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Barbara sighed as David kissed her and then Pen. He was going in another case. She could not stand it any longer.
Making a small suitcase for her and Pen, she knew it would be too low, but she would lie for Penelope's sake.
- My angel. Barbara knelt in front of Penelope. "I have horrible news about your father. He suffered an accident on the road and died.
"No." Penelope hugged her mother. "No, Mother. Say it's a lie.
- I know, Angel. She kissed his hair. "Come on, I'm going to take you to Grandma's house and i come and take care of all the funeral arrangements."
Pen wept all the way to her grandmother. She ran upstairs as soon as they entered and threw herself on the bed.
"Why would I tell her that, my child?" Barbara's mother asked. "Why not tell the truth?"
"Her father only cares about those damn cases." Barbara shouted. "At least she will know that her father is in heaven."
Barbara left and took care of all the divorce papers before disappearing completely.
She left the key of the house under the table, picked up one of Pen's paintings and left the rest. From now on, she would be Penelope Cullen, for all intents and purposes.
Closing that part of her life, Barbara wrote a goodbye letter and left.
She did not want to live any longer. Not with him.
Now...
"And she told me for many years that you were dead." Pen finished counting. "I did not know who you were anymore, because Emilio took his part.
- I know honey. Rossi grinned. "And I've never stopped following your life."
She laughed. She knew what he meant.
1997 ...
CalTech ...
"So the great David Rossi decided to give a talk to the mortals?" "Pen at age 17 asked. - They know that the guy is a loaf, right?
- A bread? "One of your colleagues asked. - What does that mean?
"Someone handsome and good. Penelope explained. "It's not exactly an American expression."
"I would not call my boyfriend on bread. Liddy laughed. "Maybe jujube or candy."
- Oh, my God, Liddy. Pen sat in the audience. "I heard he worked at the FBI. That means he carries a gun.
- Silence! The headmistress interrupted. - Thanks to all those present. Our keynote speaker, David Rossi, is here to talk about profiling techniques. The man with him is Aaron Hotchner.
Rossi looked directly at Penelope. He forced Hotch to put him on the school agenda. He knew she would be here.
Thank you all. Hotch nudged him to look at everyone. "Do any of you know what a profile analyst is?
They talked for twenty minutes until time was up. Pen lined up for an autograph.
- Who do I sign for? He smiled when she was in front of him. - Then?
- Penelope Garcia. She gave her girlish smile. "I'm your fan, Mr. Rossi.
He looked at her for a few seconds. The urge he had to say to call him father was immense, but he forced her to say something minor.
- Call me Dave. - He signed. "Thank you for coming, Miss Penelope."
They shook hands and she left.
"You'll have to tell her." Hotch looked somber. "I can not let you make me do it every time."
- I know, Aaron. Rossi sighed. But she did not even know who I was.
- Come on Dave. Hotch pulled him. Time to have some drinks.
Now...
The memory made them smile. Penelope remembered the tea and took it, even though it was completely cold.
- I thought I knew you. Pen said, startling Rossi. "But my mother said my father was dead.
- I'm not. Rossi sighed. "And I missed you."
Everyone sighed outside. Rossi looked in the sky with Pen and finally letting go of the truth. Maybe now things would be different.
Reid had taken the remaining day off. He needed to talk to Anne and boost their relationship.
The house was in complete silence as he entered. Generally, she was watching television at that time. He took off his vest and placed his purse on the couch.
Striding to the bedroom, he opened the door. He needed to breathe and hold himself. Anne was there, naked in front of her, as if she wanted the same thing.
Taking him by the collar, she carried him to the bed, always kissing her lips. She pulled his shirt over his shoulders and pulled the belt from his pants.
They fell with a thud on the floor, revealing a chess underwear. Anne was feeling on cloud nine with Spencer.
Putting her hand on her underwear, she caught hold of his already hard cock. Beginning to pump her masculinity, she watched as Reid melted in his arms.
He found her core wet and began to caress, trying to return to sensuality in the air. Reid made her walk backwards and fall back on the bed again. He on top of her. Lowering her underwear, he penetrated her with two fingers, making her scream in an amazing orgasm.
Words were not on there at that moment. The intimate air in the air was what was needed.
Replacing his fingers, he began to penetrate Anne with his cock.
Oh, Spencer. She moaned. - More please.
- Calmly. "He has penetrated her completely now. - Is ready?
"As ready as that filthy coffee you like." She screamed as he began to move. - Oh my God. Yes, yes, please.
He moved faster, making her toss her head back and moan. He looked like a pro at it.
"Come to me, baby. Reid kissed her neck. - Come to me.
"Reid ..." She saw black in front of her. - Spencer!
She screamed as she climaxed. He arrived just inside her. Falling on the bed, sweaty and worn, Reid began to smile.
He would have to pay Morgan for every second he got with Pen and consequently met Anne.
Rolling to her side, he kissed her. He loved her like no other woman in his life.
- Glad you came. Anne finally spoke. - I missed you.
- My lack? Spencer caught her under it. Or lack of my body?
- Both. She rolled up a sheet. "I was not kidding about coffee." He is horrible.
Reid smiled. He had to agree with her. The coffee was awful, but he liked it anyway.
"We never talked about ... you know." He pointed at her belly. - Children.
- I want to have kids. Anne looked panicky. - You do not want?
- My love. He brought her into his arms. "With you I would have many."
- That's nice. - She laughed. "Because we do not use protection today.
He kissed her back and they made love again. Reid loved this girl.