LOST and FOUND: SSA David Rossi
This is my first my fan-fiction story for Criminal Minds and I hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave comments/ideas/suggestions for the characters and the plot.
PART 1: Rossi sat on a small porch sipping wine and reflecting on how his peaceful vacation had been for the last three days. He had bought this cabin about twenty years ago outside Raleigh, North Carolina. David mumbled to himself that tomorrow morning would be his last time fishing and hunting for awhile with Mudgie at his side. Aaron and the team had to nudge and prod him to take a few days off because Rossi was lacking sleep and his mood was beginning to get grumpier than usual. The last few weeks had been quite hard for David because his ex-wife Caroline had come to town with devastating news. She had asked him to help her end her life due to her diagnosis of A.L.S .
Rossi had told the team and they wanted to help but he needed to do this his way and on his terms.
A few days later and after a hard case,David had knocked on Caroline's door and they hugged each other for awhile.
Caroline knew that he wouldn't be able to have the courage to help her die so she started the ball rolling before Rossi came over.
David found the pill bottle empty and looked astounded! Caroline told him not to call the ambulance and within a few hours, Caroline, his first love and friend died peacefully in his arms. Tears rolled down his cheek and Rossi thought about all of the wonderful things that he and Caroline had done. David went to her funeral and just sat next to her grave and placed a carnation.
That was about 3 weeks ago and he needed to get away and think about his life and career. One of the things that calmed him down was hunting and fishing. He was looking forward to hanging out alone and with his dog at his remote cabin in the woods.
The sun had set and his glass was empty and he was tired. Rossi walked inside his cabin not realizing that a pair of eyes had been watching him these past three days. The voice mumbled to himself that tomorrow would begin the agent's nightmare.
The next morning, David awoke refreshed and smiled at the blue sky and the birds chirping in the backyard.
He sipped his black coffee and petted his dog for a bit before it was time to head back home .
Around 10:15 am, Rossi and Mudgie climbed into his black jeep and drove back to Virginia .
Little did he know that a vehicle had been following him since they left the cabin which was two hours ago.
After another twenty minutes, David drove into a rest spot off of Highway 55 and turned off the ignition. Ten minutes later, he and Mudgie were walking inside the small dog park adjacent to the rest area. Rossi took Mudgie's leash off and left him to run around while David checked his phone for any messages or texts for fifteen minutes. He got up and called out for Mudgie and the dog was nowhere.
David called again and no barking and he was getting worried. Rossi walked in the direction that he thought his dog had wandered off to. A few minutes later, he heard a familiar bark and whimper coming from his dog. He ran over to Mudgie who was laying down and pawing at a figure who was not moving at all. Rossi praised his dog and put the leash on before looking closely at the body. The BAU profiler never knew what hit him and then he collapsed onto the ground.
The last thing that the agent heard was that unmistakeable laugh and cologne he smelled.