Author's note: Hi :) So some people asked so sweetly for me to continue the Moments series with the date and here it is. If you haven't read Lost Moments, or Stolen Moments you might be out of the loop a bit but you probably could skirt by without needing to read them though I do hint at things that have happened in the previous stories *waggles brows*

Yes, this is rated T since I figured no smut for this story though I am easily swayed, and if you want a smut chapter I will add one as a bonus chapter or something :) This is going to be just another little mini multi-chapter Reese/Carter ficlet nothing too huge, and if you are reading my Twisted Revenge story don't worry there will be an update coming soon with that ;)

I hope you enjoy since I had so much fun writing this.

Joss sat at her desk in the station with the eraser of her pencil in her mouth, and her mind a million miles away from her paperwork. Spaghetti….no John wouldn't want to eat spaghetti. Lasagna she could make, but Taylor had gently told her months prior it was not a specialty of hers. She continued mentally running down different dishes she made here, and there that could be considered perfect for John on their first official date tonight.

"Carter?"

"Hmmm?"

"Are you with me?" she blinked her eyes before turning them onto Fusco who sat across from her with his reading glasses on eyeing her with a perplexed look.

"I'm with you."

"Sure you probably were spacing off again over wonder boy."

"I don't think about John all the time."

"Sure you don't just like I don't think about hot models in bikinis." he scoffed at her. She rolled her eyes deciding to stop thinking about John, and get back to concentrating on what she was being paid for which was police work. But the moment she put her pencil to the paper her cell phone rang, and butterflies filled her belly knowing who it was without even needing to answer it. She grabbed it, and lifted it to her ear.

"Hello."

"Hello Joss." the low breathy voice filled her ear, and she sighed heavenly. John probably had no idea how amazing his voice actually was. It was the type of voice phone sex workers needed to get a girl going.

"Hello John calling to bail on our date tonight?" she hoped not, but she already had her planned speech ready for why he couldn't. If that didn't work she was going to take her kid, grab some Chinese, and force John to let them into his apartment for their date. Regardless of where their date happened it was happening tonight!

"No, why? Do you not want our date to happen?" she could swear she heard disappointment in his voice. Maybe she wasn't the only one looking forward to tonight as she first thought.

"Not on your life. So if you aren't calling to bail on our date tonight that must mean you need my help. So what's their name?"

"Wrong again Joss." he chuckled softly. She loved hearing it because it was such a rarity

to hear him laugh which she was going to change.

"Excuse me so if you aren't calling to bail on our date, or to ask for my help then why are you calling?" she felt intrigued by this. She sat forward resting her elbows against the desk waiting for his answer.

"Well-" he paused, and she slapped a hand to her mouth to resist a giggle. She was afraid he would get upset, and hang up on her or something. John sounded so unsure of himself like dating was a foreign concept to him. "I was actually calling to see if you wanted me to bring anything tonight." she smiled as she flicked her hair behind her ear looking up her smile disappeared into a scowl at the look on Fusco's face. She turned her chair completely around facing the wall behind her.

"Just bring your hot self over, and leave the rest to me John."

"I can't stop thinking about you Joss." she felt like her smile was going to get stuck on her face permanently at that confession.

"See you tonight John."

"See you Joss." and with that he hung up, and she whirled herself around facing forward again, and danced a little in her chair. She looked up, and saw Fusco motioning to her with his head over near the coffee pot. She sighed knowing he had overheard her conversation with John, and was no doubt in for a lecture over the stupidity of dating John. She walked over slowly dragging her feet not wanting to hear it.

"You, and wonder boy are dating?"

"Well we are going on our first official date tonight."

"Oh god I think I am going to be sick."

"What's wrong with it?" she snapped putting her hands on her hips glaring at her friend, and partner.

"Well except for the fact that he's nauseating he's a wanted felon Carter." he spoke low to keep the conversation between just herself, and him.

"Nauseating? I thought you two were sort of friends."

"Barely friends can consider each other nauseating since I know for damned well he thinks I am too. Carter this isn't going to work out the way you want."

"And how do I want it to work out Fusco?"

"You two date, fall in love, and get married right? Wonder boy is probably good for a roll in the hay, and that's about it Carter. You're not the type of woman that would be satisfied with just a night."

