Dave sunk into his favorite recliner, the rich Italian leather, worn in just the right places. Case files sat on the table beside him at the cabin in Little Creek, Virginia, The BAU bunker was too crowed most days with four agents crammed behind for two desks. He was more than happy to bring
his work home with him; It was a cold day with a heavy overcast, the forecast warned about thunderstorms. Fire crackled in the fireplace and marinara sauce bubbled on the stove, filling the cabin with rich smells of wood, tomato and oregano. It was quite a cozy contrast to the darkness outside.

With a comfortable sigh he took a sip of eggnog and flipped open another case file. He was interrupted a moment later by a knock on the door; he tossed his pen over his shoulder and moved to answer it. He wasn't expecting company and he certainly wasn't expecting to see the heavily pregnant Erin on the other side of his door. His breath caught in his chest, she was not supposed to be here but he was glad she was. The cold breeze drifting inside was easy to ignore. She stepped forward, and he dropped an automatic kiss to the corner of her mouth. Her heart hammered against her ribs she couldn't stop her breath from hitching in her chest.

"I shouldn't have done that-" Dave apologized. She couldn't tell him that she didn't mind.

"She's not yours," the angel on his shoulder chastised and Dave wasn't sure if his overactive conscious was talking about Erin or her baby.

"And you shouldn't be here," Dave said, moving to let her inside.

"You forgot your notes; the Section Chief thought you might need them-"

Dave shook his head, "Crammer sent you? He's an idiot; you should be home with your feet
up, up to your ears in Haagen-Dazs."

Erin rolled her eyes, "You really are worse than a mother hen, my leave doesn't start for another two weeks, and eventually I will take that idiot's job from him just for making me come up here."

Dave sighed heavily. "I'm not even going to argue with that, where does Pete think you
are?"

"He's out of town for a few days, tying up loose ends."

"Remind me, how do you always get stuck with the idiots? Your boss, your husband-"

"David, I've never heard you so humble," she said dryly.

"I have my moments, and you weren't complaining about my ego a few months ago," he
said, waggling his finger at her.

She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Who says I'm complaining, now? I used to like that ego."

"Used to, huh?" Dave said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Used to," she replied her own regret lacing her tone. "I should get going now." She pulled her gloves on and buttoned her heavy coat.

Thunder roared over the cabin, interrupting Dave's reply, he moved to the window and pulled
back the curtain. Pea sized hail poured from the sky; it bounced off their cars and against the walls of the cabin. "Thanks for the notes, but, you're not driving in this."

"Excuse me? I'm perfectly able to navigate a car down a driveway, I'm pregnant not incapacitated," she argued moving towards the door.

"That path that brought you up here, that's not a driveway when it rains, it's a deathtrap. It's not about capability, Erin-"

"What is it, then? Do you just want to keep me here to try and persuade me? Want to make me
yours again? Well, that's not happening," she said hotly.

"Forgive me if I don't want to see your name on the front page of tomorrows' paper when you wrap that car around a tree!" Another crash of thunder shook the cabin and rain beat against the roof.

"You couldn't have the road paved?" She spat.

"You're going to be here a while so, do me a favor."

"What?" She grouched, irritable at him and the weather which suddenly decided not to co-operate. Mother Nature and David Rossi were bound and determined to make her crazy, she fumed to herself.

He put his arm around her shoulders and guided her into the kitchen and pulled up a chair.
"Sit down and be quiet."

Author's note: This was written for Rebaforever15 in the Christmas fic exchange

Special thanks to my beta!

Another chapter will be up soon ;have a Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!

-Z