Okay I have no beta so all mistakes are mine. This is my first time posting in .
Rated M because of slight sexually situations (better safe than sorry)
I promise this story is Reid/Morgan but it starts out Diana/Rossi hope everyone enjoys it.
All critiques are welcome as long as they aren't just insulting words thrown around.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own criminal minds and I do not make a profit by writing fiction. This is purely for entertainment proposes.
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David Rossi was a legend; anyone in the F.B.I. could tell you that. He was smart, powerful; his case record was the closest anyone could ever get to perfection. He was one of first profilers; he helped open doors that no even knew existed and if that wasn't enough the bastard was rich and good looking too. He had women panting at his feet and clawing at his pants. Genetics had blessed him with graceful aging, a firm body and Italian stamina that could out last the energizer bunny, which made him a stud even at his age. He was an accomplished chef and author and owned at least two home and three cars. And if his money and good looks weren't enough to get him into every pair of panties in 10 mile radius the fact that he was the hero in the most romantic story ever told inside F.B.I walls would definitely clinch the deal.

Around twenty years ago the B.A.U. had revived a case in Vegas. 5 young boys had gone missing and were turning up dead with signs sadistic sexual abuse. All the evidence was pointing towards one of the victim's neighbor, Gary Michaels but thanks to the profile that Rossi had developed pointed towards one William Reid. Rushing into the scene, Rossi charge in, only find William Reid sexually abusing his 1 year old son while his terrified and beaten black-&-blue paranoid-schizophrenic wife was tied down trying to get to her son begging him to stop hurting her baby. Rossi had been so consumed with white rage that hadn't hesitated subduing the unsub.

With his cat like grace he has snuck up behind William Reid and while Jason Gideon had distracted him, he knocked him unconscious with the butt of his gun. After that he became a whirlwind of motion. Scooping up both Spencer and Diana and rushing them to the local hospital. He refusing to let either of them out of his sight until he was sure they were both safe. Even going as far to ignore his superiors' orders to comeback to Quantico. When they presented him with the ultimatum his job or the Reid's, Rossi had simply handed in his badge and told them he would be taking a sabbatical until the victimize Reid's had recovered. It had caused a huge up roar in the bureau. The superior office demanding that Rossi return to his post, even when he continued to refuse. After a few weeks the department caved and moved both Diana and Spencer to Quantico so that they may be closer to FBI BAU Supervisory Special Agent David Rossi, the promotion had officially labeled Agent Rossi a 'bad ass.'

When anyone asked how David Rossi had fallen in love with Diana Reid he would simply say when he caught her rocking a baby Spencer in one on of the hospital rocking chairs while she read him William Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream. For someone to be so fierce, brave and strong for their child and still be for gentle and loving Rossi knew he had to have this incredible intelligent and amazing woman in his life.

For Diana it hadn't been so simple. Rossi had been determined to win her heart and Diana had been equally determined to never fall in love again.

Rossi had tried everything he could think of to win her love. Fine wine, flowers, candy, poetry, theater tickets, diner and a movie, romantic walks on the beach, fancy hotels, elegant cuisine, promises of world travel even a blind drunk serenade with an equally drunk Gideon outside her apartment window. Which only achieved in awaking Diana neighbors' along with a baby Spencer who had drowned them out with his impressive wails. Everything Rossi had tried, had failed.

Until one day while Diana had been trapped in one of her delusions and when she was finally able to free herself, she had panicked. It had happen before of course but never for so long. How long had she been under, what had happened to Spencer? Diana had rushed into the small nursery only to have her knees buckle underneath with relief. Rossi was sitting in a rocking chair reading an Italian novel to Spencer. Spencer was securely tucked into one of the agents arms as he sucked on his pacifier concentrated on every word the Italian said occasionally tapping on one of the books pages when Rossi pretended to drift off. It was a beautiful sight. When Rossi discovered he had been caught he fought the blush that creeped up onto his face and had simply stated. That everything thing is a learning experience and that they should broaden Spencer's horizon at every possible opportunity.

That was all it took, Diana fell and she fell hard. This incredible man not only loved her he loved her son, he had saved her, defended her and continued to protect her and her son despite her illness, he had found a way for them to be together and cared for. He had gone to extreme lengths to woo her and now he was taking care of her baby as though he was he own, education him so he would a bright man one day.

Her heart couldn't take it; she grabbed Rossi by his scruffy bread and kissed him right then and there despite Spencer continually tapping on the page.

They were married two months later; Rossi had rushed it claiming he didn't want his bride to change her incredibly bright mind. And a year later he had officially adopted Spencer making him Spencer Rossi. A prouder papá then David Rossi you would never find. Work permitted he never missed not one of his son's soccer games, swim meets, violin recitals or chess matches. Even when he was exhausted from a case he would always call and ask about his family's day. He would always boast on how smart his bambino was, always at the top of his class, how he had finished high school at the tender age 12, and if given the slightest chance he would talk your ear off about how his bambino went off to Caltech and MIT on a academic scholarship and held PhDs' in Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering, as well as B.A.s' in Psychology and Sociology; he is also working on a B.A. in Philosophy.

As the years progressed Diana's condition worsted. Relatives', colleagues and friends all suggested that she be institutionalize so that Rossi's life would be easier. Causing Rossi's Italian temper to flare like no had ever seen before. He stated that he had fought long and hard for her love and he wouldn't let any god, man or illness tear them apart. Rossi accepted early retirement to be able to take care of her, in his spare time he went on to write a series of books for Diana critiqued and edited. A series of book that would turn him to a bestselling author and would provide an incredible comfortable life for him and his family for several generations to come.

Derek Morgan knew all of this, hell when he had met David Rossi for the first time he had to keep himself in check so he wouldn't start ramblingly like a groupie that had just met their legendry rock icon. But right now, lying naked in bed after one extremely hot an' dirty sexathon, with one Dr. Spencer Rossi who currently had his long gangly legs wrapped around him. He didn't think about the great and majestic Supervisory Special Agent David Rossi of the B.A.U. He thought about the Dangerous, overly protective papá Rossi who had perfect shot, disposable income and close tight-knit relationship with the head of the Italian mob, who was the god-father of the beautiful sex kitten he had de-virginized a few weeks ago and had now just taught how to ride him like a prized bull.
Derek Morgan stared down into the beautiful face that was currently resting right above his heart and felt his chest swell; he was in really deep shit.
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This has been bouncing in me head for a couple of week so I decided to shoot it out and see if it would leave me alone. lol
So what do you guys think should I continue?
Please review and tell me.