Chapter 3 Dinner for the team.
Spencer woke up in the morning to the smell of food from his kitchen.
Jill found something to cook? He thought as he got up.
"I didn't want you leaving without something to eat." Jill said setting up the island in his kitchen.
Spencer took a seat at the island. Right when he sat down Jill presented him with a cup of coffee.
"Thank you." Spencer said taking the coffee. "You didn't have to do this."
"I'm off and you didn't exactly have a nice day yesterday." Jill answered.
"I don't exactly have normal days." Spencer answered.
"I suppose you don't. The abnormal for you today is breakfast." Jill said presenting him with the plate of food. A poached egg, buttered toast, and Canadian bacon.
Spencer gladly accepted the breakfast. As Morgan told him, never cross a woman that packs a gun.
After he ate Spencer went into work. Jill went back to her apartment.
She decided earlier that if Myers and Stewie weren't going to let her go to the office to work she would go through the message boards on her computer. Stewie was keeping the dialogue going, she just wanted to know what he had been saying.
Jill scrolled through the hyperlinks to the websites that she would go to meet potential pedophiles. She clicked on one that she frequented and tried to enter.
That was when she got the greeting.
A video came on of Stewie. "No no no." He said shaking his finger at her.
"Stewie. I'm going to get you for this." Jill said to the video. Myers had undoubtedly convinced him to place blockers on her computer.
Jill's expertise was within the conversation on the social networks as well as luring the men she would find. However, when it came to technical stuff about computers that was purely Stewie's expertise.
That was fine Jill. Her time could be better spent. She went to the grocery store and started to purchase different foods that she would need to cook with. It was obvious to Jill that Spencer did not cook when he was at home. She actually ran to a corner store to get the breakfast that morning.
In truth Jill really liked cooking for Spencer. She had taken the classes to learn survival for herself, she did not want to live her life eating spaghetti-Os. Jill had enough of that has a child. What surprised her was how well she able to. It was one of the things she had learned to do that she thought she couldn't. The problem that she faced though was cooking for someone. In her past relationships Jill had gotten close to the men she dated, and had cooked for them. But she never got the satisfaction that she got when she cooked for Spencer.
She was going to use her time off to make her best dishes for Spencer. Jill enjoyed the look in his eyes when he ate. It was admiration and love.
Spencer let her take care of him. That was why their relationship worked. He would also never try to protect her.
Jill had called Spencer and asked him when he was on his way home so she could cook dinner and have it ready when he came home.
Spencer gladly left as fast as he could. Jill had the island ready with dinner as soon as he came in, steak medallions and roast potatoes. "You didn't have to do all this." Spencer said looking at the food.
"You've earned it." Jill said having him take a seat. They ate together and then sat down on the couch to relax.
Jill immediately took advantage of the situation. She stood behind Spencer and started massaging his shoulders.
The feeling was sensational to Reid. All of his muscles were relaxing and the way she was touching him was amazing. After he had breathed a sigh of relief Jill wrapped her arms around him.
"Thank you." Spencer said holding her arms.
Jill responded by kissing Spencer behind the ear. It was something she learned earlier that he liked.
"What are you up to?" Spencer asked. He already knew the answer. He just didn't expect it this fast.
"Nothing." Jill moved around to the front of the couch and slowly straddled herself over Reid. "Nothing at all." She said brushing her hand lightly across the seat of his pants.
This caused a sudden shiver from Spencer. "I don't want to push you into anything." Spencer said in a serious tone. He knew that Jill had tortured and almost sexually assaulted. Spencer knew that it would not be right for her to engage in any sexual activity until she was healed and ready.
Last night they had slept together. But it was Reid in his sweat pants and FBI t-shirt and Jill in her nightgown. They had simply snuggled and kissed nothing more.
Now though. Now she was coming on to him. He couldn't help but to react.
"I'm the one making the moves right now." Jill said in sensual voice.
"I would just feel better if you were sure." Spencer said. In truth he did not want Jill's caresses to stop. When Jill touched him and when she looked at him he wasn't a piece of meat or item on display, she looked at him lovingly and with adoration. No one had ever looked at him like that before.
"I am." Jill answered. "And judging from your reactions to me I would say that you were interested too."
"Bodies natural response to stimulation." Reid went on to describe.
Jill stopped Reid's explanation with a kiss. "So I am stimulating." Jill said in her sensual voice.
Reid was having a hard time resisting this. He very gently guided her head towards him to enter into a passionate kiss that continued on and on until they found their way into the bedroom.
Jill and Reid just laid there basking in the afterglow. Jill looked a little put out, with the amount of energy that she just used in last little while Reid wondered why she wasn't asleep.
"You've really have got to stop seducing me." Reid said.
"If you didn't look so cute. You're very hard to resist." Jill said back.
"I find it hard to say no too." Reid smiled at her. Jill was beautiful.
The next morning at the office Reid stood by the kitchenette pouring himself some coffee.
"How's Jill?" Morgan asked.
"She can't come back to work, yet." Reid answered. "I think this time off is starting to feel like punishment to her. She's trying to make the best use of her time."
"How's that?" Morgan asked.
"Cooking." Reid answered. "She made me dinner last night and breakfast this morning and today she is working on homemade soup. She said it would be four hours to cook."
"So she's cooking for you." Morgan couldn't believe how Jill was with him. How did he attract her in the first place? "What's she doing in the meantime?"
