Hi! I was re-watching the episode 3x14 and this idea came into my mind... Merry Christmas to all of you anyway:)
Merry Christmas
It has been months since David Rossi's arrival, rather return, at the BAU. A solitary man, but whom the all the women seem to be crazy for. Proud and conceited: that's the profile you had made of him after some time, mixing the behaviors you had the chance to see and the rumor about him.
But then, with that case, you had discovered something more and you had change your mind. You don't even know why you pushed Morgan and JJ and yourself on the private jet with destination Indianapolis, maybe because you wanted to help a colleague, maybe because you were curious, or maybe simply because you wanted to be there for him, because through all the rumor there was something recurring: no one would have been there for him, he was alone. As you. It's useless to remember his surprise and also the reluctance seeing them there, it could be more useful to underline how a little by little he had let himself let go, telling a past that after all wasn't even his own.
"I'm going too, Emily, goodnight and merry Christmas!" JJ said, followed by Morgan as together they were going out the office, while that "merry Christmas" reechoes in your ears.
How long has it been since you spend a merry Christmas? You can't exactly say it, but you know for sure how many years it has been since his last celebration. Twenty one.
There were only you two at work, at that time, on that day of the year . Your colleague is now seated in his office with a file ibetween his hands. And yu already know what it is. Because certain thing are simply unforgettable, and a case is never over. You observe him from the door already since at least two minutes, but he seems to have not noticed your presence.
"Will you stay here tonight?" you ask, not being able to stay in silence.
"Oh, yes" he says giving you a quick look.
"I'll stay too, then" you say entering the room and moving the chair in front of him.
He looks at you without answering and, with the eyes fastened on the file, he seems to not want to change his plans. And instead he puts it away. You stand looking at each other for a while, both unsure about the topic of a possible conversation, when those words come back in your head.
"The eldest daughter told me they had bought it on Christmas's eve to cut a fir tree… I've never been able to make a Christmas tree again…"
You stand up and take you back, making him a smile "Let's go!" you say then, approaching the door.
"Where?" he asks without understand, but standing up too.
"To make a Christmas tree…!" you answer as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, taking his hand without even realizing it.
And so you go out the office together still unsure about what you're exactly going to do.
Maybe just spend a real merry Christmas.