Dave is down in New Orleans to confront Will and to give him an option or two…or three, to bow out of JJ and Henry's lives. Can Will do the wise thing and take the offer or does he try to take on the man willing to fight to the death for the ones he loves? I am not sure this chapter is going to be what some people were hoping, but from my point of view, Dave IS the better man and has nothing to prove to Will, so losing control wouldn't achieve anything. Please let me know if you liked this chapter.

Look What Love's Revealing

New Orleans, LA

"I don't care what his lawyer says, the bust went down fair and square," Will La Montange barked into the receiver. "No shit he got tazed; we have dash cam video of your client trying to stab an undercover police officer after the bust." Will wrote something down. "Really? Well get him cleaned up because I'll be seeing the both of you in court." The phone was slammed down in anger.

Two detectives and one cop were on leave pending an investigation by IA for allegations of police brutality. And one other cop was in the hospital from knife wounds from the same bust. Could his day get any worse? Draining the last of his coffee which had grown cold, Will sat back in his chair and groaned.

A knock on the door caused him to look up.

"Will? You got a moment?" Captain Gil Byers asked as he stuck his head inside.

"Sure. What's up?"

"A friend of yours is here to see you."

Will gave Gil a confused smile. "A friend…" His words were cut off as Dave Rossi swept in. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you." Dave replied simply.

"I have nothing to say to you," Will growled. "Gil, get him the hell out of here!"

"Sorry Will, but I think it might be best for you to hear Agent Rossi out."

"Whatever needs to be said is between me and JJ; not this…fucking thug."

"Well, it's nice to know that you don't reserve that kind of language for JJ and Henry alone." Dave sat down across from Will.

"Get out of my office before I call Quantico and tell them that you are harassing me."

"Will, I didn't come here to fight you; I think we call settle this like men." Dave sized up his opponent and realized that it wouldn't take much to nail the son of a bitch, he just had to bide his time.

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Good; that will make it easier for me to tell you what you are going to do."

"Listen you Italian…"

Dave cocked his head. "I could have sworn you said you had nothing to say to me. I'll give you the floor to clear the air." He checked his watch and counted down the long seconds. Will glared in response. "Okay. Now the floor is all mine. I heard what you said to JJ. And to say that I'm very unhappy with it would be an understatement. Now I am here to tell you that if you ever talk to her like that again, I will not only kick your ass, I will show you exactly what this bastard mobster is capable of doing."

Will felt his cheeks grow warm. He looked to his captain for support and found none.

"You are no longer a part of JJ's life," Dave continued, his tone deadly serious. "You walked out on her. If she wants to kiss me, that is none of your fucking business. If she's sleeping with me…well, that too is none of your fucking business. How your son is being affected by everything should be the thing you're interested in; not what your ex is doing." Dave's voice dropped lower as his glare froze Will in place.

"See Will, you made a mistake…a BIG mistake. You not only decided to insult JJ in front of me, but you insulted her in front of Henry. Your son heard you call her a fucking whore. Now tell me why you would think I might have a problem with that? Go ahead and tell me to my face everything you told her on the phone. Because you see Will, Henry hit the speaker button and broadcast your voice for everyone to hear."

Dave waited for Will to reply but nothing came.

"What's wrong Will? You can only be a bastard to JJ? Come on; give me your best shot."

Will looked at Dave then Gil. "Gil, are you going to let him get away with this?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Detective. I think it might be best though if you hear the man out."

Dave reached into his coat pocket and pulled out two pieces of paper. Laying them on the desk, he leaned back.

"What is this?" Will asked.

"Your options to choose from. The one on your right is a request for back child support. The one on your left is to relinquish your rights to Henry."

"The hell I am going to give you my son to raise!"

"Detective," Gil began, "you might want to lower that tone."

Dave gave a smirk. "You see Will, I don't really believe you because you have yet to pay JJ any child support."

"I've given her…"

Dave lifted his forefinger and interrupted Will's spiel. "You know the best thing about running with the Gambino Family? They taught me how to spot bullshit from a mile away." He templed his fingers. "You have made so many mistakes that it's difficult for me to know where exactly to begin."

"Don't think you can fucking intimidate me thru your bullshit profiling techniques." Will felt himself begin to sweat, but he wasn't about to give Dave and Gil the satisfaction that they had gotten to him.

"Profiling only works if I am trying to get information from you; I have the information. I know that you haven't paid JJ any support for nearly nine months. I know that she asked for money to help cover expenses for Henry's birthday and day care and you told her you were strapped for cash."

Gil crossed his arms over his chest. "Is that true Will?"

Will swallowed hard. "Yes."

"But I'm here to make sure that doesn't happen again."

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Will asked.

"I'm the man who loves JJ and Henry and will do everything in my power to make sure that they never lose another minute of sleep after being verbally abused by you. See, Will, I've done my own investigating and I've uncovered a few secrets I don't think you want to come to light."

"I don't believe you."

Dave's tone got smoother as his confidence rose. He had his prey right where he wanted him. Reaching into his coat pocket he pulled out his little notebook. Flipping it open, he glanced down briefly and then upward.

"Care to tell me who Lorraine Adams is? Or why she had JJ's home phone number on her cell phone? Actually why she had JJ's number on her speed dial?"

Will looked at Dave then at Gil.

Gil leveled a look full of disdain. "Yes, Detective, I too am very interested in hearing your answer."

"She was helping me with a case."

