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Chapter 4 A Very Pleasant Evening
The next day in the office the team was still going through the victims looking for a pattern. They looked for harassment that had occurred to sex offenders and going over the officers involved looking for an overlapping pattern.
The main confusion of the case came from the crossing of state lines. The hardest part though was the lack of help. People did not want to help the sex offenders. It was a general consensus that the killing of sex offenders was part of the public good.
So far all they could narrow down was the fact the Un-Sub only attacked those who had harmed children between the ages of four and thirteen. Right now they were going through a cooling off period.
Morgan had figured that he watches his victims first and then attacks when the time was right.
Rossi had commented that this Un-Sub was more methodical then past vigilantes.
This Un-Sub was quickly writing is way into a true crime book.
Stepping back from the board for a moment, Reid looked at his desk. There was note there that had been sprayed with perfume. He recognized the perfume immediately.
Spencer. I found some of the missing ingredients to my very special chicken dish. Meet me at my apartment at seven tomorrow and I will cook some up. I just nailed this guy I have been tracking for over a year now. He should be getting his second strike for this. I wanted to celebrate. Jill.
Spencer hoped no one saw the note sitting there and read it. He then released if someone had seen it he would be getting teased right now about having a date with a girl. That teasing would significantly increase if they found out she was an FBI agent. He got onto his computer and sent a quick Email to her saying that he would be there.
Reid went over to Jill's apartment after work. This was the first time he had ever gone in.
When she opened the door Reid had to gulp. Jill was wearing a blue sleeveless dress with a very plunging neckline. The skirt was high enough to show her pretty legs. Her hair was done up with a few pieces hanging down. She was beautiful.
He was unable to speak for a moment. "You you look very lovely." He stammered.
Jill blushed and looked away for a moment. "Thank-You," she replied. "Come on in." Jill said guiding him into her apartment.
The apartment opened up into a living room area that Jill had turned into an office. A work desk with computer had been set up. The area had been kept neat and assorted. A lock box was there on the desk. Reid figured that was where she kept her sidearm. Her badge and her cell phone were placed there by the lock box.
The kitchen was in the back with a small sitting area in the center. Jill had prepared the table with a decorative tablecloth, plates, and candles.
"I'll show you the apartment." She said. Jill first showed Reid the living area that she used for an office. "My work at home is only in this space. This is my work computer here. Stewie set it up for me so I can use the networks here just in case something comes up." She then led him to the second bedroom.
"This is really blue." Reid said looking in. The sheets on the bed and comforter were blue along with the different pieces of decorations in the room.
"My sister emulated my mother for reasons I have never understood. She followed the same footsteps. She thought she was going to be a high class hooker, but she didn't." Jill said standing only in the door way. "I sent a message to her that if she agrees with therapy and works to stay clean this is waiting on her she can stay here until she is able to work and live on her own. Her favorite color was blue. I hoped it would attract her."
Jill went back to the kitchen and started moving the food from the stove to the table.
Reid's attention was drawn to the wall that stood between the two bedrooms. The wall had been covered with a giant collage of pictures. Reid recognized different Army things that had been placed in the huddled mass of photos.
"It's a shrine, I know." Jill said standing next to Reid. "Everything of my life is on here."
"Is this Chris?" Reid asked stopping at a photo of a girl wearing an Army uniform and looking like a complete mess. Despite that she had a cheery expression.
"Yes," Jill answered stepping over next to Reid. "That was taken right after an exercise we were on." She moved her finger over to another picture. "There she is with her Dad and Mom and brother Kyle."
Reid looked down at the photo. "Is that Steven Meadows, Dr. Steven Meadows?" He asked.
"Yeah, that's his name Steven Meadows. You know him?" Jill asked.
"His books are considered required reading for studying profiling. I can't believe you know him." Reid said excitedly divulging into the books and their applicability to the BAU.
Jill placed her hand on his cheek. "I will introduce you sometime."
"Right." Reid said realizing he had started carrying on with a topic.
Jill only smiled in response. Right then the timer on the stove dinged. "That will be dessert." Jill said.
"You didn't have to go through that much trouble." Reid said. In truth he loved sweets and sugars, just as much as any kid.
"It was no trouble." Jill had placed on her oven mitts and was removing the casserole dish from the stove.
Reid's eyes were drawn to something else on the wall, at the bottom of the collage.
It looked like a term paper. "This is an F paper." A giant red F was marked in the center of the paper. Reid said carefully removing the paper so he could read it.
"I know." Jill said with a little bit of laughter.
"I thought only A papers were the ones that were displayed." Reid said. He had never gotten an F on anything in school. He picked up the paper and started reading it. The paper was about abandonment.
"The A papers usually do." Jill answered. "That one serves as a reminder for me. The back will help explain why." Reid had made it to the back page when she said it.
"This was fairly accurate." Reid said. "Your own insight in the documentation was also credible. What she wrote on the back about a high school student not being able to draw such a conclusion was misguided."
