#Scenic Sunday – Uh Oh – Your character wakes to a silent world| Rating: T | Genre: Humour
Rossi woke up to silence.
He blinked, the antics of last night flooding back to him.
Fuck.
Throwing his bedclothes back and scrabbling out of bed (which he didn't remember falling asleep in), he started to rush downstairs only to remember how many people who were actually in his house. Or, more specifically, who.
He immediately abandoned his plan to rush around check on everything and started to creep carefully down the stairs.
His progress was halted only four steps down. Mainly due to the long blonde hair draped over the next three steps. He knelt down to check that the BAU's media liaison was not hurt. Thankfully, she wasn't. Though, she was hugging the railings of his banisters very tightly despite her current unconscious status.
Rossi vaguely remembered her taunting an arguing Morgan and Prentiss by lobbing olives at them. He brushed her cheek gently as he draped her hair closer to her, marvelling at the lack of tension that was normally seen when dealing with the media.
He edged round her carefully and continued down the stairs. Surprise, surprise, the next of his team he came across was none other than Prentiss and Morgan. They had entangled themselves in each other, hugging close, Emily's head on Morgan's chest and his arm draped protectively over her while he snored, breaking the silence.
Snorting at his two favourite idiots, Rossi continued to pad softly into his kitchen. Coffee will help.
Thankfully all is normal and peaceful in the kitchen, his coffee machine making too much noise in it. He hopes it doesn't wake anyone up, not prepared for the relative peace to break quite yet.
Curiosity gets to him, wondering where his final two team members are, before he finishes his damn coffee. Sighing heavily, he pushes his wondrous caffeinated mixture aside and goes agent hunting.
He sees Aaron next, sitting stiffly upright in an armchair not even completely relaxed in his sleep. Rossi couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he would poke the team lead… One look at Aaron's, for once peaceful, face make him ignore that train of thought and to continue hunting for their resident genius. The one member of his team that Rossi was terrified to leave unsupervised. Who knows what injuries the kid could give himself when passed out?
A frantic fifteen minutes later and Rossi thankfully found the kid wrapped around a stack of books in his library and an empty beer bottle tipped over (thankfully empty). Twitchy and hyper alert even in his sleep Reid wakes to Rossi's heavy footsteps.
"Bwah?" was his intelligent mumble, childishly rubbing sleep from his eyes with both fists.
"Coffee that-a-way" Rossi points in the direction of the kitchen and Reid obediently follows, only stumbling a bit.
Sighing heavily at the loss of peace for the next few hours, Rossi follows to prepare breakfast. Only he was too slow to stop –
CRASH
Rossi darted out the door to see Reid on top of Morgan and Prentiss with Morgan swearing and Prentiss issuing threats in at least three different languages, none of them English. He really hoped the kid didn't know Italian…
Prentiss managed to untangle herself and was advancing on the still half-asleep kid.
Uh oh.
