Masquerade Challenge

Prompts: JJ/Rossi, Mad Hatter

"Listen up buster! I've had enough of you wallowing in self pity. Poor you...'I've got a hot girlfriend...I've got a pseudo son who adores me...I've got friends who'd kill for me...I'm a billionaire!' Well buck up bronco because NO ONE cares about your little problems. Get over it!"

Stomping out of his living room, Penelope Garcia turned back just before she reached the door. Her eyes all ablaze with a fire he had never seen before. A chill permeated his bones with her final words, " Super Agent, if you don't fix this, I will make sure that your name will be on every No Fly list in the Country, your finances in tatters and..."Narrowing her eyes she finished, "your manhood on a silver platter! Fix it now OR you'll be sorry!"

David Rossi leaned back against the seat of his Italian leather arm chair and groaned out loud. He listened as the front door of his cabin was slammed shut by the departing Garcia, the sound reverberating throughout the empty house. As much as he hated to admit it, Garcia was right. He had screwed up royally and the only way to fix it was to put aside his pride and beg his lady love for forgiveness.

Rossi was a stubborn old coot but he knew that he had to back down from this latest argument he had with JJ.

It had started as a normal day. Henry was playing with Lego in the den and he and JJ were curled up on the couch in front of the roaring fire in his Great room. They had been discussing the upcoming Halloween party that JJ and Penelope were planning for JJ. They planned to have the party on Halloween Day so that Henry and Jack could go Trick or Treating for a short while and then have their friends over for some fun.

Of course Rossi was willing to help, but his idea of helping was to pick up the phone and call in a professional. This set JJ off and it went downhill from there. From shooting down every suggestion he made to refusing to wear a costume, Dave certainly earned being kicked to the curb. While he certainly didn't understand what had happened when she pushed him out the door and slammed it in his face, he knew that he had pushed her over her limit.

Remembering her words to him, he winced at the anger in her voice, "Rossi, I need you to leave right now. If you are not out of my sight in the next 2 minutes, I'm going to take my government issued gun and do something that goes against all my training and beliefs."

"Bella, please..."

"Don't talk to me. I'm done with you. I've tried to make you a part of this family but every time I think we are reaching that point you do something like this. Either you want to be in a relationship or you don't! For the love of God, grow up and pick one. Your 53 years old! Be a man!"

"But Bella...I pick you." Dave pleaded reaching out for her arms.

"Don't you touch me!" JJ screeched." You've now got 30 seconds before I pull out my gun. 25...24...23..."

Holding up his hands in defeat, Rossi walked over to the door, JJ hot on his heels. He turned to try and apologize to her, but she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him out the door before he could say anything. "Bella...I.."

"Save it for someone who cares!" JJ replied, slamming the door before he could blink.

He knew she had reached a limit that he had never seen before. Sure they had fought before and they had made up easily but now their fight had been going on for over 2 weeks. Some would ever venture to suppose that they had broken up, although no one would ever say that to his face.

No, David believed that JJ would come to her senses and she'd answer one of the million messages he had left for her. Or perhaps she'd break down after the delivery of another bouquet of roses to her office. That was until today. Penelope Garcia had gathered the courage to stand up to THE David Rossi and give her a piece of her mind. Plus she threatened him with bodily and emotional harm if he didn't fix it.

Rubbing his hands across his beard he thought about what he could do. How was he going to prove to JJ that he was truly sorry for what he said"Ahha!" he cried out, slapping his hand on his thigh. "I've got it!" He quickly jumped off the couched and got on the phone, setting his plan into action.

Sitting back down, he grabbed a cigar to toast his successful phone call. He was ready to face those the bumps in the night...and he certainly knew there'd be more bumps before he could worm his way back into the heart of Ms Jennifer Jareau.