"First off please don't presume to know what type of woman I am regardless of what it might entail. You don't know anything about me, or how I feel about someone or something. Secondly Fusco John is more then capable of dating discreetly, and falling in love. Marriage now that's a bit more tricky since the man lives in the shadows." she said quietly looking around making sure no one was listening in on them as they argued. "I'm not giving up on him just because everyone seems to think he doesn't deserve to move forward in his own life including him."

"I just don't want you to get hurt that's all Carter."

"I appreciate the concern Fusco I really do. I like you, and you are slowly becoming someone I can trust, and rely on. But don't tell me how I should think, or should feel because no one has the right to do that but me. I told John the same damn thing."

"No doubt."

"He learned to listen, and so will you."

"Okay Carter I'll back off. But if this thing implodes on you don't come crying to me."

"No worries there." she smiled as she poured herself a cup of coffee needing to refuel after this annoying conversation. Nothing anyone could say was going to bring her down for tonight. Taylor was stoked at having Mr. Badass over for dinner though he had become more cautious when she told him it was a date. She knew Taylor liked John, but even though he liked John didn't mean he would like it that he was dating his mom. But it seemed Taylor's demeanor about the date changed this morning, and he seemed happy again to have John over.

Joss was excited about the date since she got John to accept it in the first place. She was a bit nervous over what she wanted to cook for them, but surely she could find a dish that would wow John with her cooking skills. She sighed when she remembered their ice cream war over what stemmed from her ego being a bit bruised when he thought she couldn't cook. John and ice cream was a wonderful combination, and one she wanted to try again soon. She mentally pushed those highly arousing thoughts out of her head as she walked back over to her desk.

She hoped her son would become scarce near the end of the night doing homework, or watch some tv so she could have some alone time to talk with John. She wasn't going to take no for an answer for a second date she wasn't one to give up easily on something she wanted, and she wanted John Reese. But this next date she wanted to go out somewhere together alone, but somewhere where he could feel comfortable without looking over his shoulder worrying about the FBI, the CIA, or the NYPD looking for him. Finally forcing her excitement down, and sexy thoughts of John away she got back to business, and began working on her damned paperwork so she could leave the station on time for once.

There wasn't any new number as of yet which generally created a good distraction for him, so instead he nervously paced the floor of his loft. Joss had helped him yesterday in ways she probably didn't even realize she had. First, and foremost she had pulled him out his self pity which he was grateful to her for. He hadn't taken the child's death well, and she had been right he was intimidating Harold, and her to get them to back off so he could slowly destroy himself. Joss, however, didn't back off, and neither did Harold since he was the one that gave her his address to sic her on him. But it was more then just healing him over the child's death she had changed something inside him, and things weren't quite the way he remembered them before yesterday afternoon. What shifted inside him he wasn't entirely sure, but he just felt different.

Harold planned on hanging out at their HQ of the abandoned library with Bear tonight, and catching up on his old books like he normally did when they had time to themselves. Reese usually hung around with Harold, and Bear himself, but tonight he had plans with a certain beautiful detective.

A date.

He hadn't been on a date in years. When she had teased him about if he still knew how to date he had almost confided in her that he hadn't had a date since before he broke up with Jessica. He mentally did the math, and cringed inwardly. He felt old now. He looked at his watch, and saw it was only six in the evening making him realize this was the fifth time in the matter of ten minutes he had looked at his watch. God he felt like a damned teenager going out for the first time again. He had been super nervous that night too where he had been hoping the girl would take his virginity. His mind immediately went to the sex he had with Joss yesterday afternoon. Phenomenal wasn't even the best word for it. She was so different from any woman he ever been with before she was so giving, and she refused to allow herself to receive all the time. She wanted to give as much pleasure as he gave her.

Everywhere he went in his apartment now held a memory or two of her there. His eyes fell on his big king sized bed, and felt a stirring in his groin as he thought about what they done together in it. A smile tugged onto his lips wishing they could have a repeat of yesterday tonight, but they had a chaperone there with them in the form of her teenage son Taylor. He wasn't sure if they kid would like him or not. Sure he liked him when he thought of him as nothing other then a badass that kicked some ass, but how about dating his mom? Taylor looked like a smart kid, and protective of his mom which meant he was going to be in for a long night of trying to win him over.

