A/N: This chapter brings in the Twilight aspect… It will be mainly Edward, Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice… Spoilers for Breaking Dawn. Yes, this is a mainly Hotch/Reid slash with some Morgan. I was listening to 'Master of Puppets' and 'The Unforgiven' by Metallica while typing this so if it's a little too angsty, there's your answer!

The ride to the hospital was by no means quiet. The second they stepped in to the cab, it was filled with medical garb. One term, however, was known to all.

"We're losing him! Charge to 250 and drive faster!" Hotch's closed eyes shot open. "Clear!" Reid's body jolted off the gurney, and then stayed still. "Come on kid! Stay with me! Sir? Are you okay?" he suddenly asked Hotch who was as pale as a sheet, and sweating. Hotch couldn't hear him over his heart pounding painfully in his ears. 'Oh my God, no, how am I going to tell Derek? His mom? What about me? How will I still go on? What about the team? The last conversation we had before…this happened was about how we had sex? No, they'll get him back; I just have to stay strong…' 'But maybe he's gone for real, and just you and Derek.' A nagging voice sounded in his head.

"NO!" He shouted in unison with the paramedic's last hope to get him back, "Clear!" A weak beep sounded on the portable monitor. "Thank God. Doing manual CPR! Dave drive!"

"Got it Jim (A/N heehee Ghost Whisperer) ETA 1 minute!" Finally he could breathe. They arrived at the hospital and rushed Reid's bloodied pale form through the ER doors.

"29 year old male, multiple stab wounds to the abdomen and chest, ripped artery, punctured lung. Need 4 units of O- Negative in an OR stat!" Jim shouted forcefully.

"Sir, you just ordered 3 units on the way here, but I'll grab another one. OR 4" She added quickly, seeing the look on Jim's face.

"We need to get in there quickly, or we'll lose him, for good… page Dr. Cullen." As if on cue, a young doctor rushed in.

"Page me for—what's his condition?" a honey voice asked as he rushed to keep up with the rushing stretcher. "Multiple stab—abdomen and chest, I say between 2.4-2.6 liters of blood lost, ripped artery, and punctured lung?" Dr. Cullen asked guessing for himself.

"Right as always, Dr. Cullen. We don't have time to scrub." A young male doctor said as they pressed a silver button for an elevator. "Sir, this is as far as you can go… Bella, can you show him to the waiting room?" The young doctor asked as they entered the elevator. Hotch hesitantly took a step back and watched as Dr. Cullen and the 2 doctors next to him put hand sanitizer on, and as interns put masks and surgical gloves on them. Dr. Cullen injected a liquid into his bloodied lovers yet still form. The doors closed.

Edward Cullen smelled it before he saw it. Blood, gushing steadily from a body, so much blood already gone. Then, a millisecond later, he saw the source of all the blood, a young male on a stretcher, with a paramedic performing CPR, rolling through the ER doors followed by the other paramedic and a devastated looking man. He sprang in to action. He grabbed a spare coat and nametag and ran to the entrance. He tuned his mind to hear the paramedics and man's thoughts only.

'He is never going to make it… poor kid, 22 times.' One medic thought pessimistically.

'Shit, shit, SHIT!' The other medics mind screamed. The he heard two sets of thoughts that made up his mind. (Pun totally intended.)

'Oh God, Spence no, please God, I love you, please, not again. Derek, what will I tell him? What about Diana, she'll be devastated. God, please, don't take him from me.' One prayed, while the other nearly answered the others.

'Aaron, I'm sorry, I love you, Derek, my mother. I'll try, but I know I'll die anyway… Most stab victims die… I love you, so much; it just hurts so- so, much. Good-bye.' This was his chance.

"We need to get in there now or we'll lose him for good…Page Dr. Cullen." He announced after Alice reminded the blood covered paramedic doing CPR of something. Her deep amber eyes glanced towards Edward and she thought 'Are you going to ask Carlisle to change him?' Edward nodded mutely. Just then Carlisle rushed in.

