile.

"Theoretically yes."

"Then, you can completely knock me out in my 'manic' state, right?" Reid smiled a little heartily, "Honey, after I was infected this time, there will be at least half a year of adjustment period—— After all, this virus is terrible-so, you have enough time to train me."

Irene froze for a moment: "Are you persistent?"

"Of course I insist, dear."

"Okay, then..." She showed two pointed teeth at Reid, leaned close to him, pressed against his throat, and said, "Being a vampire, you have to drink human blood..."

She visibly felt Reid's body stiffen.

"Maybe I should take this opportunity to let you experience the life of 'vampires'." Irene tried hard to control herself not to pierce his skin, "Then, you decide whether you want to become a vampire."

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