I think I may have finally broke through my writers block! =) Hope you enjoy. Will be rated M in future chapters!
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Witness protection, my ass. Rossi thought bitterly. So he'd testified against one of the Nation's largest mob bosses. He could defend himself. David Rossi sighed loudly and unconsciously touched the 1911 hidden snuggly in it's holster under his left arm.
"It won't be for long, Rossi..." Emily tapped the steering wheel and stared ahead, focusing on the street signs in the unfamiliar city. "You'll be back with us in Quantico before you know it and-"
"Don't patronize me, Prentiss. It could be years. And I'll go soft, posing as some old retired gardener in a stuffy suburban neighborhood full of gossiping housewives, their insufferable meat-head lawyer and doctor husbands and spoiled brat kids." Rossi's voice was sharper than he meant, it wasn't Emily's fault, after all. "I'm sorry I don't mean to take my frustration out on you..."
"I know you don't." Emily bit her lower lip thoughtfully and dipped her head into the windshield slightly, reading the name of the boulevard that was her next turn. "Look on the Brightside, Rossi. Maybe one of those gossiping housewives will be a hot divorcee. I'm sure with your charm it won't be difficult to find a distraction." She winked wickedly at her team mate and friend. Rossi merely growled an acknowledgement and stared despairingly at the cookie-cutter houses all in a row on Magnolia Boulevard.
"I need a job, here, Emily. Can you set up some interviews?" Rossi's voice was now pleading. "I need something to do. And not a conniving housewife. I've had three of those, I'll remind you, and it never worked out quite in my favor."
Emily couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Why don't you write another best-seller?" With the glare he gave her she nodded her head quickly "Okay! Okay… fine… A job. I'm on it. Hotch and I will find something perfect, don't you worry. Ah… here we are. 612 Magnolia Boulevard. Oh look! There's a porch swing! How quaint."
She is far too positive about this. Rossi didn't give the large home more than a fleeting glare as he unbuckled his seatbelt and grabbed his go-bag. It only carried two changes of clothing. Packing his entire closet seemed entirely too final and besides, it would have taken three SUVs to transport his many pairs of imported Italian leather shoes and suits.
"This is where I leave you." Emily said warily, watching Rossi give a less than satisfactory look over the furnished home. Awkwardly putting her hands in her pant pockets she shrugged as if to say "Sorry".
"Thanks for doing this, Em." Rossi immediately felt lonely, knowing he wouldn't be able to see his team of friends for a long time. "Communicate when you can?" He hugged her, genuinely, to her shock.
"Of course. Hang in there. We'll all be thinking about you, every day. It's not going to be the same." Tears brimmed in her eyes as she relinquished him.
"Don't start that, don't you dare cry." Rossi gently grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face the door, unable to face the pity in her face.
"Alright. Find yourself a housewife." Emily choked out with a sniff, without looking back, and closed the door behind her, understanding his need for this goodbye to end quickly.
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