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Lisbon's P.O.V.
I walk into Hightower's office,"I'm back."
"Oh, Lisbon, good I -wait what happened?!" she gasps.
"Jane happened." I answer curtly. I don't have time for long explanations, considering the syrup is soaking into my clothes. She looks at me understandingly. She nods her head towards the door. I smile in thanks, and leave quickly.
I pace through the halls, mind racing. Why on earth had I gotten involved? The answer was the same as what I told Hightower in her office. Jane. He looked so cheerful, with his adorable freaking eyes. Its the eyes. That's what kills me. I should just look at his smile. NO! That doesn't work his smile is a strobe light. Maybe, its the eyes paired with the smile. Or the eyes and his wonderfully scruffy hair. Or the smile and the hair. Or all of that, paired with the fact that he's Patrick Jane. Gahh....
I slam the door of my office, close the blinds, and plop myself down on the couch, wanting a moment to sort out the tangled mess that is my mind.
"Ougffh," I hear and I realize, that I'm sitting on someone. Right afterwards, I realize that it's Jane, and I decide not to move. He wraps his arms around my waist.
"You're sitting on my lap," he says, clear that he wasn't asking me to move.
"You're sitting on my couch." I stubbornly reply. He leans forward, and I assume that he's going to whisper something in my ear. He just nibbles the pancake on my head.
"Hey!" I squirm, and turn. It ends up, that I'm straddling his legs, facing him, his arms still around me. I notice the gleam in his eye far to late to do anything about and suddenly, his lips are on mine, kissing me fiercely. I have no idea how to react, probably because it seems that rhyme and reason have gone out the window. His lips mold into mine, and I want so badly to kiss him back. I faintly feel my fingers clasping his pinstriped vest. I give in right then, and lean as close as possible, wanting to give myself the chance to finally feel his mouth on mine, just once. It's just one kiss, it's not like anyone could possibly find out.
Rigsby's P.O.V.
Everyone freshened up while Lisbon talked to Hightower. Jane apparently stored extra suits under his couch, so he changed.
I glance over at my sweet Grace, typing furiously on her computer. I decide to go see if we got any calls, or cases. It's what Grace would want me to do, I think she likes it when I'm responsible.
I get up and stroll to Lisbon's office. I open the door quietly, incase she's doing anything that requires concentration. I expect her to be typing on her computer, but that isn't what's happening.
Lisbon.Is. Making. Out. With. Jane. On . The. Couch.
Lisbon is making out with Jane on the couch.
LISBON IS MAKING OUT WITH JANE ON THE COUCH!!!
I back out, and have the door open just a crack. I can't resist watching.
Lisbon stiffins, and pushes Jane away and says something along the lines of, "What the freaking heck was that?!?" but you couldn't really tell because she managed to fit so many cuss words in. Most of them I hadn't heard. Either that, or the fact that she was stuttering so badly. She curled her fingers into a fist, and I quickly ran back to the bullpen.
"Jane and Lisbon were making out on her couch!" I whisper-shout, trying not to be overheard.
"You watched them?!?!" Grace replies.
"I was going to see whether or not we had anymore calls or something," I guiltily say.
"Lisbon always announces the cases to everyone. You're such an intruder," Grace looks at me in disgust and my world suddenly feels colder.
"You two aren't bothered by what I saw?" I incredulusly ask.
"I already knew," Cho monotones.
"Same here," Grace agrees.
"How is it that I had know idea that our boss and our consultant.." I start.
"They aren't a couple. Apparantly, they've only kissed once, and now things are just awkward. They aren't even together." Grace whispers.
"Jane has taught you well." Cho deadpans.
"It's not that I picked up on any of that phycic stuff. Lisbon confided in me," Grace whispers again.
"No offence, but how the heck did you get her to do that?" I murmur, trying to be quiet.
"I kept pestering her because I knew something was wrong. I shouldn't be telling you this. It's called her 'private life' for a reason." Grace trails off turning back to her computer.
"Wait, how did you know?" I question Cho.
He doesn't look up, "Because It was obvious."
"Of course." I roll my eyes. Jane strides out of Lisbon's office, with a mark on his nose, as if he's been punched. He walks toward the kitchenette to make more tea.
"We should try to get Jane and Lisbon together," Grace whispers.
"Okay," I agree. Cho just blinks. "Come on, we're gonna need your help."
"I know." He mutters, then nods in agreement.
"This should be interestling," Grace whispers as Jane walks in.
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