"There's a Twilight Zone marathon on Sci-Fi channel and I left her with some books."
"Books." Morgan said.
"Some psychology books and a couple of true crime books." Reid answered. "Did you know she can read 7,500 words per minute? I taught her how to speed read."
"Does she remember everything like you do?"
"No, but she can recall the basics." Reid said. "She's getting better at it. I don't think she ever realized just how smart she actually was."
"No one took the time to teach her anything." Morgan said. "You're her teacher right now."
"She's smart in her own right. She taught me how to shoot, how to cast a pole, and how to . . ." Reid stopped right there. He realized he had to back peddle fast. While he was visiting Jill when she was at Steven and Annie's Jill had put Spencer on a horse and led him around the pasture before showing him how well she could ride.
"What else did she teach you?" Morgan asked curiously.
"No way." Reid said.
"Everyone at the round table, we have a case." Hotch called out.
Reid considered himself as being saved.
The team gathered around the table while Hotch read the case. It was local and considered urgent. They would be there all night.
After they were briefed Spencer took a moment to call Jill.
"Jill what are you doing right now?" Spencer asked.
"Washing the carrots. I just got done watching the episode with that creepy doll. How could anyone let their children have a talking doll after watching that episode? So why did you call?
"I wanted to say I'm sorry. I am going to be here all night." Spencer said.
"Spencer never apologize to me for being at work late you know I understand." Jill answered. In truth she understood the importance of his job. "Listen, I'll bring your team dinner tonight."
"That's too much." Spencer knew it was no use in arguing with Jill.
"Is the whole team going to be there?" Jill asked.
"Yes." Spencer answered.
"I will have dinner for eight. Chicken Mozzarella Parmesan." Jill answered. "I think it will go well with the homemade soup."
"You can make that for eight?" Spencer asked.
"I made it for ten at the last church ladies social." Jill answered.
"You don't have to do this." Spencer said.
"I'm bored. I've already read the psych book you gave me and two of Rossi's books." Jill had changed her tone to the put out town in an effort to sway Spencer.
"I'll let them know, six alright?"
"Fine." Jill answered.
"I love you." Spencer said.
"I know." Jill replied.
"I'll call when I am in the parking lot. I'll let you get back to work. See you at six." Jill said.
"Bye." Reid said hanging up.
"What was all that about." Morgan asked taking in Reid's expression.
"Jill volunteered to cook us dinner tonight since we're working late."
"She doesn't mind?" Morgan asked. He had heard Reid talk about her cooking enough times, in truth he was anxious to try.
"She's bored." Reid answered.
Just before six Reid received a call from Jill saying that she was on her way and wanted someone to meet her at the garage to help carry up the food.
Morgan and J.J. immediately volunteered.
Jill pulled her car up to where the three were standing. She cut the engine and got out.
"Hello, Jill." Spencer said taking her into a hug and planting a kiss on her cheek.
Morgan shook his head. It was a bit strange to see Reid with a girl.
After the kiss Jill opened the backdoor to grab the food.
"Boy that smells good." Morgan replied taking the casserole dish Jill passed him.
"Thanks I hope you all enjoy it." Jill said passing the plastic ware to Spencer.
She then pulled out the homemade soup and passed that to J.J.
Jill then pulled out the final part. Spencer saw the familiar dish and accompanying smell. "Is that a cobbler?" He asked reaching out to lift the lid to find out.
Jill replied by immediately swatting Spencer's hand. "That's for dessert after you eat."
"J.J., she hit me." Reid whined.
"Be glad it was her and not me." J.J. said in motherly tone.
The four went to the elevator and to the office. Prentiss perked up when she saw the food coming. She called Garcia to let her know. Rossi immediately made a beeline for the conference room where the food was being set up.
Jill immediately began setting up the table so the profilers could eat. She made sure the plates and the dishes were set so that they could eat.
Rossi was taking in all the smells as Jill setup. He then walked over and took Jill's hand. "If things don't work out between you and Reid would you be willing to consider an older gentleman." He asked in his womanizing tone.
Reid looked confused.
The team watched to see how Jill would react.
Jill smiled, Spencer recognized it as her mischievous smile. Jill then tapped Rossi on the cheek and said. "I don't like beards."
"Rossi you just got shot down." Morgan said laughing.
"You can't blame a guy for trying." Rossi replied.
"No you can't." Jill said knowing that the move on her was intended in fun rather than seriousness. "I am a one man type of woman though and right now I have a prize catch." Jill then got on her tippy toes and while balancing herself on Spencer planted a kiss on his lips for the entire team to see.
"Alright let's eat so we can go back to work." Hotch ordered grabbing a plate and bowl so he could eat.
Jill sat besides Spencer has they ate. Spencer could tell by the expressions on his team members faces that not only were they appreciative of Jill for bringing them dinner, they were enjoying the meal.
While they ate Jill listened to them talk about the case. Because of her role in the FBI she really didn't have any involvement at all with serial killers. But she knew that was a possibility, so she listened and tried to pick up on what they were talking about. Occasionally she would ask Spencer to define a term for her.
After it was finished Jill collected the dishes and headed out. She did not want to disturb Spencer when he was working the same as she did not want to be disturbed while she was working.
"So that's what you go home to every night." Morgan said after Jill had left.
"And what he wakes up to." Prentiss added humming the wedding march.
"Did you know that the wedding march. . ." Reid began to explain.
The team responded by going back to work.