Title: Untitled Garcia/Rossi
By: Daisyangel
Pairing: Garcia/Rossi
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 2013 25 Days of Christmas story.

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"Can we have a cookie, Mommy?" six year old Elena Rossi asked as she walked into the kitchen, her four year old brother Michael right behind her.

"Not before dinner, you'll spoil your appetite," Penelope Garcia-Rossi answered.

"But Mommy?" the kids protested in unison.

"Yeah, but Mommy?" Dave added as he entered the kitchen. Penelope threw her hands up in exasperation.

"What you want a cookie to?" she asked turning to her husband.

"You baked them, so why wouldn't I want one?" he answered easily. The mother of two sighed in exasperation with a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Sometimes she felt like she had three kids, not two.

"I think I know how to get one," Michael said excitedly. Elena shared a smile with her brother before turning their puppy dog eyes towards their mother with their father joining in.

"Please?" they all begged together.

"Oh, all right, you can have one each, but just one!" she gave in and smiled as they all dove for the plate of freshly baked peanut butter cookies. After the kids enjoyed their cookie, they ran off to play until dinner was ready.

"What am I going to do with the three of you?" Garcia mused.

"Love us," Dave murmured as he pulled her against him, relishing the feeling of her body next to his.

"MMM, I suppose," she agreed. Leaning in they shared a tender kiss before pulling back so she could finish dinner. Dave had taught her how to cook several dishes and she was now quite the chef.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Dave wondered.

"How about getting drinks," she suggested as she heard giggling and squealing coming from the living room, punctuated by barks from their two dogs, Mudgie and Molly. Mudgie, Dave's hunting dog was getting old, but loved the kids and all the mayhem they caused. Molly had been a birthday present for Lanie with the understanding that she was to help take care of the lab, something she'd done pretty well so far.

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"I'm gonna get you," Michael called after his sister as he ran around the couch to try and catch her. The dogs joined in the chase. Well, Mudgie kind of loped along while Molly ran excitedly behind the kids.

"No, you can't catch me," Lanie cried as she ran faster. Both kids knew they weren't supposed to run in the house and it hadn't started out that way. It had started as a pillow fight that had morphed into a game of tag. The little girl squealed as her brother nearly caught her. Turning quickly, her feet got tangled and she tripped into Molly who was running by. Before they knew it, the duo was crashing into the Christmas tree, causing it to topple over.

"Uh oh," Mike breathed as he stared at the tangled mess of his sister, the dog, and their Christmas tree. They were going to be in so much trouble.

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"There, all the drinks are do…" Dave broke off at a huge crash coming from the living room. Both agents rushed for the living room, unsure as to what they would find, but definitely not expecting what met their eyes.

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"Oh my gosh, Elena, are you okay?" Penelope gasped as she ran over to her daughter who was trying to untangle herself from the dog and the Christmas tree branches. The little girl nodded silently not looking at her mother.

"What happened here?" Dave asked looking at the one child who wasn't caught up in the Christmas tree.

"We was runnin and Lanie tripped and falled into Molly then hitted the tree," he explained.

"First of all, you know you're not supposed to run in the house, don't you?" Garcia asked sternly as she held out a hand to help her daughter to her feet.

"Yes, ma'am."

"And especially around the Christmas tree. One of you could have gotten hurt," Dave said as he checked over Molly while Penelope examined their daughter.

"We're sorry," the kids mumbled clearly embarrassed.

"Apology accepted, but no dessert tonight and no TV tonight, does that sound fair?" their father asked. Both kids nodded they knew they deserved the punishment their parents had given them. Moving over to where his wife stood, Dave surveyed the tree. He was happy to see that thankfully no ornaments had broken and only a couple of light bulbs had broken.

"How about you get the broom to sweep up the broken bulbs and I'll sit this back up?" the male agent suggested.

"Sounds like a plan to me," the tech agreed as she headed for the kitchen and the broom. It was rarely a dull moment in the Rossi household, and tonight was no exception.

Finished!

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