"You're lucky she's just keeping the cookies instead of vowing to hack into your computer to keep track of you from now on." Reid considered offering to help Rossi cook the casserole, but he knew that Rossi wouldn't accept any help, so he stayed quiet, sitting down in a chair across from Rossi.

He frowned, giving a nervous shrug. He never really knew how to deal with being recognized for the things he did. "Well, I couldn't just leave you there. You know that. I didn't know if you were hurt or not."