"She accused me of theft, she said I had plagiarized." Jill said. "It serves as a reminder to me that those who should have understood didn't. I remember the feelings I had when I stood there being lectured about it. I know the truth. I have a better understanding now. She had never known abandonment like I had, that was why she couldn't understand the paper. There are some people who can never understand, unless they have been there."
Reid nodded that he understood.
"Dinner's ready I hope you like it." Jill said sitting down. "While I was in the Army I enrolled in some cooking classes."
"I'm sure it will be wonderful." Reid said as he took the seat across from her.
Reid took his fork and knife and cut himself a bite of the chicken. It was delicious. "Those cooking classes paid off." Reid said taking another bite. Better than anything he had ever cooked for himself.
"Thank you," Jill said "I have always enjoyed this dish for some reason. I only make it for special occasions. The wine was the hardest thing to find."
"I thought you didn't drink?" Reid said surprised.
"Only for cooking, for the flavor. I slow cook it long enough the alcohol burns out. I tried using non-alcoholic wines and fruit juices, but it never tasted the same." Jill explained.
"I see," Reid said. "What is the special occasion, then?" he asked wondering if it was more than just the arrest she made.
"The collar yesterday, removing this guy from the streets and for good company." Jill replied.
"Really," Reid said surprised.
"I think our dates have been successful. They have beaten out the past dates that I have been on. My last relationship did not end well, this one is moving faster and more smoothly than any other relationship that I have had."
"Jill," Reid began. "I really like you, I do, but I am in some uncharted territory."
"It used to be that two people saw each other liked each other now they read a bunch of smart books until they can't tell each other apart from a civil service exam." Jill replied.
"Rear Window, Alfred Hitchcock."
Jill could not hide her surprise. "Okay two mal-adjust misfits like us should find happiness, with each other than."
"I suppose so." Reid said finishing the chicken. This girl was different and he really did enjoy her company.
After dinner Jill and Spencer sat down on the sofa in the bedroom and watched TV for a little bit, letting their stomachs settle. It had been a while since Reid had a home cooked meal like that.
While they were watching TV Jill slowly started to stoke Spencer's arm, as if asking for admittance.
Spencer moved his arm around her. Jill snuggled closer to him. She then started to kiss his neck.
"What, what are you doing?" Spencer asked unsure of how to follow in the next course of action.
"Seducing you." Jill whispered in his ear.
"Why?" Dr. Spencer Reid was in a situation where he did not know what to do.
"I knew you wouldn't make the first move she said going lower on his neck. She started to work on the buttons on his shirt.
Reid thought about this for a moment. Just for a moment. "I, I should tell you something, before." Reid said stammering harder than what he did at the door.
"What's that?" Jill said stopping so she could look at him.
"I've never." Reid started to blush.
"I'll be gentle then." Jill whispered into Reid's ear.
Jill and Reid laid together on the bed some time later. They were on their sides facing each other. Jill was smiling stroking Reid's hair. "I love all this long hair, it is sexy like this."
"Was that what attracted you to me?" Reid asked.
"No, it was these beautiful eyes." Jill said gliding her hand across Reid's face. She looked into his eyes then blushed.
"You fell for the pathway to my soul then." Reid said paraphrasing.
"You are a romantic," Jill replied.
"No, I'm logical a realist." Reid said.
"You are a romantic, you just don't know it yet. But I will prove it to you." Jill said.
Reid spent the entire night with Jill. He did not want to leave.
When Reid woke up in the morning he turned to say good morning to Jill, but she was already awake. Reid got up and looked for his clothes on the couch where Jill had stripped him down the night prior. They were gone. Reid saw a large dark blue robe hanging on the door. Feeling the need to cover his um dignity he put the robe on walked out to the living room area.
Jill was on floor in a sports bra and biker shorts doing pushups.
Reid looked at her body remembering the night before.
"Good morning." Jill said stopping her workout.
"Good morning." Reid replied. "Where are my clothes?"
"Being washed. So you are my hostage until then." Jill walked up and wrapped Spencer in her arms.
"What do you intend to do with me then?" Spencer asked playing along.
"I was thinking a nice shower and breakfast before I took you to work." Jill replied.
"I think that is a reasonable plan." Spencer said smiling. He had never known a girl like this in his entire life.
Spencer and Jill stepped into the shower and then sat down for breakfast. "You had last night planned, didn't you?"
"If you mean last night had the desired outcome you are right." Jill said. "I was hoping you enjoyed."
"I did." Reid said. "It couldn't have been better."
Jill smiled at the remark.
After breakfast Jill went down the laundry room of her building and returned with Spencer's clothing.
"Looks like I have no choice but return you to Quantico now." Jill said passing Reid his clothing.
"Thank You." Reid said getting dressed. "Does this mean we are together officially now? You never did give me that rule book of yours."
"I think that book got thrown out the window, but yes. Stewie knows I am dating someone, but I won't tell him who. He thinks of himself as my protective older brother, so I don't think he will get your name just yet."
"You and Stewie get along very well."
"Next to Chris he is the best partner I ever had." Jill replied. "We both better get to work before we're late."