Dave was just getting back from the case and it was one of the longest they had had that year. Running well over a week's time. It was Thursday and he couldn't wait to go home and see two of his favorite people in the world. Stella and Mudgie. Dave walked through the door to find Kelly and Stella sitting on the couch and Mudgie rushing over to greet him.

"Hi Daddy." Stella jumped up from the couch and came to hug and kiss her father's cheek. Kelly got up and walked over to stand in front of Dave. She swallowed and took a deep breath.

"'Ello Mi'ter Rowsi." she said to him. Dave waved and smiled. "No Dad she can hear you now say hi." Stella told him. "Hello Kelly." Dave told her. Kelly smiled. When Kelly went home a few hours later. "I get the next few days off." Dave told Stella. "Cool. I'll be working. I've already asked for time at the end of August so I can't take anymore. Which means you can have the house to yourself the next few days." Stella smiled.

Dave thought to himself a moment and then thought of Janet. They could sit and watch a movie. Maybe Dave could cook dinner this time. He called her up and they set a date for the Friday. And early dinner starting at four.

Friday came rolling around and Stella was on her way home from work. By the time she got off the bus and had walked to the front door it was seven something. Stella turned her key in the lock and pushed the door open and stopped in the door. "Oh my god." She shouted as she covered her eyes.

Dave was somewhat entangled with Janet on the couch. Janet missing her shirt and he skirt had been pushed up her thighs while her father didn't have a shirt on. "Damn." Dave hissed. Stella slammed the door shut and started walking away. She continually repeated inside her head 'it burns' in any way that a teenager would when they find their parent in such a way.

Stella didn't come back for a whole hour. When she did Dave was sitting on the couch waiting for her. "So how was work?" He asked. "Fine." Stella didn't take her usual place on the couch next to her father. She took the large armchair instead. "Stella I'm so-"

"No. Don't you dare. Drop it the sooner I can burn my eyes the better. Better yet maybe I can lose my memory again." Stella said.

"Stella be serious." Dave said.

"Serious? Daddy I came home and found you on the couch about to shag the woman. I have to sit on that couch you know." Stella said. "Next thing I know you'll be trying to give me The Talk."

"Well you see when a man and a woman-"

"Just stop. These words are not coming out of your mouth. If memory serves me correctly mom gave me that talk I don't want it twice. Especially after seeing my father hugged up on the couch. Spare me." Stella got up and ran for her room hands over her ears chanting "Lalalalalalala." as she went.

Stella came out of her room the next morning and when she saw Dave standing in the kitchen she avoided his eyes. "Stella you can't still be mad at me." Dave told her.

"Who's mad? I'm not mad. I'm just trying to get over the fact that my father was about to shag on the couch where his daughter and his daughter's best friend sit. Are you mad? Don't answer that this is a done conversation." Stella had a deep blush on her face.

Dave and Stella left it alone at that. He needed to plan that out better next time. Few more weeks Stella would be off in Vermont. She'd be fine with her friends. Each had offered up residence for her stay. Stella had the day off and went to work with her father. She sat at one of the empty desks in the bullpen. Rossi was in his office catching up on some of his paper work. Morgan was taking a few minutes to flirt with a woman who had wandered into the bullpen.

"The Sahara desert is a rather mysteries place don't you think?" He smiled at the woman.

THWAT

"So many wonders the Sahara desert holds." he continued.

THWAT

"Did you know that Sahara desert-"

THWAT

"Who keeps making that sound?" Hotch asked coming out of his room.

"I'm just telling this lovely lady here a few facts about the Sahara de-"

"Oh for the love of God! One more time Derrick Morgan and I swear to you I will throw something heavy at your skull." Stella threatened him. Rossi came out of his office after hearing Stella's out burst. "What are you doing to my kid?" He looked at not only Stella's face but Reid's as well for they both had matching red marks.

"I was only talking about the Sahara desert."

THWAT

"Morgan Sahara means desert. You keep saying desert. Shut up." Reid went off.

The woman Morgan had been talking too had already left. "But the guy who was talking about in the documentary said Sahara desert, desert."

SMACK

Stella smiled as Morgan hunched over clutching his now aching head. "Stella was that necessary?" Dave looked at his daughter. "Yes. Yes it was? Don't give me that look. You would have found it annoying to if you actually had to listen to him." Stella told her father who was staring at her red forehead.

"Stop beating away your brain cells." Dave told her. "Morgan knock it off." Dave told him. Morgan had a mouse shaped mark on his head. Both Reid and Stella smiled.

Stella sat in her room playing her guitar. It was to hot to do much else. Mudgie saw lay out on the floor watching her play and sing every word to each song. She had another week and a half before she had to have everything ready to go for her trip.

Dad: how you holding up?

Stella: I'm held up in my room. Mudgie is in here with me.

Dad: okay. Might be home a bit early.

Stella: okay. Did the BAU cooling system short out again?

Dad: you are a mind reader.

Stella: :) going to take a nap. Night, night.

Dad: good night kiddo.

Dave came home to find Stella fast asleep on her bed her laptop was open in front of her. Dave shook his head and walked over to her bed and closed the laptop and put it at her desk. Mudgie looked up at him. "Go back to sleep." he whispered.

Mudgie whined at him. "You staying here or coming with me?" Mudgie looked at Stella and lay back down. "Okay." Dave walked into his own room happy that Stella turned on his AC. He found his camera and walked back into her room. Snapping a quick picture to use as black mail in the future he went back to his room with a smile.

"Stella came down stairs a bit later looking for something to eat. Dave stood in the kitchen making him a sandwich. "Give me the camera." She said. "What are you talking about?" Dave looked at her.

"Don't try to lay Dad. Give me the camera I know you snapped a picture of me passed out. I was too lazy to get up earlier." She told him.

"I still don't know what you're talking about." Dave tried to hide his smile.

"Don't even go there. I'm your daughter and if you can tell if I'm lying then you know I can tell when you is where is that bloody camera." Stella glared at him. "All right. On top of the fridge." Dave told her.

"I win." Stella walked out of the room with the camera. Dave feed a bit of ham to Mudgie. "To bad she doesn't know there are copies. Shh don't tell anyone." Dave laughed to himself.