Here is my first criminal minds fanfic! I know not a lot of people may like a rossi pairing but i just adore the old Italian! Lol oh! And a big thanks to my beta Harold Finch and Grace luvr.

If you had told her a few months ago that her promising career in the FBI would come to a crashing halt, well Adriana Jones would've called you insane. But then again the past has a way of creeping back into your life. Doesn't it?

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Agent Jones walked into the BAU, her head down. Waking up this morning, she knew something was wrong. Everyone was giving her weird looks, and once she looked at them, they would avert their eyes. She even passed Agent Morgan in the elevator, and he normally said good morning, but today, nothing. Just as she made it to her desk, section chief Strauss tapped her on the back. She turned.

"Ma'am! To what do I owe the pleas-" Strauss held up her hand.

"Spare me Agent, would you follow me to my office?" Silently Adriana nodded, and followed her up the stairs, casting a worried glance over the bullpen. Then she descended into a living hell, once the door closed.

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Derek Morgan sipped his coffee, watching the younger Agent being lead into Strauss's office. He turned to Spencer Reid.

"I knew something was up…I wonder what the woman's done to get the brass all wound up?" Reid looked up, along with JJ and Emily. Before anyone could respond, Hotch and Dave walked up, a foreboding look on their faces. Hotch shook his head and cast a glance at the closed door.

"Let's just hope it isn't too bad eh? Now up to the conference room, we have a case."

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"So Agent…You understand my plight, I'm sorry to inform you…" Adriana suddenly broke from her silence and banged her fist on her chair.

"Sorry!? Sorry!? Your damn near firing me! That investigation was years ago! I was not at fault!" Strauss stood, hands planted firmly on her desk.

"You were still called into question. I'm trying to make this as painless as possible for you and everyone involved, utter one more syllable and I WILL have your job, but for the time being, your badge and gun." Adriana stood, fight and defeat in her light green eyes. "No…" Strauss held out her hand. "Your badge and gun. I won't ask again." Shoulders slumped, Adriana unclipped her badge and gun, and shoved them into Strauss's hands.

"Here 'ma'am'. When should I expect the shackles in my home?" Strauss looked into the younger woman's eyes.

"Either tonight or tomorrow. An agent will be sent to you." Strauss dead panned. Adriana visibly jerked, as if she had been slapped across the face with the words. Numbly she nodded.

"Am I dismissed?" Strauss nodded. Adriana turned on her heel and left the room, valiantly trying not to break right there. Then she met something hard. And warm… She looked up, and realized that she had run into somebody's chest. SSA David Rossi's chest.

"Easy there…" Rossi gently peeled her off him. She numbly shook her head, strawberry blond tresses swaying slightly with the movement.

"Forgive me.." She stepped back and turned away, walking back to her desk, and picking up her things before fleeing the bullpen. Dave stared after the fleeing agent, sighing softly.

"So…She's our new case?" JJ came up beside Rossi, along with Hotch, Morgan, and Garcia. Rossi nodded still staring after the path Adriana had taken. Hotch patted Rossi's shoulder.

"And I hear you're the one Strauss picked to basically put her on house arrest." Dave sighed nodding again.

"It appears so." Hotch smiled grimly.

"I don't envy you…So go over tonight." Dave scoffed.

"That is if she'll even let me in." Morgan chuckled, clasping his shoulder.

"Good luck man…I think you'll need it." Rossi sighed and grabbed his jacket.

"Might as well find her, no telling what she'll do. God knows I wasn't the best at taking suspension.." With that, David left to find Adriana.

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Adriana stared into her untouched whisky. She had been in this bar for about two hours now. Still, she hadn't mustered the courage to drown her sorrows yet, and never had before. Though she had often said when she was young how she wished that she was drinking alcohol. So here she sat. Staring into the dark liquid.

"You gonna drink that?" The man from earlier asked as he sat down beside her. Adriana jerked up and looked into his face before shaking her head and pushing it to him.

"If you want it…" He shook his head.

"No…I'm actually assigned to accompany you to your home…I'm-." Adriana growled under her breath.

"I know who you are. You're Special Agent David Rossi. I actually have all of your books. Ironic isn't it? That you're the one that was assigned to accompany me. You think they did that on purpose? Or is it just plain coincidence?" Dave was taken aback slightly.

"If I hit a nerve…" Adriana shook her head and got up, paying her tab.

"No, you didn't hit a nerve. Come on I'm leaving anyways, I'll lead you." Rossi followed her and stared at her incredulously.

"You aren't drunk?" She smiled grimly, shaking her head once more.

"No I'm not. I could never get up the courage to drown my sorrows. Why should tonight be any different?"

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David followed her to the apartment, buried in his own thoughts on the way. What could this woman have done to make the brass so antsy around her? She seemed nice enough. She was an up-an-coming agent steadily rising in the ranks of the BAU. Not to mention her light green eyes were piercing, her body, while perfectly toned was in no way uncurvy. And those strawberry blond locks could undo a man. What could be so horrible that she gets suspended this quickly? But then again, that's what he was here to figure out. He was jerked from his thoughts when she finally parked in front of a nice apartment building with an enclosed courtyard. Not too extravagant but not too shabby. She lead him through the courtyard up to the second floor apartment, unlocked her door and let him inside.

"I assume you'll be staying with me? In that case you can take the couch." Adriana flipped on the lights and what met Rossi's eyes surprised him. The room was clean. Underneath her TV, where movies should have been housed, were books. The room was filled with nothing but books. Forensic books, Psychology books, you name it. And her coffee table in front of the couch was littered with HIS books. They were all open on pages in different places, not to mention her own notebooks with her own notes or letters as well, all opened in various stages of writing.

"I'm impressed." Adriana quickly moved to the coffee table and proceeded to close every single one of the books.

"I'm sorry, usually I'm not this messy. If you like, I can clear off the table." Rossi shook his head chuckling a little.

"No it's okay, I've just never seen anyone with every single one of my books before." Adriana scratched the back of her head, not meeting his eyes.

"Would now be a good time to mention that you're kind of my role model?" Rossi cocked a brow.

"Really? I am?" Adriana nodded softly. Rossi just stared at her for a moment. How could someone so nice, make this much of a mess? Not knowing what else to say Adriana turned, muttering something about bedding and disappeared down a dark hall. Soon she returned with a few blankets and a pillow. She then set them on the couch and leaned against it.

"Listen, I'm really tired. So if you want to poke around in my apartment go ahead, just know I'm going to bed. Goodnight Agent Rossi, I'll see you in the morning." Dave nodded and touched her arm.

"Goodnight Agent Jones." Adriana looked him in the eyes and replied in an even voice.

"You'll be staying with me for GOD knows how long, just call me Adriana. Okay?" Smiling slightly Rossi nodded.

"Okay…Adriana. Good night." With that Adriana nodded, and left Rossi alone in her apartment to poke around as he wished.