Dave cocked his head and raised his eyebrow. "That would explain why she called you at two in the morning when JJ was out of town." Scanning the list, Dave spoke again. "How about Tiffany Decatur? Or Charly Dimwit."

"Dewitt," Will hastily corrected and mentally kicked himself. Damnit! He had fallen into that son of a bitch's trap. "That doesn't mean anything."

Dave closed his notebook. "There are two things you need to remember if you are going to carry on affairs under the nose of a child; one: Lock your bedroom door. Kids have the damndest timing of walking in and pulling the covers back when you least expect it. And two: When cleaning up after your indiscretions, you might want to check that area between the headboard and wall for stray condom wrappers. As a detective you should know that it's not necessarily the act committed during the crime that gets the perps caught, but the acts committed afterward."

Will couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. This wasn't happening. Nervously he picked up the pen and started clicking it. So David Rossi thought he had him cornered. He'd show him who was the smarter of the two. Just stay cool Will.

"Circumstantial evidence. That's all you have Agent Rossi and Lord knows that not enough to hold up under even the weakest cross-examination. So a door was unlocked and there were stray condom wrappers. JJ and I never locked our door and we practiced safe sex. With her schedule, we couldn't risk another child."

Dave nodded. "I found out the hard way that if you aren't used to locking a door, you tend to forget to lock a door. I should know because Henry caught me…and I'm willing to guess that he caught you with one of your mistresses. As for the condoms…JJ confided that you and she stopped having sex six months after Henry arrived, so why would you need to use protection from an unwanted pregnancy?"

The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife as Will's eyes darted from Dave to Gil and back. Licking his lips, he tried to think of a logical response.

Dave stood up. "I think it's best that you sign one of these documents or else I'm going to have to implement the third option."

His fists clenched tightly, his face a red mask of anger and embarrassment, Will slowly came around the desk toward Dave. "Listen to me you arrogant bastard, I'm not signing anything. You can take those pieces of paper and shove them up your Italian ass. And you can tell JJ that I will be petitioning for full custody of Henry first thing tomorrow morning. I'll be damned if I'm going to let my son be raised by a whore and a mob-"

Will's comment was cut off as he lurched forward unexpectedly. Before he could recover, Dave grabbed him by the front of his shirt, spun him around, and slammed him against the wall. Feeling the air get knocked out of his lungs, Will coughed hard as he tried to gather his wits.

Looking up, he saw Dave Rossi's face just mere inches from his, Dave's warm breath was tinged with peppermint and mouthwash. His eyes were narrowed into slits that showed gleaming black orbs and danger exuded from him- wrapping around Will- letting him know that he was cornered; there was no escape.

"I warned you that if you didn't sign one of those papers I would implement option three which is me kicking your ass. You forget Will that I'm not a woman and I'm not intimidated by psychological bullshit. Your days of bullying JJ are over. Do you understand me?" Dave's tone was low, dark, and dangerous. His grip on Will's shirt tightened as he glanced down and saw that Will's feet were about an inch off the ground.

Dave continued. "You don't scare me. You don't frighten me. And you sure as hell don't intimidate me. I am going to marry JJ, and Henry will be my son regardless of what you sign or don't sign. Personally, I would love to see you stand in front of a judge and plead your case. Did you know that there is interest on back child support payments? So, that might not be wise because after interest and court and lawyer fees- yours and JJ's- you might actually be broke."

Dave's breathing came out even and steady while Will's was shaky and laboured.

"I'll give you a little information and if you choose to use it, then so much the better for you. You will always be Henry's father. No amount of paperwork or court decision is going to change the fact that your DNA makes up half of that wonderful little boy any man except you would be willing to claim as his own. I can marry JJ and raise Henry to be none the wiser about you, but he'll know. A son knows his father and knows when that part of him is gone. But if you're going to be gone, make it a clean break; don't use that little boy because you don't have the balls to make it work with his mother."

For a long moment, Dave stared into Will's eyes. He saw the hesitation, the fear, the anger…and then the concession. He had won.

"So which option is it going to be? One, two…" Dave licked his lips with anticipation. "Or three?"

Will considered fighting back. He considered breaking loose and going after Dave. He had that right- after all the man had barged into his office and threatened him with violence- and then physically assaulted him. A sideways glance at his captain gave him a little hope. Gil had seen everything and would make a good reliable witness for the report.

"Captain, do you see what he is doing?" Will spoke up, his voice cracking.

Gil looked back. "I'm sorry Detective, I saw you approach Agent Rossi and then you tripped. He was only helping you back on your feet. But I would suggest that you pick an option…quickly."

Will closed his eyes. "Let me go and I will sign anything you want." Dave dropped his grip and stepped back.

Walking over to the desk Will picked up both pieces of paper and glanced at them. Setting one down, he quickly signed it. Handing it over to Dave, his hand trembled slightly, but his eyes blazed fire. "There you go; consider it a wedding present. Now get the hell out of my office and don't let me see your face, or hers, again."

Dave flicked his eyes downward. Just as he thought. "On behalf of Henry, let me say thank you."

Will ignored him and sat down at the desk. He was lost in thought as he tried to process the events that had just transpired.

Quietly, Dave and Gil walked to the door. As he stepped outside, Dave turned around and looked at Will.

"The next time you want to advance on someone without them knowing you're coming, unclench your fists. The worst thing you can do is show weakness to your opponent."

Then he closed the door behind him.