A/N: This chapter seemed kind of rushed to me, but I really didn't want to focus on so many cases when I've been dying to get to this point in the story. I wanted to give a little information on Caitlyn's past that will come sooner and show the relationship that's going to evolve between Caitlyn and Rossi in the best way that I could. So if this was a shitty chapter, I apologize but I've been so excited to be finally getting to this point! This chapter is also a personal one for me, because I based Caitlyn's dad off of my own… so yeah. Enjoy, I hope! Thanks for the reviews and it's going to start getting reaaaaallly good from here if it hasn't been already! Review Review! Please :) I want to give you the chapters so badly!

On behalf of every man

Looking out for every girl

You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters

Daughters will love like you do~ John Mayer

A couple of cases had come and gone. All of the team members were trying to get used to not having Gideon around. Especially Spencer, but once they realized the were able to do it, they had to move on. Things were going great between Caitlyn and Reid. They were enjoying any time they had alone together, unless Caitlyn and Emily and some of the other girls of the BAU were having a wine night. Caitlyn loved how it felt like they were all a big family.

All of the agents were in the bullpen of the BAU. Halloween was approaching, and it was Spencer's favorite time of the year. He had brought a jack-o-lantern to work and had a mask in order to scare Morgan. Caitlyn even wore a pair of halloween socks in her boots to make him happy, their whole apartment was decorated for the occasion. Spencer popped up, scaring Morgan and earning a laugh from all the agents. The laughter came to quick and immediate halt when Strauss walked through he bullpen, a older gentleman following behind her. They went into Hotch's office, Strauss left and then Hotch came out to do introductions. All of the agents seemed… starstruck. Caitlyn was completely lost.

"This is SSA Caitlyn Robertson" Caitlyn shook his hand.

"You're the girl from the SWAT team, right?" Rossi asked, Caitlyn nodded now feeling bad that he knew who she was and she had no idea who he was.

Spencer went into full fan-boy mode, he was talking so fast that it was almost impossible to keep up with what he was saying. Hotch cut him off because the team had to be briefed on a case.

"Can you believe this!?" Spencer whispered to Caitlyn excitedly, "And he knew who you were!"

"Believe what? Who is he?" Caitlyn asked.

All of the agents were briefed on a case where women were abducted and killed. But the un sub prior to abducting the women taunted the victims by posting missing posters with their faces on it all over their houses. When they all got on the jet they started to spit fire ideas back and forth off of one another. Caitlyn noticed that Rossi was very quiet and kept to himself as they went over victimology. He had a small notepad that he was writing in, as if he was taking notes of his own. He didn't give any input and didn't join into any of the ideas that the agents were bouncing off of one another. This was the only rocky start that Rossi had fitting into the team. Once her learned how to become a team player, all of the cases went a lot more smoothly. They had taken down serial killing duo, a cannabalistic killer, Penelope had been shot, the team had put a stop to what could have been a terrorist attack on New York City, and Morgan drove a bomb into the middle of a field saving a huge chunk of the city, JJ was pregnant- a lot had happened in the last couple of months. Caitlyn really liked Rossi, when she learned about who he was- or actually Spencer told her who he was the second that he got the chance the young agent really respected him. They had actually grown close over the last couple of cases, Caitlyn's father was very absent and her mother was full Italian so she felt like it was very easy to bond and identify with Rossi. Caitlyn admired the way he handled cases and his dry sense of humor. Spencer knew about Caitlyn's father and his alcoholism, even though he was still in the picture Caitlyn never really had a relationship with him. She always described talking with her father like talking to an uncle you hadn't seen in a long time. He'd ask how she was doing, she would tell him and then he would tell her that it wasn't good enough. Growing up the best she got from him when she did exceptionally well was not getting a look of disappointment. He was also where she got her temper.

After a few cases and drinks at small bars in hotels, Rossi even invited the young agent over one night to his house- who was she kidding, it was a mansion, to have a couple of drinks. Spencer wasn't a big drinker and really wanted to go and see some eight hour long Russian movie, and since there were no subtitles there was no way that Caitlyn was going to pass up a good drink in a mansion, Spencer was going to pick her up on his way back so that she didn't have to drive.

"Welcome to Casa de Rossi," he said opening his arms.

"Thanks for inviting me over, I really need a drink after that last case." Caitlyn sighed, putting her leather jacket down on one of his couches. The un sub had thought he was an Angel of Death and was making murders look like suicides. Rossi poured himself a glass of scotch,

"Rocks?" he asked before pouring Caitlyn's, she gave him a thumbs up and he came over and handed her the glass. Caitlyn swirled the liquid around before taking a small sip and letting out a sigh of relief.

"Everything alright?" Rossi asked, putting on a Tony Bennett vinyl.

"Yeah, yeah." Caitlyn said shaking her head, "I can't believe how big your house is."

"You know I never thought that writing books would get me this." Rossi smiled.

"I write." Caitlyn admitted.

"Really?"

"Well mostly like, songs and things like that. I haven't done it in a while, when I was little I used to play the guitar and sing all the time." Caitlyn reminisced, looking down at her glass and taking another sip of it.

"Well, let's hear if you have some pipes." Rossi suggested, Caitlyn let out a loud laugh.

