Hello, everybody; ModernDayBard here! Again, not so sure what I need/want to say, so let's just get to the story!
Disclaimer: I own neither these characters nor these songs, I just decided to put them together!
Sometimes, cases weighed heavily on the BAU case, and the closer to Christmas it got, the darker the cases seemed to be—the larger the body counts. Their final case before the Holidays (providing no emergency called them in) was their hardest yet, and by the time they made it back to Quantico, all of them needed to put distance between themselves and work.
JJ and Hotch had their families to go to, and Morgan and Prentiss were making plans with Reid and Garcia when Hotch gave Rossi a gently probing look—one that asked if he needed to come over, if there was anything the younger agent could do. The oldest BAU member managed a small smile and responded in silent kind: a single shake of the head and the slightest shooing motion: Go. Be with your son. I've got a place to go.
He actually did.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen:
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember Christ our Savior,
Was born on Christmas Day…
Rossi made his way through the cold and darkening city streets, trying to strike the balance between hurrying and taking in the lights and displays. The decorations were another great way to lift the spirits, if he could make himself focus on them, but he didn't want to be late…
To save us all from Satan's pow'r,
When we were gone astray.
He just made it. The choir was partway through their set, and sounding good as they rehearsed. They'd definitely be ready for the Christmas eve service, now just a few days away.
Rossi slipped into a back pew, listening, as he knew he was allowed to, as the baritones continued into the next verse.
"'Fear not then,' said the Angel,
'Let nothing you affright.
This day is born a Savior,
Of a pure Virgin bright,'"
Rossi sat, letting the sound of the choir wash over him, and the music ground him, bring him out of that dark place the team had to operate in and into the season of light.
"O tidings of comfort and joy—
Comfort and joy!
O tidings of comfort and joy!"
So, yeah. This chapter sort of encapsulated what the whole story was, in my mind's eye: little moments our favorite team of profilers takes to remember that, even in the darkest of times, there is light: especially at Christmas.
As always, if you liked it, or saw something you think I can fix/improve on for next time, don't hesitate to leave a review and let me know!
Song: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Recommended Version: MercyMe or 4Him
