Criminal Minds One Shots

Mini Rossi (RossixReader)

Disclaimer: I am so sorry if any of the Italian is wrong. I don't speak a lick of Italian so I was solely relying on online translators.

"Sì, papà, I'm in the parcheggio. I'm coming up now. Va bene- yes, yes. Ti voglio bene." You hung up and walking into the lobby floor of the FBI building.

"Hi, how can I help you?" a woman asked.

"I'm y/n Rossi. SSA David Rossi's kid? I'm supposed to—"

"Yes! I have your clearance ID here. Just walk this way so we can check your backpack."

A few minutes later you were in another elevator up to the BAU's floor. You were beyond nervous. It had been more than eight years since you had last seen your dad, and that was only because he skyped you on your 10th birthday. It wasn't that he didn't love you, he just wasn't allowed to contact you, according to the divorce decree. But that all changed when you turned 18. You called him and started planning to move out to Quantico and live with him. You planned to become a junior BAU agent.

When the elevator doors opened you stepped out and walked into the main room.

"You're new," a blonde woman said.

"Uh yeah. I'm looking for SSA David Rossi?"

"Follow me," the woman said, leading you up to a sort of second-level to an office with your dad's name on it.

"Hey, Rossi? I got someone here to see you." She stepped back to reveal you.

Your dad smiled. "Thank's JJ."

The woman smiled and left.

"Come here bebè mio!" he cried, opening his arms.

You ran toward him and mumbled how much you missed him into his shirt.

"Oddio you've gotten tall!" He held your shoulders arm's length from him. You saw a smile spread. "And you've only gotten more beautiful."

You pushed him away playfully. "Papà you know I don't like people focusing on the outside."

"I know. That's why I called you beautiful. Beauty encompasses all aspects of a person, not just the surface." He chuckled and pulled you in for another hug.

There was a soft knocking on the door. "Rossi, we're meeting in 10. Who's the kid?"

"I'm y/n and I'm not a kid. I'm 18." You stepped toward the man and extended your hand.

He accepted it and shook. "Derek Morgan. So whatcha doing here?"

"Visiting my dad," you said, throwing your thumb back over your shoulder.

"I'll fill you and everyone else in shortly, Morgan," was your dad's response. "Right now we need to go. You coming, y/n?"

You followed the two men down the hall and into a room with a large table and a projector screen.

"Presentatevi," your dad said as he gave you a thumbs up.

"Now? Okay. Uh hi. I'm y/n Rossi. I just moved to Virginia. Like, I got off the plane an hour or so ago."

"Nice to meet you, y/n. I'm Aaron Hotchner. Call me Hotch."

"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, but I go by either Spencer or Reid."

"I'm Jennifer Jareau but everyone calls me JJ."

"Emily Prentiss."

"You already met me," Morgan said with a wink.

"And I'm Penelope Garcia. Call me whatever you like, cutie."

"So what's the case?" Emily asked Penelope.

"I- I don't know. Hotch just called everyone here."

Everyone looked at Hotch who said, "Rossi told me 15 minutes ago that he wanted to call a meeting."

All eyes were now on your dad.

"I wanted y/n to meet the family."

"Aww. We love you too Rossi. And, um, mini-Rossi," Garcia said.

Mini Rossi, you thought. I could get used to that.