Author's Note: A fun request from CalmintheChaos which was "Eliot and Parker as a couple, Eliot cooks for Parker and won't let her help, you fill in the reason." I hope you like this one! Enjoy!

Eliot loves to cook, but not necessarily for the reason you might think. True, he loves good food, but cooking is a release for him. It's a chance for him to take all that angry energy and take it out on the innocent food on his cutting board and then eat something yummy at the end.

His mom had been the one who got him into cooking. Whenever he was upset or had a rough day, she would be in the kitchen distracting him by teaching him to be a proper chef. While he resisted at first, he later began to feel attached to cooking. He remembered that whenever he finished a dish his mom would look at it for a long time before trying it. Then, she would quickly take a bite and smile.

"I don't know how you do it, Eliot," She would murmur. "But, it's amazing."

He smiles, reliving the memory.

He's completely changed from the guy he was an hour ago. An hour ago, he was pissed off. He had been slow in his reaction to getting to the team and because of that, Nate had a concussion. A concussion that was all Eliot's fault. If only he had been there a little bit sooner!

There's a quick knock at the door.

"Come in!" He shouts, though he really doesn't want company right now.

"Hey,"

He looks up and sees Parker. She has a strange glint in her eyes and Eliot is just about to ask what's wrong when she embraces him, not caring about the fact that he has a very long and sharp knife in his hand.

"Woah, Parker!" He exclaims, pushing her back. He then puts the knife down before she does something else reckless. "What's with the hugging?"

He doesn't mind it, but she's freaking him out. She's never spontaneously hugged him before. When they went out on dates, yeah, but never anytime else.

"Sophie said you were upset and she said that you needed a huge so I gave you one." She says it like he should've known all along. She pulls up a seat and sits down at the counter, watching him chop furiously.

"What?"

She smiles deviously and he can't help but smile too. He loves that smile. It lights up her face and makes you feel like you can walk on air, but it also means she's planning something and knowing Parker . . . well, let's just say that can be a bad thing.

"Can I help?"

"No," He replies quickly and she pouts.

"Why not?!"

He suppresses a chuckle and focuses on chopping the carrots in front of him. He's not sure what he's making, but he's already chopped lettuce, onions, and celery. He supposes he should think about what he's making, but he still needs to get his frustration out.

"I need to just let my anger out." He tells her.

She tilts her head in confusion.

"So, you're angry at the carrots?"

He laughs and it feels good. He can feel the tension leaving him. That's good.

"No, Parker." He answers her, pushing the chopped carrots aside. He reaches for the next thing, basil, and begins to chop. "I'm mad at me and chopping things makes me feel better." He looks up and sees that she still doesn't understand, but then again, this is Parker he was talking too. She didn't understand half of the things normal people did.

"Can I stay then and watch?" Her voice sounds so hopeful that he can't resist her. He nods his head and she smiles gleefully. She then babbles to him for the next hour, handing Eliot various things to chop. When he's finally finished, he leans over and kisses her. It startles her for a second, but she relaxes and begins to kiss him back. When he pulls back, she's grinning. "What was that for?"

"For being there." He replies.

They kiss once more.

Author's Note: Titles anyone? Anyone have any suggestions for titles? Review/Request please!