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Questions started to bombard me, anything you would expect to come at you when you reveal to your friends/family that you have a daughter they never knew about. I was trying to find a way to calm them all down so I could answer their questions when I felt Rebeca stir under my hands.

She started running her hands over her face then suddenly she shot into a sitting position. I started rubbing my hands up and down her arms to try and keep her calm. "JJ would you turn on the light?" As the light in the room flickered on we all had to shut our eyes for a moment then let the adjust. Rebeca was first as she looked down at me still kneeling in front of her.

"Dad?" She spoke with a thick sleep strangled Italian accent. I knew she'd spent most of her life in Italy but that was something I never really considered when I tried to picture her after all her letters held no discernible accent at all.

"Nightingale why are you here?" I was worried in sixteen years I had not seen her, neither of us had broached the subject and then out of the blue she shows up and in the state she was in. But I didn't get an answer as she threw her arms around me hugging me tight. I knew then that even if she didn't know my voice she knew the endearment she had once told me only I called her.

She let go of me and sat back on the couch but now she wouldn't look at me so placing a gentle hand under her chin I lifter her eyes to mine. "Rebeca why are you here?" I asked more firmly this time. She pushed her hair back from her face before she answered.

"I need a place to stay for a little while just until I can figure out what I'm going to do I had no place else to go." I was in a way expecting her answer but at the same time I wasn't so it took me a moment but before I would answer standing and grabbing a large suite case I hadn't seen. "Its alright I'm sorry I bothered you. I'll wright soon." I practicably feel over as I grabbed onto her hand as she passed. There was no way I was going to let her go and not see her again for another sixteen years I'm old I probably don't have that long.

"Nightingale you didn't have me a chance to answer." She helped me up to my feet and waited for me to continue. "I would love for you to stay with me for however long you would like." She visible relaxed "But you have me scared to death here please tell me what's going on."

She nodded then looked over at everyone else in the room as if seeing them for the first time. I could tell she was trying to place their faces then she smiled. I'd sent her a photo once of all of us together so she could place faces to names and she did.

"Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Emily Prentiss , Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau (JJ) and Aaron Hotchner (Hotch)." She said pointing to each correctly as she said it. "Its a pleasure."

"We seem to have a disadvantage you know who we are but we don't know you." Aaron spoke for them.

"Rebeca Rossi" She introduced herself.

"Wait not the Rebeca Rossi, The world renown music composer?" Emily was a fan of classical music so looked almost giddy

"Or the professor?" Reid pipped up.

Rebeca let a ghost of a smile pass over her face "Both actually."

My panic lessened a bit as I saw she was calm enough to interact with them as if she had only come for a short visit and not out of the blue asking to stay but being the FBI Agent that I was I couldn't just let this go with out answers. Putting my hand on her shoulder and turned her to me. "Rebeca please tell me whats going on."

Sighing she nodded again, gathered her long hair and pulled it over her left shoulder as if it was some kind of nervous tic, then she sat back on the couch.

"A few weeks a go there was an accident, hence the bumps and bruises." She tried to laugh at the last part lifting her arm and pointing at her face.

"My dad didn't make it." Her voice quivered and I flinched at hearing her call someone else dad, she'd never done it in her letters. "I was in the hospital for a few weeks, and mom came to see me its how I found out about dad but then she stopped showing up and she wouldn't answer my calls-"

"You think your mom is missing?" Morgan cut in.

"No not at all. My mother is grieving we all handle that differently and sometimes we taking it out on the people close to us. The relationship between my mother and I is complicated but I expect this from her. She pushes people away when she's hurt. I wanted to give her space."

I could tell there was more to the story she was shaking a bit and fiddling with her hair but we could all tell that she want nothing more to do with the subject. Maybe I would broach at another time but for now I was happy she was here and safe.

"Why don't we get you home and settle I think we all need some rest." JJ yawned as she spoke moving to get Rebeca's bag. We all headed out ready for a good night sleep a new member of our house hold close beside me.

I didn't really know what my ex-wife had done or was going but till she calmed down enough to let our daughter back into her life I would take advantage of the time I was given to bother figure out the rest of the story and to get to know my daughter better.