I hope you guys don't mind the direction I am taking Rossi. Although he can be a royal pain in the ass, I would like to think that deep down inside he cares about people. He might be jaded, but he is always looking for that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. If he weren't, he wouldn't have tried marriage three times! This chapter is for Tracia. Okay, you begged and begged and now your wish is my command.


Look What Love's Revealing

"Happy birthday, dear Henry. Happy birthday to you," the chorus of voices sang in unison. As Henry blew out the three candles on his Shrek cake, the crowd applauded and cheered.

"I blowed out the candle Mommy," Henry said. "I get a wish now, right?"

JJ hugged her little boy close. "Yes, Munchkin Man; you get a wish. But since today is a special day, you get three wishes."

Henry's eyes grew wide. "Three wishes?"

"Yep. All for you." She kissed the top of his head.

"I wish…"

"No, honey, you have to keep your wishes a secret or they won't come true."

"Oh…"

"You make your wishes and I'll get you a piece of cake. Which slice do you want?" JJ asked as she picked up the knife.

"The biggest 'cause I'm the birthday boy," Henry announced proudly and looked at Dave who winked at him. Fighting a fit of giggles, he ducked his head.

"I know which piece Uncle Dave is getting," JJ remarked dryly and sliced the knife into the soft design.

Passing the plates around, Garcia served up the ice cream. Satisfied that everyone had a slice, JJ walked over to Dave with a paper plate and handed it to him. "As promised," she announced sweetly.

Dave looked down and picked up the fork. "I dreamed of getting a piece of ass from you Jen, I didn't imagine it would be soft and edible."

JJ pursed her lips. "After what you did, you're lucky to get this."

"You mean telling Henry to get the biggest slice?" He tried to feign innocence.

"No. Well, that too." JJ motioned her hand around the two rooms. "You think all of this just magically appeared out of thin air?"

Dave broke off a piece of cake and put it in his mouth. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"And that Robo-Sapien? Dave! That was too much money to spend."

"It's okay. After September, I'll be getting my alimony back from Brenda. Besides, all little boys need a robot."

"Still, Dave…all of this and the cake. And…I don't know how to pay you back."

Dave dipped his fork and broke off a big chunk of cake and frosting. "Here." He shoved the fork in her mouth. Surprised, JJ tried to close her mouth quickly.

"Why did you do that?" she sputtered.

"So I could do this." Dave lowered his head and covered her mouth with his. Using his tongue, he licked the frosting from her lips. Moaning low, JJ stood still and let him kiss her.

"Mommy, what is Uncle Dave doing?" Henry called out.

JJ broke away. "I…uh." Oh boy!

"Your mommy had some frosting on her lip, so I took care of it," Dave answered smoothly.

Henry laughed and shook his head. "No, she didn't; you were kissing."

"So I was. I can't fool you."

"No you cant, 'cause I three years old." He held up four fingers.

"Close, son." Dave lowered a finger. "There you go." In the distance, the phone rang.

"Henry!" A voice called out. "Telephone! I think it's your dad!"

"Daddy!" Henry ran for the living room. Grabbing the phone he started to chatter a mile a minute. "...and a Shrek cake. And a robot. And a bike. And three candles. I blowed them all out! Uncle Dave got it for me. He got me the robot. And Aunt Pen got me a drawing board with paint and chalk. And Uncle Dave kissed Mommy." He shook his head. The room went deathly quiet. "No. She had frosting on her mouth." He turned to look at JJ and held out the phone. "Mommy, Daddy wants to talk to you. Can I go play with Jack?"

Numbly, JJ nodded. Taking the phone, she turned her back to the room full of adults. Quietly she went to her bedroom and closed the door.
****

JJ put the plastic lid on the remaining cake and placed it in the fridge. She closed the door and went back into the dining room. Quietly and methodically, she began clearing the table.

"Jen, this can wait until morning," Dave offered softly.

"I want to get it done now." More forcefully than she intended, she threw paper plates, cups, and empty trays into the trash bag. She had held it together so well after her talk with Will because she didn't want to ruin Henry's special day. Now the guests were gone, and she wanted to scream and cry and hurt something as bad as she felt.

Dave sipped his Coke. "Jen -"

"No, Dave. I want to get this done while I still can." Trying not to cry, she blindly reached for the empty soda bottles.

Dave set the can down. "I can get this. Why don't you go lie down and rest?"

JJ spun on him. "Don't tell me what to do! Who the hell do you think you are coming into my life and taking charge?"

