A/N: Okay, so here's another one of my figment of my imagination. One I got after watching Rigsby's reaction to Agent O'Laughlin taking Grace out to lunch. I think this could be a few chapters long. I hope you'll enjoy this!

She's moving on, am I?

"Lunch by chopper," Rigsby huffed as he made his way back to his desk. "What's next, dinner in a hot air balloon? Wedding on the moon?"

"What's that?" Cho asked with a frown, looking up from his casefile, meeting the eyes of his younger coworker.

"Nothing," Rigsby replied as he shook his head a bit.

Cho nodded, "You're upset Van Pelt is moving on."

"No… yes… I mean, she barely knows the guy," Rigsby defended, "Who says he's trustworthy?" He asked.

"He's an FBI agent."

"So what?"

"Just get over it. She broke up with you because of the rules. It's over, move on," Cho suggested with a sigh.

"That's exactly the point. I can't. I love her," Rigsby admitted and looked down. "I wanted to transfer for her, but she… forget it," he added and got up to head to the address Lisbon had given him.

Once back in the office Rigsby found himself unable to focus on his work. He couldn't stop thinking about Grace having lunch with a man that wasn't him. His Grace with her beautiful smile he wished would be especially for him.

When Grace returned to the bullpen with flushed cheeks and a bright smile, Rigsby felt his blood boil. Craigh hadn't earned that smile, she wasn't for him. "That much fun, huh?" He asked, without looking away from his screen.

Grace looked up, her smile slightly fading. "Yes, what is it to you?"

Rigsby looked up, his jaw tight. "Nothing, glad to see you're moving on," he said, trying to make it sound genuine, but failing.

"You're jealous…" Grace commented, frowning slightly. "You're a hypocrite you know that? You're dating and you expect me to just be fine with it, and now I've met somebody I like at apparently it's all different."

"I said I'm glad you're moving on, so just let it go," Rigsby responded, clearly annoyed.

"Whatever," Grace replied and shook her head a bit. "Jerk," she whispered under her breath.

Grace felt the tension when she arrived in the bullpen the next morning. She greeted Cho and Rigsby, but only one of them actually replied. She sat down at her desk and opened her email. She couldn't help but smile and blush when she read the cute message Craig had sent her, something that didn't go unnoticed by Rigsby.

Rigsby felt another pang of jealousy pulse through his body as he realized she was definitely moving on. She'd confronted him about him moving on, but was he? He let out a deep sigh and ran his hands over his face. Would he be able to let her go? Would he be able to let her find happiness with Craig? He had no choice, she had made it clear she didn't want him anymore, hadn't she?

He opened his email and browsed the addresses, looking for his contact from the major crimes unit in San Francisco. If seeing Grace with another man was going to hurt this much, he didn't want to be around to see it.

After his small inner battle he found the courage to send a message to see if there was still a position open with the unit. After hitting send, he got up to grab himself a cup of coffee, trying to ignore Grace who was smiling at the screen of her cellphone.

Upon his return at his desk he saw that he'd already gotten a reply. He replied that he would come to San Francisco for the job interview at the time they'd offered him.

He got up and walked over to Lisbon's office, knocking on the door frame. When his boss waved him in he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "I have a job interview in San Francisco tomorrow, I'm going to need some time off."

"Where's this coming from?" Lisbon asked as she looked up at him.

"Well, that's easy," Jane replied, making Rigsby turn in surprise. "He Rigsby," he smiled and looked up at Lisbon again. "Our young agent here is still deeply in love with Grace van Pelt, and seeing her and O'Laughlin together makes him realize she'll never be his again. He's wrong, but that's the reason he wants to transfer," Jane explained, a smug smile on his face as he saw Rigsby's confusion.

"What do you mean I'm wrong?" Rigsby asked, uncertainty clear in the sound of his voice.

"Well, Grace clearly loves you. She's not going to be happy with O'Laughlin. She'll realize that eventually."

"Oh yeah?" Rigsby snorted a bit. "You must've forgotten she broke up with me."

"Yeah, because of some stupid CBI rules," Jane commented, earning a chastise from Lisbon. "What? They worked perfectly together, their relationship never interfered with her job. There's really no reason they can't be together," he added. "I'd say the rules need some revision."

"Well, I don't have time to wait around to see if things change," Rigsby said, "I'll see you at work the day after tomorrow," he added before leaving his boss' office.

When Grace arrived the next morning she was startled to see Rigsby's desk empty. "Where's Wayne?" She asked as she looked up at Cho.

Cho shrugged, "I don't know, I'm sure Lisbon does."

"He's at a job interview in San Francisco," Jane replied as he walked in with his cup, dipping a teabag in the hot water. He smirked a bit at the look of surprise on Grace's face.

"But why? He loves this job," Grace replied, her brows furrowed.

"He does," Jane nodded, "but he loves you more, and he can't stand seeing you with another man."

"Why not, he's dating as well," Grace defended. "Besides, it's been months. Craig is a good man."

"I'm not saying he's not, although there is something sketchy about him, but that's not the point," Jane responded. "The point is, Rigsby is trying to forget you by dating people who don't mean anything to him, who are in all ways different from you. It's the same thing you're doing with Craig."

"No it's not, I happen to like Craig very much," Grace retorted with a frustrated huff.

"Then look into my eyes and tell me you don't love Wayne Rigsby anymore," Jane said as he stood in front of her. When Grace didn't reply, he smirked. "That's what I thought."

TBC