Jack had only watched a few episodes of the Arican TV series *Criminal Minds* in his previous life, and didn't rember much about the BAU because he was watching another cody series at the ti, *Chuck*.
His impression of the BAU agents was that they were all decent people, but whether it was due to the writers' sentintal nature or the fact that people who study psychology are generally more emotional, most of them were deeply affected by the cases themselves, and their private lives were quite miserable.
In Jack's view, in this respect, these elite agents perford worse than ordinary patrol officers like Nolan, Tim, and Angela from the LAPD.
His impression of Reid was limited to his brilliant mind, weak physical abilities, sowhat geeky personality, and apparently, he was later forced to beco addicted to drugs. Since he would be spending a long ti in the FBI, it was necessary to eliminate so potential problems in advance.
Jack didn't want to one day have to drill a hole in the head of his teammate whom he worked with day and night.
The following months were a bittersweet experience for Reid, with nutritious als perfectly suited to his taste waiting for him every day.
Even during breaks from training, Jack would pull out a handful of homade candies to tempt him. Not only did they taste exactly like the ones he rembered from childhood, but he'd also specially adjusted the recipe so he could enjoy them without any issues.
But to truly enjoy these delicious, nutritious als and snacks, he had to complete all the physical training Jack had planned for him, albeit with a desperate effort.
[A/n: Bro beca an nanny with candies and treats. Just no milk.]
Reid genuinely felt he was "going all out," because whenever he felt like he couldn't go on, a pat on the shoulder from Jack seed to give him a tiny bit of extra strength, allowing him to persevere until he finished all the designated training.
"I strongly suspect you're turning into a Stockholm syndro patient," Reid vented, collapsing onto the grass beside the track once more.
Jack nudged him, and only after seeing that the guy was completely immobile did he sit down beside him.
"Three months, I helped you gain a full 25 pounds, made sure you passed all the physical fitness tests, and you've even started to experience the dopamine rush after exercise. And you dare to accuse ?"
"Don't expect to go easy on you in tonight's fight training."
Jack joked. Although Reid seed a bit strange, after spending ti with him, he genuinely felt Reid was a good friend. Sotis his thoughts and actions were as innocent and simple as a child's; a small reward or even a verbal complint could make him happy for a long ti.
"How did you do that? Three months ago, I could take this guy down with one hand, and yesterday in the fight training, he was already on par with ."
A beautiful blonde woman with large breasts stopped and slowly walked over to Jack and the two of them, simultaneously placing her hands on her knees and slowly adjusting her breathing. This posture revealed a deep cleavage that made both of them turn their heads.
"Jane Banner, I've been watching you for a long ti." The blonde woman introduced herself proactively.
Jack couldn't figure out which character from the show had wandered in, but on the very first day of the new recruits' arrival, he recognized the female trainee. Her face and figure were definitely modeled after a certain actress.
Anyway, as long as she didn't have a brother nad 'Quicksilver,' she wouldn't cause any major trouble.
"Jack Tavelor, this is Spencer Reid."
Reid, the young virgin, was already in a state of self-isolation, his face flushed red, his eyes unsure where to look.
Out of politeness, Jack could only introduce him as well.
In contrast, Jane Banner appeared quite poised and confident, taking the initiative to sit down on the lawn with the two of them.
"Dr. Reid is already a celebrity here. We all know that even if he did nothing, the FBI wouldn't let such a genius slip by."
"I'm just curious, how did you manage to do that?" Jane Banner tilted her head, seemingly struggling to find the right words.
"I don't even know what to say. Making a genius brain, naturally suited for an office, into an excellent field agent? Are your BAU's requirents for agents that high?"
Jack turned to look at Reid and chuckled.
"Looks like there really aren't any secrets here, are there? It's not a BAU requirent, but I don't want to be distracted by taking care of my partner while dealing with vicious criminals. You could say I have high expectations for my future partner."
Jane Banner didn't seem to have any particular purpose; perhaps she just wanted to make friends. After chatting with the two for a while, she went back to her run.
Jack asked Reid, sowhat puzzled, "Why were you so nervous just now? You seed perfectly normal talking to other pretty girls."
Reid blushed and stamred after a long pause, "She reminded of my ti at Las Vegas public high school."
"There was a girl as cute as her in my class. One day she handed a note, told to put on a blindfold, and then stripped naked in front of the whole grade."
Jack's face darkened as he stared at Reid for a long ti before sighing.
"You're such a kind kid, Spencer Reid."
"You are too. Thank you for everything you've done for ." Reid suddenly stood up, bowed deeply, and thanked Jack.
Jack was startled, wondering why he had suddenly made the atmosphere so serious.
"We'll be in the sa group from now on, why are you being so polite all of a sudden? Besides, this is a task Rossi gave ."
"I know you're a good person, just like Rossi, but no one has ever gone to this extent for . Even Gideon, whom I consider a father figure, but you…"
"I've calculated your schedule. Preparing delicious and nutritious als for every day, supervising my workouts, plus the study ti for those classes, you only get three or four hours of rest a day at most."
Tears welled up in Reid's eyes.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Jack instinctively slid several ters away from the ground.
"Let confirm first, are you sure your sexual orientation hasn't changed recently?"
"Of course not, why do you ask? I'm 100% heterosexual." Reid instinctively shuddered, his half-ford emotions completely gone.
"First, I need to correct you on one thing. While I'm not as genius as you, those academic courses aren't difficult for , so I generally get more than eight hours of rest each day."
Of course, he only actually sleeps for less than four hours. Anyway, he arrived three months earlier than everyone else, and whether the staff forgot or did it on purpose, no new person was assigned to live with him, so he wasn't afraid of being exposed.
"Secondly, although you're about my age, we've spent several months together, and I genuinely consider you my brother. You remind of before I beca an officer. I don't have any brothers or sisters, and aside from pretty girls, I never imagined I'd take such good care of soone." He ruffled Reid's curly hair, his tone deliberately nacing. "If you keep being so polite with , I'll beat you up, just like those older brothers who bully their younger siblings."
[A/n: Jane Banner- From 'Wind River' movie (Wanda)]
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