"I'm just trying to be a friend." Dave tried to remain calm. He wasn't an expert profiler for nothing, and he could tell that JJ was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Who the hell gave you that right?" She shoved more refuse into the bag and stomped into the living room. Clearing off the coffee table, she made her rounds. "For your information, I didn't need your help."

"Perhaps, but your little boy needed a party." He tried to keep his tone from sounding clipped.

"So, you do admit to buying all of this?" Her tone was snappish, but Dave heard the catch.

"Where did you hear that?" Dave asked cautiously.

"Pfff. You think I'm stupid because I'm not a full-fledged profiler? Unless Pen came into some money over night, there was no way she could have afforded the bike, robot, cake, and the two rented ponies."

Dave gave a half-smile. "I didn't think she'd get the ponies."

JJ looked at him in surprise. "This is Garcia we're talking about. I'm shocked she didn't get a clown."

"Henry is too young for clowns. Now that I think about it, I'm too young for clowns."

"Make a joke, Dave. Have a laugh on me."

"Jen, this isn't about the party, and this isn't about Henry or robots or jokes, and you know it."

"It isn't?" She put her hands on her hips. "Okay, Mr. Hotshot Profiler, tell me what is really bugging me."

"Aside from the phone call…the rather rude and disgusting phone call? I would say: kissing you in front of Henry and then him announcing it to the room."

JJ felt her cheeks burn. "You had no right to kiss me."

"Yes, I did," he countered, his eyes getting dark.

"Because I owe you for all of this. I will pay you back."

"When? When Will pays you back? I don't think I'm going to live long enough to see hell freeze over."

"Then I'll hock my ring."

"No, you are not. You can keep it for Henry or mail it back to Will, but you will not hock your ring."

"I'm going to pay you back."

"You don't have to. This was my birthday present to Henry. If you pay me back, you negate the day and everything it meant. Even you aren't cruel enough to negate a little boy's three wishes."

"Damn you, Dave! Henry told Will that you kissed me!"

Dave shrugged. "And what, Cara? I can't take it back. What did you want me to do? Lie to Henry? He knew what we were doing!"

"I…" She bit her lip.

"Henry was going to see us kissing, eventually. Who knew that Will was going to call today? From what I gather, he hasn't had much contact." Dave stepped in front of her and raised her chin with his thumb and forefinger. "I'm not going to apologize for kissing you. And no one is going to make me feel guilty for acting on my emotions. Not even you."

"He bitched me out. He called me an unfit mother and a slut." JJ's bottom lip trembled as the anger began to leave her and the conversation came back. "The things he said about you…"

Dave's lip twitched, but he kept his temper check. "I don't give a damn what he said about me. I do care though, what he said about you. And that he deliberately tried to taint this day with his jealousy." Gently his thumb stroked her cheek. "I can take care of this Jen, if you let me."

JJ shook her head. "Dave, I can't let you get involved. This is between me and Will."

"No, this is about you and Henry. Take the fucking handcuffs off me, Jennifer, and let me take care of this. Let me help you."

For a long time the only sound in the room was heavy breathing. Gently, JJ tried to break away, but Dave held her tight. "Dave…I have to finish cleaning."

"Cara, the cleaning is done for the night. Put the bag down and relax." Taking the bag from her hand, he set it on the floor. Then he wrapped her in his arms. "Let me show you how I feel about you now that no one is around."

Lowering his mouth to hers, he wasn't trying to be gentle as his tongue invaded her mouth and searched for hers. Hungrily he mated their tongues together as he gathered her closer. He pressed her body to his and relished in her curves.

"Dave," JJ murmured against his mouth as his hands began to unbutton her blouse.

"Let me take care of you. Please for once let someone take control."

She couldn't think. She could barely breathe. Her body yearned for human touch and comfort. For so long she had tried to be strong for her co-workers and her son. However, lately it seemed the more she tried to be strong, the heavier the world on her shoulders became. She wanted to love and be loved, but she was afraid. Afraid to give into her desires and wants. Afraid to let loose. But Dave was willing to take it from her. He was going to take the weight from her shoulders. All she had to do was let go.

Moving his lips from hers, Dave trailed along her jaw line to the erratic beating pulse in her neck. "Give in, Jen. Let me love you."

Cupping his face in her hands, JJ covered his mouth with hers and kissed him with all the passion she was feeling. Opening her mouth to deepen their kiss, she tried to devour him as her body pressed against his and let him know that she wanted him.

Dave didn't have to be told twice. Picking her up in his arms, he held her close as he carried her from the room and turned off the lights behind them. In the darkened hallway, he kissed her again as his hand fumbled for the knob on her bedroom door. Opening it, he set her down and slowly began to make love to her mouth. So sweet, so soft, so desirable, she deserved to be loved and he wanted to be the man to love her.

