A/n this is a series of one shots and drabbles about the team, many parings and friendships will be explored, along with some AU happenings.
Gold
Gold!
He thought only of gold, spun gold that glowed like fire in the noon day sun.
Perhaps her hair had been ordered spun by Rumplestilskin himself.
His eyes saw blazing color that could melt the away the cares of his heart like fire on ice.
Every strand had its own color, from light yellow to the deepest red gold.
Did she know what her hair and its fire did to him?
When it was gray and icy outside, he imagined plunging his hands into that gold fire and warming them for the duration of winter.
Why can't he wrap himself up in her and stay that way till the birds of spring begin to sing and the flowers bloom in riotous color all around them.
God he hoped she never cut it. The way it fell around her shoulders when she left it down did things to his heart he didn't fully understand. How was he supposed to work with her, when seeing her left him breathless and quivering with need.
Gold!
Did God himself understand what he had done when he'd made this beautiful woman?
His hands itched to touch the golden tresses. Sometimes he had to sit on his hands to keep them from touching her hair. She wouldn't understand, and she wouldn't welcome his touch. It wasn't fair. How would she be so close and yet so unreachable to him?
"Hey!" His partner pushed a finger into his arm, hard.
"Watch it that hurts!"
"Stop staring at her!"
"I'm not staring at her."
"Yes you are. When are you going to make a move or let it go?"
He could only glare at the older man. How could he understand, he was smooth, suave and infinitely successful with the opposite sex. He didn't know what it was like to want something you could never have!
"Leave me alone. Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Because I'm tired of seeing you upset."
He got up from his chair in the bull pen and left, nearly jogging to the elevator, his messenger bag over one shoulder.
He punched the button and watched the lights flash on and off counting up to the sixth floor, his floor. Maybe he couldn't have her, but there was still the weekend, and he could dream all he wanted to.
The doors slid open slowly and he stepped into the car. Then she was there, and he was dumfounded by the gold, again. He couldn't speak; he only nodded when she spoke to him.
The car began to move. She looked over at him and smiled. She pushed a stray thread of yellow behind her ear and his breath caught in his throat.
The lights suddenly went out and there was a jolting, jarring sound as the car stopped. He squeaked in shock, and she gave out a small scream as well.
God someone turn on the lights.
His hands were sweating bullets and his heart was racing as though he'd run a marathon. Damn where was the emergency light.
Then it came on. She was pushing the alarm button and she talked to the security desk when all he could do was lean back and gasp for breath.
"Are you alright." She asked moving up to him.
Was he alright? Oh no… he was far from alright. Why did she have to get so close? Why wasn't the car bigger? Why couldn't he stop being afraid of the dark?
So he lied. "Ah - yeah I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" She came closer and breathing became an issue again.
"Spence?"
The car shook slightly or maybe it was him. The emergence lights flickered on in an unsteady glow.
She was right in front of him, close enough for him to reach out and…
No… he couldn't think like that, they might plunge to their deaths at any moment.
"Spence?" Her hands found his face and another hard shudder ran through his body.
"JJ!"
Her face was inches from his. Her hair touched his shoulders.
Gold!
He relaxed and let her engulf him, let the golden light of her surround him. He barely realized it when her lips found his. When the darkness fell again, he had her light to guide him to the other side and the light.
After eternity came and went, after only seconds elapsed, the light returned and the car moved again. JJ stepped back, and when the doors opened on the parking garage, she pulled him, delirious and breathless from her touch, to her car.