hey there! ho there! how do you do? This is DavRin saying im a loser when it comes to updating.. still, if anyone is still hanging on for this.. here's a treat. lemme know what you guys think. lotsa love...

"Morgan, tell me that is not Chief Strauss's car.''

''No sense of foolin yah baby girl, its her's..Come on and let's get this over with.''

Morgan and Garcia huddled together outside Rossi's house.

"What are you two doing here?"

David stood unbelieving that Morgan and Garcia chose tonight of all nights to give house calls.

"Never you mind, come on in…"

"Dave man, we…we need to talk to you about Reid"

Of course, David thought, Garcia would know this kind of things and it only makes sense that she'd tell Derek.

''Hang on, Erin's upstairs I'll call her. Just…''

''Uh, Rossi if this is a bad time we'll just come back when you're not..You're not.. uhmm. Busy.''

''What?''

Realization dawned on him, the awkward look on her face and the goofy smile plastered on Morgan's face..

''Look, Erin's not here so that we can fool around, She's here because we took Reid on our wing to take care of him.. We know he's sick.. just hang on. Wait here.''

As soon as David was out of hearing, Morgan grabbed Garcia's hands.

"Baby girl, I have an idea. Now, it's clear that both Dave and Strauss know about Reid. Why don't we just let them believe it for a while.''

Penelope looked mortified..

''What is wrong with you Derek Morgan? Let them believe that Reid's dying? That's awful.''

''Well yeah. But look at it on the bright side. Reid gets to be taken care of and he'd finally have that leave that we've been pushing him to take PLUS we play cupid on Rossi and Strauss while they play mommy and daddy to boy genius..''

Garcia thought for a moment and then she looked apprehensive.

''if you put it that way, it doesn't sound bad at all.''

Rossi descended from the stairs closely followed by a bare footed, messy haired, homely warm looking Erin Strauss, suddenly, Penelope felt justified. They are good for each other.

''Evening ma'am.''

''No maam's outside the office agent Morgan. Please call me Erin.''

''Then it's Derek for you too, Erin.''

Though the subject to be breached is something awful, Erin felt a warm glowing from inside her chest after finally letting her mask down around the members of the A team.

''Uhhmm, I'm not sure if the niceties is extended to me, but please call me Penelope, ma'am.''

For the first time, Garcia saw the sweetest smile that she has ever seen on Erin's face.

''please, call me Erin too, don't just stand there Dave, get them something to drink.''

''One would think that you own the place by bossing me around Erin.''

''Just go and get them something please, it'd be a shame to wrung your neck with guests around.''

''I'm a slave in my own house..''

David grumbled on his way to the kitchen.

''If you don't mind me saying, Erin.. it's good to see Rossi being bossed around.''

Though the statement was delivered a bit awkwardly the collective laughs that followed it surely did cure the uneasy atmosphere.

As soon as Dave returned with wine for the visitors, they all fell very serious.

''we gathered that you two also knows about Reid's situation?"

"Uh yeah and we headed over here because we know Dave would know what to do."

Morgan looked solemn while staring up at Erin.

Garcia knew this is wrong and that the woman would have their eyeballs out when she'd find out that they are lying about Reid, but they are already knee deep into the whole fiasco to back out now.

''but, seeing that you know too, we are comfortable that you guys can take care of him together. Not that we don't trust you Dave…''

''yeah thanks a lot Morgan.''

David spat sarcastically.

''Leave him alone Rossi..''

''Yeah go on Erin, bask in the thought of my colleagues not trusting my ability of being a caretaker.''

''You're such a pain in the ass, you know that?"

"yeah well you are too.''

Morgan and Garcia saw that as the cue to exit. Clearly, this will be an interesting week.

Except when this would all be clear that there has been a huge misunderstanding.

May God Bless AMERICA.

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"Erin?"

Erin looked up, tearing her eyes away from the bourbon resting on her lap. She gazed on the wide lawn on David's porch looking towards the street just beyond the wooden white fence.

"Hey Cruella.."

David took his time watching Erin's silhouette mentally shaking his hands for the brilliant garden lighting casting a warm glow and highlighting the right half of her face. The lines, subtle and sweet. Her breathing slow and dragging almost languid, her eyes hidden behind the fluttering lashes. Oh Lord. Night now Dave, he scolded his stupid Italian heart.

Erin didn't budge, not having the strength to engage in another battle with David, he can call her anything he wants. She just needs to dull her senses with the bourbon. That'd owe to do the trick, bringing the glass to her lips.

"What do you need Rossi?"

She sighed still not looking at him, who is now sitting elbow to elbow with her.

He sighed…

"Something you'd possibly kill me for…"

His voice trailed in the cold night, perhaps forever forgotten by the ears it has fallen into.

David's heart jumped to his throat (which rarely happens by the way) when Erin turned her body and leaned towards him, her arm hooking his neck drawing his gob-smacked body towards hers. Erin's kiss was warm and seeking warmth, searching for solace, tired, sad and DAMN HOT. Before Dave noticed his arm already snaked around her waist, the other seeking the base of her neck, his was giving and warm, but more than anything, it was full of LONGING.

"Damn!"

He whistled when Erin broke the kiss for the only reason that they actually needed air to breathe and they can't do so while they have been each others face.

''I needed it too Dave.''

She whispered.

For the lack of nothing better to say they both settled to just continue sitting quietly, staring out in the open. When the sexual tension is too much that they both can't hardly breathe, David being the Jackass that he is looked over his shoulder and grinned like a maniac.

"I knew you still have hot's for me but DAMN Erin, I didn't know you were THAT hot."

The remains of the bourbon left the glass and transferred to David's shirt and a good amount on his Armani pants as Erin shoved him hard and she stood up abruptly leaving him mortified of the stain.

"You sick sonofabitch!"

"shit Erin! These are Armani."

"Kiss my ass, you deserved it!"

"You just wrote a check that your ass can't cash woman. With pleasure.."

He stood up following her inside the house with a solemn mischief in his eyes, one look at him she started to squirm with uneasiness.

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''Guys, I think I'm gonna be sick..''

Erin and Rossi stared up at the stairs and saw Reid looking really green and he looks like he's gonna puke..

Both forgot age and ran the stairs up like crazy and took the kid back to the room helping him to the comfort room. Every wrenching is like a stab to Erin's heart, she feels like she's gonna be sick herself.. This things is worming its way through her heart, she rubbed Spencer's back soothingly as David took a wash cloth and soak it in warm water.

Mommy and daddy job, begins..

tbc