As his hands reached for her slacks, JJ pulled back. "I have to go check on Henry. I'll be back." She kissed him to seal her promise. Stepping out of the room, she ducked into her son's room. A quick check that he was deeply asleep and doing alright, she breathed a sigh of relief. A gentle kiss on his forehead, she reached down and removed the Robo-Sapien from his grasp. Placing it on the nightstand, she looked at her angel. A rhythmic thumping caught her attention. "Hello, Mudgie. You take care of him, okay?"

His answer was more tail thumping. JJ scratched his head. Straightening up, she moved out of the room and quietly closed the door behind her.

The lights were out in her room, but soft moonlight peaked thru the window to cast a glow to help her make out the figure on her bed. Swallowing hard, she averted her eyes. "Dave, are you…?" Dave Rossi was in her bed. Naked. Waiting for her. Her! Just the thought was enough to send a tingle thru her body.

"I got ready for bed. I think you should do the same," he replied persuasively. "Come to bed, Jen."

With trembling fingers, JJ unbuttoned her blouse and let the material slide down her arms to fall to the floor. She could hear Dave draw in a sharp breath as the moonlight revealed that she wasn't wearing a bra. With more bravery than she actually felt, her hands unsnapped the catch and zipper on her slacks and let it pool around her feet. As her fingers reached for the elastic on her scant panties, Dave cleared his throat.

"Leave them on. Come here." He reached for her and she went willingly into his arms. Pulling her head down to his, he kissed her as his hands entwined in her hair to draw her closer. He needed her so badly. He yearned to be one with her, but he knew he had to let her take charge. It was all about earning her trust.

As her mouth moved against his, Dave could feel her hesitancy. She was holding back. Not anymore. He loved her and it was time she start taking charge in her life. Starting tonight. Taking her hand in his, he guided her down to his desire for her. Gasping against his mouth, JJ tried to pull her thoughts together as Dave wrapped her hand around him.

"Dave…"

"Touch me, Cara. Do everything you have ever dreamed of. Have your way with me. Make me yours," he replied thickly as her hand timidly stroked him. "Love me, Jen."

JJ thought her heart was going to jump out of her chest at his words. Was this real? Was her hand really touching him? Was he asking her to love him? Oh God! She didn't want to screw this up.

"Dave…" she pleaded. "I can't. What if I…?" The memory of Will's parting words came back to haunt.

"Jennifer, I have faith in you. Nothing you do will be wrong. Trust me." His eyes met hers. "Trust yourself."

Kissing him quickly, her mouth moved from his lips down his neck to his chest - the broad chest she had wondered on more than one occasion what it would feel like to touch. Now, here she was with her hands on him, her fingers stroking him, and breathing in his strong masculine scent. Finding his nipple, her mouth drew him in and heard his gasp.

Her mouth teased and loved him until she heard him breathe her name. Moving over to the other nipple, she gave equal attention while Dave's hands weaved thru her hair. She was making him crazy and she took pleasure from it. Moving downward, her lips made a path to his belly button to his desire. For years she'd wondered if all the stories she had heard were trie, but now she could see for herself that there was more truth than fiction to the legend of Dave Rossi.

It was real. It was happening. There was no turning back.

Darting her tongue out, she touched him and felt him jerk. He wanted her. She could feel it. Opening her mouth, she took him inside and began loving him.

Dave thought he was losing his mind as JJ's mouth and tongue stroked him in ways no other woman ever had. He wasn't sure how she knew exactly where to touch him, but each stroke of her mouth and fingers against him pushed him closer to the edge of return. She was an angel, her mouth was heaven, and if he were to die right now, he would go being the happiest man on earth.

With each stroke, she took him deeper into her mouth and relished in knowing she was making him crazy. Good. He had been driving her crazy for so long - even before Will was a part of her life. She shook her head. This wasn't about him. This was about her and Dave. Greedily she feasted on him and begged him to release, but he had other ideas.

"I need to feel you, Cara. Let me touch you. Please." Dave Rossi never begged for anything, but he wasn't above throwing his pride out the window if it meant saving his life.

Straightening up, Jen stood beside the bed and let Dave's hands roam her body. Moaning, she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. Electricity coursed thru her body as his hands stroked her breasts and trailed down to the v between her thighs. Ducking his fingers under her panties, he brushed over her amber curls and delight in the way her body arched against his hand.

Hot, wet, and pulsing, Dave moved his fingers against her clit. Automatically her hips moved in cadence to his touch. Daringly, he inserted a finger into her tight core and nearly lost control as her body gripped him. Thrusting gently, he tried to bring her to the edge of insanity. Her short breaths and low moans let him know that he was breaking down another wall.

