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079. recovery period

"Did you go get food?" She asks as she walks into the kitchen where Spencer is.

"Wha-- no. No, I-I cooked." Spencer says, looking down at the plate of food he made for her.

"When did you learn how to cook?" Jessica asks, sitting at the counter.

"I-I read a book." Spencer says. "And then I called Rossi." He quietly adds, putting the plate in front of her. Jessica hides her grimace at the sight of the charred bacon. "I-- we both know I don't cook much so-- so if it's terrible, I can order something."

Jessica stabs some of the scrambled eggs and eats them. She immediately smiles at him, nodding.

"Really?" Spencer asks, giving her a doubtful look.

"Mm-hmm." Jessica nods.

Spencer turns around to the stove. With his back turned, Jessica grimaces in disgust, doing her best not to gag. She quickly spits the eggs out into her napkin, folding it up and holding it in her lap. Though, while she does so, she fails to notice Spencer turn back around and pout at her true reaction.

Spencer walks over and slides the plate away from her.

"Spence--"

"I can go to your favorite bakery." Spencer says.

"It's the thought that counts." Jessica says.

"Yeah." Spencer mumbles.

"I-I can go with you. I'll go with you." Jessica tells him.

"No. No, you're still hurt, Jess." Spencer frowns.

"It's either I go with you or we eat your breakfast." Jessica says making Spencer sigh. "Or we get Penelope to pick it up cause we know she's dying to come over. She'd be here quicker than The Flash."

"Who?" Spencer's nose scrunches in confusion.

"The--" Jessica sighs. "Never mind. She'd be here really quickly."

"But you said you don't want visitors yet." Spencer says.

"So I guess we're both going." Jessica says.

"And you can handle that?" Spencer asks.

"I'm not a porcelain doll." Jessica scoffs.

"No, I-I know, but... but you're hurt and... and sleep issues can cause mental state issues and exhaustion an-and--"

"Reid." Jessica gives him a look.

"Okay." He mumbles. "But I'm driving."

"It's a four minute walk." Jessica says.

"I'm driving." Spencer states, his tone being final making her groan. "Jessica, you just got out of the hospital barely a week ago. You should still wait a few more days before doing too much."

"A four minute walk is doing too much?" Jessica asks.

"It's an eight minute walk in total, plus stairs." Spencer points out.

"Fine." She relents. "Fine, you're driving. I get it."

"Do you need help with--"

"I'm fine." Jessica tells him, walking past him to the bedroom.

Spencer sighs, trying to not let her growing annoyance bother him. He knows he's probably getting to be overbearing and he knows she's going through a lot.

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Spencer gets out of the car and runs around it, opening the passenger door before Jessica gets a chance to.