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

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How in the world could something so small make such a loud noise? That was what was going through Dave's mind as he walked the floor with his and JJ's six-month-old daughter. It was now 1:00 in the morning and they'd been taking turns walking with the baby since she woke up screaming at 10:00. Lianna Rozaline Rossi was teething and she was letting the entire house know how much she didn't like it.

"Shh, little one, I know it hurts, but that medicine I just gave you should kick in soon," Dave whispered as he rubbed her back. He was glad their two-year-old son Marcus could sleep through a tornado.

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"She still crying?" JJ asked as she walked into the living room after checking on their oldest child.

"Yes, I think her gums are really bothering her. I just put some of that numbing gel on her gums. Can we give her anything else?" Dave wondered. He desperately hated to see anyone he loved in pain, but especially his baby girl.

"We have some of those teething tablets and some of the infant Tylenol in our bathroom medicine cabinet. If you want I'll take her and you can go get them," JJ suggested. Nodding in agreement, Dave placed their daughter in his wife's arms and headed up the stairs to retrieve the medicine. As he walked by his son's room, he peaked in and was satisfied to see the little boy fast asleep underneath his Jake and the Neverland Pirates blanket and sheet. Smiling softly he made his way to their bedroom hoping the medicine would help Lianna go to sleep so her parents could also get some sleep.

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"Shh, baby its okay. I know you're in pain. If Mommy or Daddy could, we'd take it away for you," JJ murmured as she held the fussing girl against her chest. The baby whimpered and rubbed her face against her mother's shoulder. Glancing around the room she smiled at the Christmas tree and the other decorations that had been put up. Christmas was one of her favorite holidays and it had gotten better ever since she and Dave had gotten married three years before.

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"Here you go, let's see if this helps," Dave said as he walked back into the room the two bottles of medicine in his hand. "How do you want to do this?" Dave wondered. He hoped she'd say she would give Li the medicine and he could hold her. He didn't like being the bad guy when it came to giving the kids medicine and JJ knew it.

"Well, how about you hold her and I'll give her the medicine?" she offered.

"Sure sounds good to me," he agreed.

"I thought you'd like that idea. Here you go, Li, go to your daddy," JJ said gently placing the still crying baby into her father's arms. Dave took her and shifted so JJ had the best access to her mouth. "I'm gonna do the teething tablets first since all you do is put them under the tongue and let them dissolve," she said as she removed a tablet and when Lianna opened her mouth to let out another cry, the mother of two took advantage of the situation and put the tablet under her tongue and began rubbing the spot until the tablet dissolved completely. "One down, one to go," she murmured.

"What do those do that the teething gel doesn't?" her husband wondered.

"They have a numbing agent as well as some chamomile which helps her relax and allows her to fall asleep. That's why I drink Chamomile tea sometimes," the media liaison explained. The Italian nodded his head in understanding. Giving the little girl the second tablet and the Tylenol went pretty easy.

"Here's hoping this works," Dave said through a yawn.

"MMM, from your mouth to God's ears," JJ replied. Thankfully after another 20 minutes, the baby's cries seem to be tapering off. Her eyes had taken on a glazed look and she appeared as if she were stoned.

"Is it just me, or does our baby look stoned?" Rossi asked with a chuckle. JJ laughed at her husband's words.

"Maybe just a little. One of the mom's in her play group calls it baby crack and I think I see why now." "Should we try putting her in her crib yet?" JJ asked.

"No, let's give it a few more minutes. Her eyes seem to be drifting close every now and then. Maybe a little bit longer and she'll be asleep completely." "At least I hope so," Dave added.

"Yeah, me, to, glad we're off tomorrow," JJ said.

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Dave turned out to be right and a short ten minutes later, Lianna was finally asleep.

"I'll take her up and meet you in our room?" he whispered as he headed for the stairs. JJ nodded as she turned out the lights and made sure that all the doors and windows were locked one last time. In their line of work, you could never be too careful. Once that was done, she made her way up to hers and Dave's bedroom, never so grateful to climb into bed in her life.

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"She go down okay?" JJ asked as her husband entered their bedroom.

"Yes, she's out like a light," he replied.

"That's good, because I'm not sure if I could have handled much more," the exhausted mother admitted as she walked towards the bathroom door.

"Me neither, I love her and Mark and seeing either of them or you in pain hurts me," Dave responded as he made his way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. He was stopped at a giggle from JJ as he reached the door. "What is it, Cara?" he wondered.

"Look up," she explained with a smile. Following her pointing finger, Dave smiled when he saw the mistletoe above the bathroom door.

"When did you hang that there?" he asked.

"Earlier this afternoon while the kids were napping and you went to the store," she replied impishly. A slow smile crossed Dave's face as he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Well now, we can't break tradition, now can we?" he asked as he leant forward, their mouths nearly touching. JJ shook her head as a matching smile covered her face. Leaning forward, Dave captured her lips in a tender kiss.

"I love you, late nights, screaming babies, and all," he whispered as he pulled back and stared into her eyes. No matter how exhausted she was, she was beautiful to him and nothing would ever change that.

Finished!

A/n, hope you enjoy.

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