Authors Note: Anyone who reads this and thinks they've seen this before isn't crazy. This used to be chapter 2 of my fic "Wrong, Wrong, Wrong", but I decided I liked that one better as a stand alone. SO, here I am turning this into a sequel, a second story. Follows right after the first. If you have read this before, don't feel that you have to review again, as it is after all the same thing.

Disclaimer: I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure that the people who own this fine show aren't driving around in 17 year old cars with bad clutches and cv boots.

It was early, but he was awake. That's what happened when he slept at work, he woke before everyone got in. This was a good thing. It enabled him to change clothes and shave. And if it was a good day he'd get breakfast and coffee for the team.

Today was not a good day. But he went out and got muffins for everyone and coffee for Lisbon. He had to have a reason to see her hand so that he could see the ring. He had to see for himself if she had really done it, or it had all been a huge misunderstanding.

He arrived back at the building just after she had, he saw her getting in the elevator. She looked happy, even from behind she looked happy. Her shoulders seemed lighter and she was walking with a lilt in her step. And she was smiling, at the copy boy who worked on the second floor. There was only one thing that could cause that, it had happened. It hadn't been a dream.

He almost turned and walked out of the building, but then what would he do with all the muffins and coffee to sweet for him to want to drink? Slowly he made his way through security and up to the third floor. Maybe it had been his imagination, maybe he was reading her wrong again, after all, look at what had happened last time. He'd ended up outside a very nice restaurant watching someone else propose to the only person who meant anything to him anymore.

He smiled when he walked in and saw Rigsby sitting at his desk. "I brought muffins!"

Rigsby's head popped up, "Alright, free breakfast."

Jane sat the box of muffins on the table between his couch and Cho's desk, grabbed on and with coffee and muffin in hand went to see Lisbon in her office. He walked in without knocking-no need to make her suspect anything-and smiled when she scowled at him.

"Good morning my dear, I brought you breakfast." He held out the coffee and muffin for her to take.

She grabbed the cup first, looking at the marks on the side of the cup to make sure it was the one she usually drank before smiling and grabbing the muffin.

While Lisbon had been examining her coffee Jane had been examining her fingers. It was true. There on her left hand, fourth finger, was a ring. He felt his smile falter a little, but was confident that Lisbon wouldn't be able to notice.

"Congratulations."

"For what?" She was trying to act like she didn't know what he was talking about, but Jane could tell that she was trying hard not to smile.

"For your engagement, congratulations."

She let the smile lose then, beaming at him as if she was the happiest woman in the world, and she probably was.

"Can I see your ring?"

"Oh, right." She held her hand up to him and he toke it in his leaning over slightly to look at it.

It was a small ring, not more that a carat and a half. There were three stones, lined up next to each other and almost flush with the band. The band itself was platinum. Jane turned her hand side to side looking at the ring. The guy had picked well, with the diamonds set in the band it would be harder for it to snag on something, and it fit on her hand just right, it wasn't too big, but at the same time, the diamonds were large enough that it would be admired by most of the people who saw it.

"What do you think?" Lisbon asked, and he realized that she was nervous, she actually cared what he thought.

"It's lovely, just lovely. He is a lucky man, and he has good taste." He smiled at her, not his normal 1000 watt grin, but a soft kind smile, that tried to convay all of the emotion he was feeling.

"Yea, he does have good taste." She took her hand back from him and looked at the ring on it, still trying to get used to the weight on her finger.

"What's his name?" He asked softly, almost affair that if he found out who it was it would make it all real.

"Bill."

"His name is Bill?"

"Right, Bill, a name short for William."

"What's his last name?"

"You'll find out when you get the invitation in the mail."

"Why don't you want to tell me?"

"Because the first thing you'd do is go out there and ask Van Pelt to look him up for you, and I don't want that."

"Oh like you haven't already run a background check on him."

"No, I haven't Jane, you should know me better than that."

Jane just kept his smile in place, although, now it was even more forced than it had been before. "Congratulations Lisbon." He said one last time before leaving the office and going to his couch.

He'd been wrong again. He thought for sure Lisbon would have checked out any man that she had agreed to marry. This was not a good thing.

Authors Note: I've been having too much fun playing with the Tiffany's website. Here's the link to the ring, just take out the spaces before the dots.

http://www .tiffany .com/Engagement/Item. aspx?GroupSKU=GRP10012#f+0/0/0/0/4005/4005