A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story so it's probably not going to set the world on fire but please review! It's based on the poem inspired by the poem "Strawberries" by Edwin Morgan which we studied in English class today and I instantly thought of Jane and Lisbon. Every chapter is going to start with a few lines of the poem. Thanks guys... xxx

There were never strawberries

Like the ones we had

That sultry afternoon

The summer heat had permeated the walls of the CBI building. Teresa at her desk, unable to concentrate on the screen in front of her, the sun beating through the window on to the back of her neck. Cases were always slow during heat waves for some reason, it was like the bad guys wanted to enjoy the California summer before being sent to prison, she thought .Despite all loving their jobs , she knew her team would much rather be anywhere else but inside the office with nothing to do.

"Okay guys seeing as we don't have a case you can all go home if you want...assuming you're all up to date with your reports, there's really no reason for us all to be stuck here. So go enjoy the sun and I'll let you know if we get a case, ok?"

A wave of delight passed over the less than crowded bullpen.

"Thanks boss!" exclaimed Van Pelt. She got up to leave with Wayne Rigsby following behind her. Tossing a smile at Lisbon as they left. Cho set his book down on his desk and said goodbye to Lisbon before grabbing his keys and leaving. She saw no reason to wake Jane. He was asleep on his beloved couch so he would not cause her any trouble as she (tried) to finish the work which she was finding mind numbingly dull today. She went back to her office and shut the door.

Fifteen minutes later Jane poked his head around the door.

" Hey Lisbon, why you still here? I thought you let everyone go home?"

She responded without even looking up.

"Someone's gotta be here if we get a case"

"I'm here..."

"You can go home too. I won't need your psychic abilities to finish my paper work"

She looked up at him with a smirk before looking back towards the screen. To her surprise he turned and left. She wasn't sure why, but she felt slightly disappointed. She shook her head to re-focus on the task instead of the fact that she wished she still had Jane here with her. She'd been feeling like that more and more recently and she didn't like it. Whenever she wasn't with him, she found herself wishing she was. Like something dropping at great speed from her head into her stomach, she recognised how she felt ( a kind of longing she guessed) but she always did her best to ignore it.

She was shaken from these thoughts when Jane set a box of strawberries in front of her and sat in the chair facing her.

"so..." He said picking one from the box and biting into it " let's do something. I mean, you can finish this later right?"

Still slightly unsure of herself she looked at him and then down to her desk where the red berries sat shining with moisture. She picked one up and bit it. It was cool on her tongue , in contrast to the heat in her office and the redness rising in her cheeks.

He was still waiting for his answer as she sat back into her chair. Her response shocked him.

"Like what?"

He'd expected her to tell him to stop distracting her or to berate him for causing all the work in the first place.

"Like whatever you want my dear Lisbon....What do you wanna do?"

She didn't really know what she wanted to do or what she wanted from him in general.

"Umm...I don't know. But I am getting a little jealous that the others are off enjoying themselves and I'm stuck here." She said as she looked around her office.

" Well thanks Lisbon, I didn't know i was such bad company.."

"That's not what I meant"

"So your saying you enjoy my company?"

His trade mark grin caused her to flush way more than the sun beating through the glass.

"Whatever." She half smiled as she looked back down to her paperwork.

"Well as that's as close to an admission that I am going to get I'll take it. Come on" He ordered as he yanked her from her chair.