JJ couldn't think. She had been touched before, but never like how Dave was touching her now. Expert, knowing fingers begged her to follow his lead. So badly, she wanted to let go. But could she? Could…? Oh God! Her body suddenly contracted around Dave's fingers and drew him deeper as wave after wave of release coursed thru her. Crying out his name, she put her hand on his shoulder to brace herself as her body let go.

Trying to catch her breath, JJ looked at the man who had done this to her. It was a fact that Dave Rossi was the devil in the body of an FBI agent. Oh God! Was this really happening?

"Come here, Jen," Dave offered as he drew the scant material of her panties down her legs. Pulling her over on to the bed to straddle him, Dave's body arched up to find hers. "I need you, Jen. I need to be inside you."

Unsure, JJ looked at the man lying under her and wondered what to do. She wanted him more than any man she had ever been with before. But…

"Now, Jennifer," Dave whispered as the need for her threatened to rip him in two.

That's all it took. Lifting her hips, she positioned herself over him, then slowly she settled down and sheathed him in her tight, wet, heat. As he filled her, JJ tried to catch her breath as her body adjusted to his size and length. Oh God, this was real, her mind screamed. She was one with Dave. This was really happening.

It took every bit of control on Dave's part to not claim her on the spot as her body enveloped him. He had dreamed of what it would be like to be inside of her, but now that it was really happening, he knew his fantasies hadn't even come close to the reality of being one with her. Resting his hands on her hips, he held her still as he tried to gather his control. Deep breath, then another, now he was ready.

Lifting his hips, he pushed deeper inside and felt her velvet walls grab hold of him. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take, but until JJ let go, he was going to have to hold on and hold back. Pulling out, he pushed back in and tied to set a rhythm she could follow.

JJ felt him move inside of her then pull out and push back in. She felt his hips undulate under hers as he set the pace. Giving in, she joined him and matched him thrust for thrust. Lifting her hips, she pulled him out before settling back down. At his groan, she did it again. He had given her power over him, and she was using it to her advantage to drive him crazy.

Moving her hips faster, she dared him to keep up. She was taking charge and it felt good. His thrusts became more determined as she rode him and controlled his body so it was at her beck and call. And she delighted in it. For once in her life she was truly making love to a man who had no problem with her being on top.

Slowly she felt her body begin to tighten as pleasure spread through out and beckoned her toward release. But she couldn't give in. It would be a sign of weakness and Dave Rossi could never see her that way. Her body contracted against her wishes and begged to let go. Fighting it, she slowed her pace. She couldn't do it any longer.

Dave felt JJ pulling back and going back behind the wall he had almost torn down. No! His mind screamed as her thrusts slowed down. She needed this release more than she could ever understand. He wondered what was happening in her mind to want to throw it all out the window at the last minute.

He wasn't going to let it happen. Not now when she was so close. Raising a hand to her breast, he cupped her soft white mound, rolled the rock hard nipple between his thumb and finger, and took pleasure in her moans as she arched against him. Then with his other hand, he pressed his thumb against her clit as his hips pulled back and thrust deeply into her.

"Dave!" JJ cried out as her body convulsed against him. He was causing her to lose control. He was pushing her over the edge faster and harder with each thrust. And her body was betraying her. It was taking his body, holding it, caressing it, and demanding more. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening…

Too late. Her orgasm threatened to destroy her, and she tried to hold back. But it was no use.

"Give in, Jen. Let go, Cara. Let it go."

"I can't," she sobbed, but her orgasm was so close. All she had to do was give in.

"Let it go. Please," Dave whispered. Pulling her head down, he kissed her hard and deep, his tongue quickly mated with hers. Then with one delicious thrust, he went deeper than even he thought possible, and in one instant, he felt his orgasm overwhelm him.

It was too much, JJ thought as Dave thrust deep into her. Too fast...Oh God! The pleasure and pain of her orgasm tore thru her body and convulsed her stronger and harder than anything she had ever experienced in her life. Wave after wave of release shook her body as she barely registered Dave pouring himself deep inside of her.

Coming slowly back to earth, JJ realized she was lying on Dave's chest and his hands were gently stroking her hair. Something wet was on her cheeks. Reaching up, she recognized the wetness as tears. She was crying.

Feeling Dave's arms go around her, JJ felt the warmth and security he offered her. Did she dare take it?

"I have you, Cara. It's okay. I'm not going to leave you," he assured softly in her ear.

While Dave held her tight, for the first time in her life, JJ did as she was told. And let it go.