[Criminal Minds] years before love

The lights in Gideon's office were still on when Rossi returned to the BAU.He finished the case report and so on, and dug out a new employee evaluation report that I don't know how many years ago, and prepared to revise it.This is also one of the reasons why he doesn't like bringing in newcomers. The already tedious writing work adds another report.

Gideon was knocking on his door.

In fact, the colleagues are already off work, and Gideon can open the door to come in. The pen in Rossi's hand paused, and then he crossed out the words written with flowers, and pushed the non-constructive things aside.

"Come in. Jason, you know I didn't lock the door."

"How about the case?" Gideon pushed the door open, but didn't intend to come in.

Rossi frowned, looked up at him, but didn't answer.Over the long years, he and Gideon have disagreed on more and more issues, not only the relationship between the two, but also the way and views on the case, which is difficult to reconcile.

And the final tacit understanding is not to ask each other.Even though Gideon was technically supposed to be his mentor and boss, he didn't say anything himself, and the Bureau generally ignored it.

"...I'm not asking you for details." Gideon also looked at him and the stack of reports in his hand, and was suddenly a little speechless, "I'm just concerned."

"It sounds like you have no confidence in me," Rossi finally said, leaning back in her chair to watch him. "Or you can just ask Aaron."

"It's true that I haven't paid attention to your case for a long time." Gideon sighed and walked in and sat across from him, "But it sounds like you're complaining that I paid too much attention to him, and you know—"

"Jason." Rossi gestured for him to stop.

Then the two looked at each other across the desk, half a minute later, Gideon gave up and waved his hand, explaining feebly, "Aaron has no habit of leaving work before the report is due, you and I both know the dangers of field work, I just Wanted to make sure nothing happened. David, you can trust me a little more."

"He's fine, so I gave him half a day off. Do you really think I won't tell if there's an accident?" Rossi paused for a moment, then suddenly emphasized, "And I do think you're paying too much attention to him .”

Gideon narrowed his eyes and tensed up as he said, "David, I'm not you."

"I also think that's the crux of the matter." Rossi tapped his fingers on the tabletop. "Jason, I'm not new to following a young agent who looks pretty darn good, and you—"

"I don't pay attention to him because of him..." Gideon stood up abruptly, refusing to repeat the words he just said, "David, what are you trying to say?"

"Don't you want to guess?"

"I've given up on profiling you for a long time, David." Gideon sighed and sat down again, "How to say... Trying to guess your thoughts is always too easy to be guided by emotions and feelings. Back then, I couldn't guess, Don't mention it now."

"Jason, I have to remind you, it's not the first time I've been with someone from the bureau." Rossi ignored the helplessness in his tone, got up and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, "Have some?"

Gideon didn't refuse, just watched him pour the liquid into the glass.

"You didn't take care of it before." Rossi raised his glass to him. "To be honest, I didn't affect my work."

"Probably because you didn't really think about it before." Gideon took a sip, letting the slightly spicy bitter taste spread in his mouth.

Rossi didn't answer the call for a while.

"There are few new agents here who are as suitable as Aaron, and I admit that I pay more attention to him than others. But I have no personal feelings for him." Gideon gave him another look. "I'm not you."

Rossi was noncommittal, and his eyes fell on the report he hadn't finished. He admitted that Hotch was very good, with good intuition, profiling ability and potential, and he dared to act.However, he does have flaws that cannot be ignored in some areas, and Gideon may not be able to solve this problem.

Rossi didn't think Hotch would allow Gideon to touch that part of him.

"Jason, can I bring Aaron?" Rossi finally asked, putting down the empty glass.

"David!" Gideon almost yelled, "BAU's mentor system is not for you to fall in love with!"

"I'm not in love with him." Rossi replied calmly.

"Then give me a reason to convince me to let you take your lover to work." Gideon smiled angrily, almost gnashing his teeth, "And if one day you get bored, will you come to me and stuff him back to me? ? David, you can't do this."

"Jason, we used to work together too, it wasn't a problem."

"Because I've worked with you before...in that capacity, I thought it would be a problem," Gideon insisted, standing up not intending to continue the argument.

Rossi grabbed his hand, "Jason."

Gideon shuddered and wanted to shake him off immediately, "Let go."

But Rossi pulled him back, "Jason, at least go ask him what he thinks."

Gideon was silent for a moment, and pulled his hand out, "David, if you must compare your relationship with him to ours back then. I will consider it—so we were just playing around in your eyes back then."

Rossi moved his lips a few times before whispering, "Jason, there's no point in saying that now."

"I'll talk to him." Gideon turned and slammed the door hard.