"Page me for—what's his condition?" He asked averting his eyes to the crimson stained form as the troupe of "Doctors" raced down the hallway. The whole time he was thinking 'My God, he'll never survive. Nothing—almost nothing can save him. Edward, are you alright with me changing him?' he asked, knowing otherwise that they were fighting an already lost battle. Edward nodded imperceptibly to the human eye. Carlisle recited off the injuries. They reached the elevator less than a minute later and the medics kept the other man back. A millisecond before the elevator doors closed Carlisle pulled two syringes of venom out of his back pocket and injected the in to the limp form. One straight to the heart, the other plunged in to the veins in his elbow.

"Carlisle, it will work, right? I mean we're not too late?" Alice asked, eyes frantically darting to Reid's pale, blood covered face.

"It will work; inject the morphine and more venom… I want to get as much in as possible without biting him." Carlisle ordered. Edward plunged a needle with morphine in to the crook of his elbow while Alice and Carlisle worked on adding more venom to his blood stream. What seemed like an eternity, but what was really only seconds later, the doors dinged and they rushed the now changing patient in to an abandoned OR.

"I need a scalpel, O-negative blood, but not enough to wash away the venom, and something to repair these wounds with. Alice, get Emmett and Jasper, along with those materials." He added quickly. "Edward, don't let Bella in here." He instructed referring to the newest vampire in his family. Edward nodded and handed Carlisle the supplies Alice just ran into the room with.

"Emmett, Jasper, I need you to make sure his heart doesn't stop." He informed the two vampires that just arrived. When they nodded, he got to work.

After six hours of fixing internal damage, and stitching up 22 stab wounds, the Cullen's they transferred the soon-to-be-vampire to a room in an abandoned room, not facing a window.

Carlisle sighed and turned to Alice, hating what he was going to have to lie about in a matter of minutes.

"Ready?" He asked her.

The pixie haired Alice shook her head, "Why can't we just tell them we changed him, Carlisle?" she pleaded, not wanting to break the heart of that man out there.

Suddenly her vision went fuzzy and she was somewhere else

She saw the new vampire surrounded by 6 people in a rainy yard. Suddenly he turned,

'He went that way… god he reeks!' He muttered mostly to himself. He shot off, just about at the same pace as Edward, and caught up with a grimy man carrying a tall woman covered in blood. He gently, but forcefully, pulled her away from him, visibly holding his breath as he did so. He turned to the man.

"Where did you bury them?" he asked demandingly.

The man just smiled and pulled out a shotgun, but instead of bullets, it contained werewolf teeth. He pulled the trigger twice and took off running.

Reid grunted as a tooth lodged itself shallowly in his stomach, and deeply in his chest. Right above his heart.

'Hotch, he went northeast… get Emmett and Jasper… what he shot me with seems a little… hinky.' He said into his earpiece.

'Spencer, are you ok? Did you get Alyssa?' a male asked, seriousness masking his concern.

'I'm not sure, but I have Alyssa…' Reid whimpered through the mouthpiece.

'Stay still, Emmett and Jasper will be there soon.' The voice announced.

'Got it.' He gasped and turned hearing a rustle behind him. There stood Emmett and Jasper, equally horrorstruck.

Alice's vision swam again and she was in the hospital room Edward and Carlisle's hands on her. She blinked and gasped.

"Alice, what did you see?" Asked slightly exasperated as if he's asked it multiple times already.

"His team, we're telling them." She said with a sense of finality. "Carlisle, is there such a weapon that shoot werewolf teeth?" She asked.

"There is," he confirmed, "But they're exceedingly rare and haven't been publicly used since the 4th century… What do you mean by 'team'?" Carlisle asked.

"He works for the FBI." Edward and Alice said simultaneously.

"Let's go then Alice… Edward stay here" Carlisle added.

"Ok." She whispered.

E/N: The whole werewolf tooth gun thingy... totally not real! XD Lol

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