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"Damn it!!" Grace van Pelt shouted because her car wouldn't start. She looked at the clock on the dash. It was 7:30. She had to be home by 8:00. She sighed and went back up to the building.

As she walked through the front door she saw Cho and Rigsby throwing around one of the balls and Jane asleep on his couch.

"Forget something Grace?" Jane asked with a smirk on his lips.

"My car won't start and I have to get home." She said exasperated, praying Jane wouldn't offer to drive her.

"I'll take you." Rigsby said standing up.

Jane and Cho shared a knowing glane and started chuckling.

"Shut up." Rigsby said sternly.

He went to tell Lisbon that he was leaving then they got in the car and her started to drive.

"Hey, do you think we could stop here? I need to talk to you about something." Van Pelt says as they drove up to a beautiful park.

"Sure." Rigsby said, not knowing the conversation to come.


"It was three years ago. My partner had died in a shootout. He was my best friend. I shut everyone out. The night after he died I went to a bar…" She started to trail off looking into the distance.

"Hey, Grace, it's ok I'm right here. Just tell me, when you're ready." Rigsby said grabbing her hand.

She clutched it, took a deep breath, and continued, "The next morning when I woke up I felt pain all over. My head hurt like hell. I slowly reached up to the back of my head and felt something warm, wet, and sticky. It was blood. I sat up and looked in the mirror. I was covered in scrapes and bruises. I remember calling 911 before I blacked out. 3 days later I wake up in a hospital bed and the doctor tells me I'm pregnant. My grandmother had recently left me quite a lot of money so I took a temporary leave of absence. About 9 months later I gave birth to my daughter Aubrey Juliana van Pelt, her middle name was after my grandmother. About a week after Aubrey's 2nd birthday I went back to work. My best friend Cassandra recently moved to the area and she's an author so she could do her work on a lap top, so she's watch Aubrey during the day for me. But everyone was treating me differently, so a month later I was transferred her. I didn't want to tell anyone. Minelli promised me he would remove it from my file. I had planned to just stay here for a while, but the minute I walked through the door and saw you I knew that that would be impossible." She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes.

"Grace, I am so glad you told me. I'm glad you felt that you could trust me." Rigsby said still processing everything inside.

She slowly raised her head and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "I think I'm ready to break some rules." She said as the smile that he loved so much crept across her lips. "But first I want you to meet someone."


Rigsby pulled up into the driveway of a beautiful Victorian-style home with a pink bike in the yard.

"Wow. This is your house?" He said, amazed. Jane was the only other person in the unit who had a house.

"Yea, let's just say my grandmother was a wealthy woman." She said. "Now you need to be quiet. I wouldn't normally wake Audrey up, but I feel like she needs to meet you."

"Cool." He said as they went up the walk and Grace opened the door.

A TV was playing some reality show and a woman stood up as the door opened.

"Hey, Grace. Who's this?" The dark-haired, green-eyed woman, apparently Cassandra, said as she stood up.

"This is Special Agent Wayne Rigsby. We work together." Grace said slightly blushing.

"Oh, well I have to go. Night. Nice meeting you Wayne." Then Cassandra grabbed her laptop, notebook, and purse, and then she left.

"I'm gonna go wakeup Audrey. " Van Pelt said as she walked up the stairs.

Rigsby slowly crept to the bottom of the stairs and he could hear the conversation.

"Hey Bumblebee. I want you to meet someone."

"OK Mommy."

Van Pelt came down the stairs slowly holding a little girl wearing pink pajamas. As he saw the little girl's face he could see Grace in her. The curly red hair, the delicate features, but she also had light blue eyes that he didn't recognize.

"Wayne, I want you to meet Audrey." Van Pelt said.

"Hi Audrey." He said gently running his hand over her curls.

"Hi." The little girl said. She turned and looked at Grace. "I like his voice. Can he read me a story?" She asked. Her big blue eyes begging her mother.

"Ok, one story."

They went up to Audrey's room. Audrey sat in Grace's lap and Rigsby had his arm around Grace.

After Aufrey fell asleep, they went downstairs. They talked for a little while and then they went to bed.

When the sun shone through the windows the next morning and Rigsby woke up with Grace in his arms and he could hear Audrey watching Dora in the living room, he couldn't help thinking how much he like this.


I'll add the other character's in more next chapter. This was more of an introduction to the story.

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