"You'd have to give me twenty more of these drinks for that to happen." she responded.

"When did you stop?" Rossi asked.

"I don't know. When I started getting really involved with school, and then the SWAT team it was just something that I kind of forgot about. I still sing in the shower." Caitlyn chuckled.

"I bet that breaks the doctor's concentration when he's reading his text books." Rossi poked.

"He's not like that…" Caitlyn started, "okay he is like that a lot of the time, but I mean there's a side of him that isn't Dr. Reid and is just Spencer."

"When I first joined the team and someone said that you two were dating I thought they were playing a practical joke on me." Rossi confessed, "but then I saw you two. I learned a lot about relationships from my three marriages, and for you two to make it work like this for two years, that's impressive."

"I was scared at first, we kind of got off to a rough start with a lot of things. And my mom and dad's relationship wasn't the best. We both know how that can impact someone, so I was always hesitant and didn't want to let anyone in. I still feel that way, it took a while to let the team in. And now I'm here talking to you so I guess I'm getting a little better at it. I was just always taught not to cry, not to talk about how you feel and your problems and to keep it all to yourself. It got me into some trouble." Caitlyn admitted.

"Do you think that you two will ever get married?" Rossi asked.

"I don't know if Spencer would ever want that, but if he asked me I wouldn't have to think for a second." Caitlyn answered.

"Well, you can always talk to me kiddo. I actually don't hate having you hear, you appreciate Tony Bennett and a good putenesca." Rossi stated.

"Please tell me you have something to eat." Caitlyn's eyes lit up at his mention of food.

"Well," he said looking at his watch, "we have about three hours until your boyfriend comes, so let's see what we can whip up in the kitchen."

When Spencer arrived to pick Caitlyn up, Rossi's house smelled like garlic and spices, and the two were drunk singing Billy Joel songs. Caitlyn was a little more drunk than her older drinking companion.

"God," Caitlyn slurred, "the Stranger was such a good albu- SPENCERRRRRRR!"

The young genius almost fell over when Caitlyn latched onto him.

"Well, someone is extremely intoxicated. Thanks, Rossi." Spencer said sarcastically, Caitlyn singing Billy Joel to him in his arms. "And you put on Billy Joel, now I'll have to drag her out of your house." The other agent just raised a glass to him and sent him home with some left overs.

"Babe!" Caitlyn whispered in a hushed tone, waking up Spencer who had fallen asleep on the jet.

"Sorry, I was dreaming. A six year old boy had been stabbed and abused," Spencer pointed at JJ, "your baby was at the crime scene I was trying to get him out of there."

Spencer had been having a lot of odd dreams lately, but they all mostly followed the same pattern. But more and more every couple of nights he would wake up suddenly and have to calm himself back to sleep.

"You know Reid, simple dream analysis says that if theres a baby in your dream, that baby is actually you." Morgan said. Reid pushed the hair out from in front of his face,

"I don't believe in dream analysis." he replied.

"It makes sense, you dream and the case were working both involve a child like that. Your subconscious is telling you that you want to sit this one out." Hotch reasoned.

"Well I don't." Spencer replied.

"Reid, maybe you're stressed out about going home to Las Vegas, did you tell your mother you were coming?" Emily asked. Caitlyn felt her heart drop into her chest. Caitlyn knew that eventually she was going to have to meet Spencer's mom, but it struck a fear in her that she had never felt before.

"Or maybe since JJ is pregnant, you're getting some ideas." Rossi wiggled his eyebrows, Caitlyn shot him a horrified glance and couldn't even being to speak.

"Why aren't we going over the case file?" Reid said changing the subject quickly, as embarrassed as Caitlyn was.

Ethan Hayes a 5 year old was abducted, he was found one week later in the desert, his hair was combed, nails were clipped and the cause of death was strangulation. The second boy, Michael Bridges, was taken walking to a friends house.

"Are we sure these are even connected?" Caitlyn asked.

"The un sub made calls to both of the families." JJ answered. Before they stepped off the plane, Hotch called Reid over to talk to him. Caitlyn didn't wait along, not all of his business was her business especially when it was a conversation between the agents and their unit chief.

They hit the ground running as soon as they got onto the scene. JJ and Hotch went to go talk to the parents of the missing boy, while Caitlyn and Reid were assigned to go and look at the body.

"Are you okay?" Caitlyn asked before they entered the morgue.

"Yeah I'm fine, just having really weird dreams." he smiled at her.

"I know, I hear you talking in your sleep. And sometimes when they're really bad you jump and kick me sometimes." Caitlyn told him.

"Do I really? Im sorry." Reid apologized, Caitlyn shrugged it off,

"Do you… are you gonna tell your mom you're here?" Caitlyn asked.

"Yeah I'm going to see her the second we solve this case, I want you to come with me and meet her." Spencer said, "Hotch was telling me when we got off the plane that I should really go and visit her, he knows about her condition."

"Does she know about me?" Caitlyn asked.

"Of course," Spencer said grabbing her arms, "I've written to her about you, at least a hundred letters. Will you come?"

"Yeah, I'm just extremely fucking nervous." Caitlyn admitted, "but let's solve this case."