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Christmas, 2009:

Young Henry LaMontagne-Jareau was on a mission.

Even though he was only at the tender age of ten months old, he was quite the observant baby. He knew that the green and red decorations around him meant something, and that the happy people all around him were all celebrating something. He was more than happy to take part!

He loved being on the move, and just now he'd squirmed enough in his father's arms to be placed on the floor. He's going to explore!

Escaping his father's gaze, he begins to crawl.

Spotting his mother and favourite aunts sitting in the corner, he turns away. He loved them to bits – Aunty Pen always had smoochies and cuddles for him and Aunty Em always bounced him on her knees so he felt like he was flying (though she didn't seem to have much room on her lap anymore) – but he didn't want to be held at the moment.

Moving on, he crawls past two of his uncles - the funny ones! Uncle Derek always snatched him into his arms when he saw them, and he always felt he was engaging in a very serious conversation when sitting with Uncle Spence.

Crawling under a desk, he stopped as two feet stepped in front of him. Fearing he'd been caught, he looked up at his other uncle. Uncle Aaron didn't smile much, but he did give the best hugs.

As the feet moved, he giggled gleefully, he was free to roam some more.

Making his way over to the big green thing in the corner, he carefully picked his way over the various shiny bits and pieces scattered in his path, before discovering a box.

Happily crawling into his new toy, he looked around, before quickly crawling out. It was a bit too dark for him. Bad box!

Tiring, he made his way over to the closest leg he could find.

Feeling the strength of the lower leg he now gripped, and recognising the smell of this person, he struggled to pull himself up onto his feet. Unsteadily balancing, he pulled on this person's jeans.

He wanted up!

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David Rossi sighed as he looked around.

Ever since that case in Indianapolis all those years ago, he'd hated Christmas. Sure, they'd solved the case last year, but he still hadn't quite managed to embrace the Christmas spirit once again.

Jennifer Jareau, bless her, had made it her mission last Christmas for Rossi to put up a Christmas tree.

He'd managed to avoid her for most of the afternoon as she manned the establishment of the BAU office Christmas tree, but she'd come at him with a determined look on her face, the star intended for the top of the tree firmly in her grip.

Who was he to say no to a seven month pregnant lady?

Looking around at everyone, he identified his fellow team members.

Jennifer and Garcia were seated in a tight circle around Emily, no doubt gossiping about the pending birth.

Shifting his eyes, he spots Reid by the punch bowl, Morgan close by, no doubt plying Reid with several unhelpful suggestions how to spike the punch and highlighting the 'positive' outcomes.

Turning once again, he looks for their team leader. Finding him, he smirked. Aaron Hotchner looked like a man on a mission with that glass of water in his hand. It never ceased to amaze him what an attentive father and husband Hotch was.

Sweeping his eyes over the various other office staff, his eyes are drawn to the odd man out: Will LaMontagne Jr. Rossi wasn't sure what it was, but he didn't quite like the man. He was entirely too weak for his taste. Jennifer could have done better than that.

He's drawn out of his thoughts by a sharp tug on his pants. Looking down, he grinned at the chubby baby face looking up at him.

He couldn't stand the man, but at least he'd done one thing right.

Dropping down, he picks up the young child, resting him on his hip as Henry opens his mouth to babble nonsense.

Holding him close, he speaks softly to Henry. 'Hey little man. How did you get all the way over here? Who did you escape from?'

As if he understood every word Rossi was saying to him, Henry gave his favourite uncle a huge grin, before grabbing his tie and putting it in his mouth, happily gumming away.

David Rossi looked down at the sight of Henry happily chewing on his tie. Eh, he's got enough of them at home, he thought. He can afford for this one to be wrecked.

Feeling the most happy he's been in years, David Rossi moved Henry further up his hip as he made his way over to join his team.

Let Christmas begin!