One Shot

Penelope Garcia-Rossi smiled at her husband as he spoke to her six month pregnant belly, his head laying on it gently to speak to their unborn child. This was going to be their first child together and the couple was excited. Running a hand through her husband's hair, Garcia's thoughts turned to baby names. They had been discussing baby names ever since they found out she was pregnant, yet they were still unable to decide on anything

"Sweetie, do you have any more ideas for baby names?" she asked him.

David Rossi shifted his head so he could look up at his darling wife without removing himself from her belly

"How about Matthew for a boy" he suggested

"Matthew's alright. Ooh, how about Wyatt" she replied

"Wyatt?" Rossi raised an eyebrow

"What's wrong with Wyatt?" Garcia growled at her husband

"There is nothing wrong with Wyatt, Kitten. I like it but should we give a middle name or will he just be called Wyatt?" he said.

Garcia pondered over the question for a moment and then she grinned at her man

"Wyatt Andrew Garcia-Rossi" she declared.

Rossi smiled at his wife before stroking her belly, a kick was felt and he laughed. Though having been married three times and all of them ending in divorce, the agent realized that the woman of dreams had been waiting at the BAU this whole time. Not the whole time but he was suddenly glad that he had come out of retirement, otherwise he wouldn't have met his gorgeous yet quirky wife.

Every day, Rossi thanked God for bringing them together and for making him come back to the BAU. He knew once he fell for Garcia, that the fourth time was possibly the charm. And now, being married a year and with their first baby on the way, it was safe to say Penelope Marie Garcia was the One.

Kissing the baby belly, the expectant father continued to stroke it

"What do you think, baby, do you like the name Wyatt Andrew Garcia-Rossi?" he asked.

Garcia rolled her eyes and laughed at him as she felt her unborn child kick

"Well that's a boy's name. What about if it's a girl?" she wondered.

The two fell silent for moment, pondering. It would seem fair for at least one of their children to have an Italian name but for Garcia, she just couldn't think of one. And she had read many baby name books and went online to look up Italian baby names.

Rossi suddenly smiled

"Rosalia Marsala Garcia-Rossi" he said

"My Italian Stallion, Marsala sounds like an Italian wine" the technical analyst frowned.

The Italian looked up at his wife

"That's because the name means 'a town or a sweet, fortified wine'"

"What does Rosalia mean?"

"Melody."

If Garcia had to admit, the name was kinda cute and possibly would suit their daughter.

Nodding her head, the blonde couldn't wait till their baby was born.

Rossi picked his head up and leaned forward to kiss his wife

"I love you Penelope Garcia-Rossi"

"I love you too, David Rossi."

The baby kicked and they both laughed

"And we love you too, baby."