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

Erin was thinking about something very serious.

Should she, should she completely transform Reid into a vampire when Reid is suspected to be in a trance, no, it is suspected that "genetic factors are at work".

The image of Reid being tortured by drugs before was still vivid, and she didn't want him to do it again.Or, like Ms. Diana, a suspected dual personality (not derogatory).

She slowly moved closer to Reid's throat, revealing two pointed teeth.

Should... wait a little longer... right?

Need at least one more opinion...

At the very least, one should wait for his next vacation.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It had been nearly three hours since she came out, and she had to go back to "end the infusion", otherwise this "pneumonia caused by a severe cold" might turn into a medical accident.

"Darling, wait for me to come back." She bowed her head and kissed his forehead, then left quickly.

hospital.

Ward.

Irene turned into a little girl again, got into the snow-white quilt, stuck a special needle into the back of her hand - ordinary needles are useless to vampires - and then hugged a big doll and pretended to sleep.The doll had just been used by her as a dummy.

Bella sat on the edge of the bed and read a book, looking at her with a particularly speechless expression.

Irene deliberately amplified her voice: "Mom—you can call the nurse to pull out the needle—" She knew that Jane was on the roof at all times, and she couldn't see anyone, but she could hear her voice.She had to show her strong presence in this way.

Bella put down the book, rang the bell seriously, and then poked her forehead seriously.

Irene lowered her voice and asked, "Mrs. Karen, how long will it take for your daughter to grow up?"

Bella glanced at her: "What about yourself?"

"The growth period of each hybrid is different." Irene lowered her voice even lower, "My own growth rate is exactly the same as that of human beings; but I heard that some hybrids can grow up in ten years- people."

Bella sighed: "I hope Simei can grow up soon." To save night and dream.

The nurse arrived not long after, and gently touched Irene's head to reassure her not to be afraid, and then pulled out the needle for her.Irene resisted the discomfort of being a little girl, exposed half of her head from under the quilt, gave the nurse a sweet smile, and continued to sleep with her doll in her arms.

——Playing a qualified "little girl" also requires skill.

To top it all off, Bella even hummed a lullaby to make the effect more realistic.Although she admits that Bella has a nice voice, but... she is really not a little girl!

Erin was outraged.

"Miss Volturi." Bella took the time to ask during the interval of singing the lullaby, "Are you sure you can fool Jane with this method?"

"Not sure." Irene said sullenly, "but this is the most suitable method I can find so far."

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night.

The FBI has finished handling the case and is preparing to evacuate.

Reid went to the hospital again and got the latest medical certificate, which still said: no disease.

He sat on the long corridor outside the hospital for a long time, until a pair of cold hands embraced him from behind, and the voice of his wife sounded in his ears: "Darling, can you make my snack tonight~" I couldn't help it Pu Chi smiled, feeling better.

Irene took the medical certificate from his hand, read it from beginning to end, and did not comment.

Reid sighed.

"I began to feel that what Morgan said was right..." He hugged Irene to his side and held her shoulders, his eyes were a little confused, "Probably because I saw too many corpses, and I was subconsciously affected. "

"Are you still troubled by what that 'priest' said?" Irene was a little dissatisfied, "Don't listen to him, Darling. Undead—hey, your wife, I am a real undead, why didn't it have any negative impact on you? "

Reid was silent for a moment before saying, "The priest is dead."

Erin was stunned.

"He also became a victim..." Reid smiled helplessly, "Honey, what do you think?"

Irene thought about it seriously, and replied, "You can start anytime."

Ready to start anytime.

This is simply an invitation from the devil.

Reid said "uh": "I think... I probably have to submit an application for temporary suspension... How long do you think it will take? Three months, or half a year?"

"It depends on your self-control, Darling..."

"Then three months." Reid made a final decision.

He's confident in his self-control, at least so far.

Erin sighed silently.

The "tour" is really coming to an end...

It took Reid only half an hour to submit the application.

Compensation leave plus adjustment leave plus suspension application, add up to only three and a half months.

Shrouded in dense fog, no, it is the misty Phoenix City, in an exquisite small building, Irene covered Reid's body, licked his neck lightly, and then bit through his neck with two sharp teeth. His warm, throbbing neck arteries.

It doesn't hurt, but there is a sense of fear that is extremely cold.

Reid closed his eyes with a calm expression, as if accepting an ancient ritual.

Irene tightly clutched the sheet under Reid, trying to control her desire for blood, lest she accidentally bite his throat.

The sweet blood stimulated her taste buds, and the toxins exclusive to the blood race began to feed back.

Reid pursed his lips tightly, his face began to turn pale, and the light blue blood vessels were very clear under the skin.Irene kept pressing on his shoulder tightly, not letting him move.And beside the bed, a cup of elk blood has already been prepared.

The first embrace of the blood race is quite long, at least one day and one night.

She covered him, watching his complexion gradually turn blue, and gradually regain his characteristic paleness.The next morning, the moment the sun shone through the curtains into the room, his skin finally glowed like a diamond.

Reid opened his eyes, his blood pupils were extremely coquettish.

Erin smiled at him: "Good morning, Mr. Vampire."

The rich and sweet aroma unique to blood came to his nostrils, and Reid's eyes were filled with undisguised mania.Irene unceremoniously locked him firmly with chains and handcuffs (remarks: specially made for the blood clan), and then brought a cup of elk blood to his lips, and whispered: "Try it, Darling. You need to learn to control your thirst for blood."

Reid nodded and took a small sip.

The innate desire of the blood race made him become manic in an instant.However, before he completely lost his mind, Irene had put down the glass and firmly suppressed him.He narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled, made two clicks, broke the chains that bound him, rolled over and pressed Irene under him, clasped her hands behind his back effortlessly, and then kissed her hard. touched her lips.

He is...so...strong...

Irene finally discovered that the physical strength of men and women is not of the same order of magnitude, even for blood races.

The author has something to say: I have gone to class, and the rest will wait tonight