At 6:05am sharp the alarm buzzed. Teresa Lisbon reached over and clicked it to snooze. Jus then the arm of Patrick Jane curled around her, pulling her closer to him.

"mmm morning" he said sleepily.

"morning" she answered.

They'd been sleeping occasionally together since the night of the High School reunion murders. A friends with benefits type of thing. Jane had admitted he'd not slept with a women since his wife's death and he knew that Lisbon had no life whatsoever and proposed a solution for their sexual needs. She agreed and was beginning to regret the decision. She was starting to become attached and want to get out while she still could. She didn't want to end up like Rigsby and Van Pelt. She felt bad for them. They were meant to be, but they came out at work and lost each other. She was going to let it slide. It was only fair. The CBI had no right to tell an Agent they could not have a life outside of the unit or dictate to them who they could or could not date. Rules were rules so she had told them to keep it out of the office. Hightower was good. She saw the looks Grace received from her "lover" Rigsby could not hide his emotions, the big man was head-over-heels. Not once in the eight years she'd known him, did he ever have a girlfriend. He just seemed interested in being a cop. Until the day Grace joined the team. She saw his heart literally stop when Grace shook his hand. From that moment on, she'd lost her muscle to the pretty red head.

"Good Lord woman, if you think any louder, you'll wake the neighbors… Rigsby and grace are fine. They've been happily back together for 3 weeks and I am helping them pull off a rouse"

"I…I…I, wait, what? How did you know I was thinking about that?"

"Lisbon, you think louder than the fire alarm rings"

"so what is the rouse? And what if they get caught? You know Hightower will fire them and I'll be out of a computer geek and an arson specialist"

"And the world will have tall, red haired, blue eyed imps running around"

"you want them to get caught so they can have kids? Did you make the rouse easy to figure out?"

"no and no… I want them to be happy. Its not fair, the CBI has no right to tell an Agent they can not have a life outside of the unit or dictate to them who they can or can not date."

He would have to echo her thoughts "so what game do you have them playing? Something like ours? Because that wont work. Rigsby loves her, like needing air to breathe"

"no, no he's pretending to have a new girlfriend. Grace's friend is calling as 'Tiffany' and leaving him messages. But I think our little game may be over soon, I think grace is pregnant"

"Well, that is going to mess everything up. Ugh, Patrick, sometimes I can't… you are so…"

"Relax, had nothing to do with that. And It may not be true. She just seems to be glowing lately." And with that he kissed her forehead and go out of bed.

Lisbon laid quietly thinking to herself. She really needed to end this friends with benes thing. Sex got you in to trouble, and the Blond consultant in her shower was nothing but trouble.