Criminal minds one shots

David Rossi

The words, its Rossi, had been stuck in my brain for too long. The phrase over and over.

"You know how she is, she's married to a Rossi." My coworkers always repeated the same thing when they think i'm not listening. For once I would like them to look my in the eye and tell me.

So when I went to my husband's work for the first time in forever. I stormed in, as one angry ass New Yorker wife does.

"Mrs. Rossi-" 

"Not now Andy." I stopped the security guard for speaking. "I need to see my husband, please don't be mad, it's just important." 

Andy Huffed out a, "go ahead," and waved me into the offices. 

I walked into the elevator and took a powerful stance. I crossed my arms and prepared myself for the stamping I had to do to get anywhere in a male dominated office like this.

My pumps, however, could never been ready for the trauma that would ensue upon them. So when I got to the 6th floor, the floor that my husband worked on, I straightened my jacket and adjusted my pants.

The doors finally opened and I stepped onto the concrete flooring of the BAU. I started to head straight for the big blue looking room through the glass doors, when I man came out and stopped me.

He was a tall black man. And he looked authoritative. So I asked him a question, "Where is David Rossi's office?"

"Who are you and why do you want to know?" He responded in the same clod tone I had used to ask the question.

"My name is (Y/n) Rossi, and I would like to talk to my husband." He looked shocked and stepped aside so I could walk through. He gave me directions as well. 

So I stamped in, anyone in my way split off. When you see an angry women heading towards David Rossi's door, you get out of her way.

When I get there I knocked on the door, and a resounding "come in" made me open the door. The tears started to pool as I closed the door and shut the blinds.

"Dave.." I sniffled, "They keep saying it."

"Oh baby, what do they keep saying?"

"They say it like its a bad thing too...They say that it's because I'm married to a Rossi."

"Who?"

"My coworkers.." I sniffled again. Letting the tears fall as I crumpled into Dave's chest as he pulled me in.