Joss deserved to have a real date like any normal woman would want. He just couldn't give her a conventional date, and he wasn't quite sure if they were compatible outside of the bedroom. This would be the perfect venue for them both to figure out what exactly was going on between them. He cared a lot about her, and she cared a lot about him, but what was between them he couldn't name. He checked his watch again scowling when he realized only another five minutes had passed. Well hell what was he supposed to do from now till eight tonight? He sighed deciding to just shower, change, and get ready for tonight now instead of later.

Joss danced a bit in her pantsuit as she hummed along with the radio as she began making her homemade sauce for their spaghetti dinner tonight. She had left the decision up to Taylor, and he had claimed it was her best dish. She sighed if spaghetti was her best dish then she was failing her son when it came to dinners. Her son was acting a bit suspicious going straight to his room to do his homework without any prodding. What teenager did that? Surely not her kid he always needed an extra reminder to go do his homework. She was going to have to keep an eye on him tonight.

Joss jumped a mile when there was a knock on the door. She whirled around seeing it was only seven thirty. No way in hell is that John it was too damn early for him to be here. She wasn't even dressed for their date. She walked over with her frilly white lacy apron wrapped around her body with reddish orange stains on it. She whipped the door open, and nearly melted to the floor. John was standing in front of her looking positively gorgeous. He wasn't wearing his normal suit. Instead peeking out at her beneath his ever present long black coat he was wearing a dark blue button down shirt that literally made those baby blue hues of his pop even more, and his dress pants. She forced herself to put her tongue back into her mouth, and moved aside to let him enter. Joss nearly fainted from his mixture of sexy spicy cologne, and John's all natural male scene which was intoxicating. He had his left arm behind his back, and he turned to enter without removing it from behind him nor allowing her to see what he had.

"John dinner is at eight."

"I know."

"So what you are fashionably early or something?" of course he had to be the type to show up early while she looked like road kill.

"You could say that." she could see the nervous smile on his face. She decided to take pity on him, and cut him some slack since he was clearly unused to going out on a date. Which in a purely selfish feminine way she felt happy as all hell that he hadn't been on a date in a long time.

"Well dinner is still at eight, and I look like hell." she sighed closing the door. His eyes flickered from the top of her head down her body to her bare feet.

"Not from where I'm standing." the air between them felt thick, and his eyes ate her up making her feel like she was slowly roasting under his hot gaze. He pulled his hand from behind his back holding a single red rose. "I didn't think you'd want a full bou-" but Joss couldn't handle it. The flower, his nerves, and him looking like a damned tasty treat for her to devour left her helpless to do anything but kiss him. She pressed her mouth to his needing his kiss more then anything else. God the man could kiss but she forced it to end sweetly, and hinting at something more.

"Its beautiful John." she smelled the lone rose before forcibly taking John's jacket from him knowing the man would bolt the first second he could. Joss took a the opportunity presented to her to take a healthy gaze at John from the back. She sighed happily forcing her gaze up from his ass so she could hang his jacket up. Her eyes immediately seeing the gun located in the back of his pants just above where her gaze had been stuck at.

"John are you planning on shooting somebody tonight?"

"What?"

"Your gun?" he smiled at her as he pulled it from his waistband, and she pointed to the table against the wall where her holster, keys, and badge sat. He walked promptly over there, and placed his gun next to hers. Joss walked past him towards the kitchen feeling his eyes on her, and she resisted the urge to sway her hips even more. She stopped abruptly when she saw Taylor standing there most likely witnessing everything since he was shooting them a mischievous smirk. Great now her kid not only probably saw her kiss John, but checking him out as well. Taylor was going to tease her for years to come. John clearly looked unsure of himself as he eyed Taylor waiting for her son to make the first move.

"Hey Mr. Badass."

"Its John."

"I know my mom talks about you a lot."

"I do not Taylor, and you're one to talk. You talk non stop about Mr. Badass here." Joss huffed not sure why she was trying to hide the fact that she talked about John a lot. She made her way over to the pot that was on the stove making sure it was still coming along nicely, and opened a cabinet pulling out a small vase filling it with water placing the long stemmed red rose in it before placing it on her small dinette table. She began stirring the sauce again throwing looks over her shoulder to where her son, and John stood in a deep, but quiet conversation. She tried to listen in, but they remained so quiet she couldn't hear a word they said. "Hey you two speak up I can't seemingly hear you."

"That's the whole point mom when two people are talking in hushed tones."

"Yeah well except for the fact that you're my son, and he's my date I want to know what's being said."

"Its nothing Joss you need to relax a little."

"Speak for yourself at least I don't look like a deer caught in headlights ready to bolt Mr. Badass, but I'm the one that needs to relax!" she grumbled as she continued stirring the pot with more vigor then necessary.

"I heard that." how could he make her so twisted in knots so easily? Could a man be considered both annoying, and sexy at the same time?

"You were meant too." she called out keeping her gaze on the pot. "Because some people don't need to speak in hushed tones."

"I asked Mr. Badass what his intentions towards you were." Joss sputtered as she turned around quickly.

"You asked WHAT?!"

"Whoa mom calm down it was just a joke!" she saw that same mischievous glint in her son's eyes as he had moments ago as he looked towards her, but she was not amused.

"I'll have you know I am the adult here, and not you."

"Joss he didn't say any such thing to me. All he said was to treat you right, and I agree you deserve the best." Joss glowered at first John, then to Taylor, and then finally back at John. "Oh no you don't John. We have gone through this I get to decide what's best for me, and I say its you is that understood?!" she had gotten so angry at John for trying to claim he wasn't good for her she had taken her wooden spoon she had been using to stir the sauce, and was holding it out at them pointing it menacingly at John.

"Mom your dripping sauce all over the floor." she inhaled trying to count to ten. MEN DROVE HER INSANE! She eyed her son.

"Taylor will you make sure this doesn't burn while I go get dressed, and John will you please clean up the mess you made." Taylor took a hold of the wooden spoon walking towards the stove with a smile.

"The mess I made?" John cocked a brow with a smirk on his face.

"Yes if you hadn't gotten me so miffed at you I wouldn't have dripped sauce all over my floor."

"Me, you were the one worried about what we were saying about you."

"Mr. Badass you so don't want to egg on my mom." Taylor chuckled stirring the sauce in the pot.

"You should listen to my son."

"He's a smart kid just like his mother."

"Flattery works, but it won't get you out this one John."

"What did I do?" his smirk worked into a genuine smile which was stealing her breath away. His blue eyes sparkled in the dim light of her apartment, and he needed to smile more she decided. It made him look even more gorgeous, and full of life.

"You're the one who was once again claiming he wasn't good enough for me. I was just setting you straight."

"I didn't say that."

"Oh really?" she was poised to list off the many conversations they have had in the past two weeks about this topic when he held his hands up to ward her off.

"Well I didn't say that tonight anyways."

"John-"

"I said that I agreed that you deserved the best Joss I didn't say if I was or wasn't. I heard you loud and clear that you get to decide what you want in your life. That's why I agreed to this dinner so we can see if there is anything between us." she grinned glad to hear that she got through that thick skull he had. He eyed her son before leaning down to speak more quietly. "Other then great sex." he said quietly.

"There is John." she stared into his eyes. His mouth was inches from hers, and she could swear his head was moving closer to hers closing the gap between them.

"Now whose speaking in a hushed conversation?!" they both jerked back away from each other when they were reminded they weren't alone in the apartment. She mentally forced sexual thoughts of John away. She had Taylor here, and nothing was going to happen tonight even if she wished it would.

"I'm going to change, and Taylor eye the door to make sure John doesn't try to escape while I'm gone." she grinned at him before hurrying to her bedroom to change into something that would blow John's mind.

Author's note: I think this story runs like four or five chapters which is sad that I can't remember which one but oh well I have lots on my mind like my new cell phone which is beckoning me right now to finish setting it up lol. But the utter lack of Reese/Carter interaction on our screens was what spurred this date ficlet to come about so quickly. And sorry for the spaghetti routine but in all honesty that's about all I can make hahahahahaha so poor Joss is now me a mediocre cook :) Thanks for reading, and everything you guys seriously rock with your nice/supportive comments I thrive on them so I truly thank you to everyone that has taken the time to leave a comment on my previous or future stories :) :) :)