Hey! This is my first fanfic ever, pretty much the only thing I have ever written besides college boring stuff. I know this is going to suck but I'm totally open to criticism, I hope you guys will help me to get better. English is clearly not my first language but it's the one I feel comfortable using online. I'm a little worried that when you read the M rated scene at the end you will feel like you're reading a description of the human centipede movie. I hope not…

Another thing I'm a little worried about is that this story is not original at all. There are thousands of fics about those two weeks. Not only that, but the subjects of the conversations, between Jane and Lisbon, I intend to write in the next chapters have been discussed by the fandom numerous times. I thought I should start with something simple rather than an AU. Plus, Jane and Lisbon's first time is something that never gets out of my mind, I wish we had that scene, well not the real deal just what led to it :P Anyway, I just hope I won't sound too much like the writers of the fics I've read.

Thank you.

…..

Lisbon was so nervous she felt as her chest was on fire, her heart fluttered inside her and it was impossible to contain a smile. Jane was still holding her chin shifting his gaze from her eyes to her lips, wishing for more. She noticed his heavy breathing, he was just as nervous as her, his walls were down and she felt good seeing she had that effect on him.

There was a few seconds of silence. This had been a scenario played out numerous times in their heads, in many different ways, but that was actually happening, finally, and they weren't sure on what to say or how to act now. After years longing for each other's touch, they could finally express their intimacy in a physical form. It felt like freedom, as if they had got rid of a burden that was making it hard for them to breathe.

Jane got back to sit on his chair, afraid that at any moment the guard would expel Lisbon out of the office for their behavior.

"You finally kissed me." – Lisbon said with a little smirk, trying to easy the moment.

Jane smiled at her.

"Yeah, sorry it took me so long." – His voice was soft.

He held her hand from across the table. And they stared at each other.

"I need to get you out of here, eh? I asked to talk to the guard's superior before coming in. I'll see if he's available now."

She was getting up but Jane couldn't let go of her hand just yet.

"Promise you will be back?"

"- Jane.."

"Promise this is not just a dream?"

"I'll be back soon, I promise." She gave him a shy smile biting her lips before heading out of the office.

Lisbon didn't took more than five minutes to come back but a whirlwind of thoughts and doubts invaded Jane's mind as he watched her go. That was finally happening. It was hard to trust it to be true. It even crossed his mind that all of it was some sick illusion his brain was playing on him, a punishment for tricking so many people during his life, including the one he loved. He forced himself to get rid of that thought, he had another chance and he wouldn't screw up this time, he would live it.

He thought about what they were going to do next, how their relationship was going to be now. He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down, the memories of their kiss came back and he smiled to himself.

The sound of the door opening brought him to reality.

"You're free to go, lover boy. Next time make sure you do something before she gets on the plane." The PSA guard was not so pleased with Jane.

"So she convinced your boss to let me go?"

"Is not like we're sad to see your back. Plus your boss called, he's coming for your rescue too, we wouldn't be able to hold you for too long anyway. Come on, let's go."

"Yeah, ah, I still need your help here." Jane told the guard pointing to his injured ankle.

…

Lisbon was waiting in the hall, thinking about their kiss. It was crazy how just a few hours ago everything was falling apart, she had given up on the only man who could ever make her happy, now all that just seemed like a nightmare, just as much as being with Jane seemed an unreachable dream not two days ago.

She heard the door opening and saw the cranky PSA guard carrying Jane out of the little room.

"I will take him now, thanks."

Jane got his arm around Lisbon and the guard waited to make sure she could carry him before getting back to his office. Lisbon got her luggage from the floor and Jane offered to carry it with his free hand.

Now they were alone, getting down the hall, heading for the exit.

"We should probably go to the hospital to see your ankle…"

"Nah, it's fine. I just need some ice."

"Jane-"

"Really, it's fine."

"Okay, but if it gets worse we're going."

Lisbon opened the door to get off the building. The sunlight hurt their eyes and they realized it was morning. Jane had spend the whole night in that little room, being hold by the PSA, while Lisbon spend the tried to get him released.

Lisbon helped Jane to stand against the wall and he put her luggage besides him on the floor.

"I called us a cab, you still need to get your stuff back from the hotel, right?"

"What you mean get my stuff? We still have two days reserved."

"Jane, I can't—"

"Come on Lisbon, you took two weeks off, why can't we stay here for two days? Enjoy the city a little bit, hm?"

Lisbon was looking at him very tempted by the idea.

"I need to get my house back, my job…"

"I'm sure you'll have no problem getting your job back, you just need to call Abbott he never wanted you to go anyway and you know that."

He was holding her hand caressing it with his thumb.

"Please?"

"Fine."

They smiled at each other.

"Okay, I'll call Abbott and tell him I got released and that he doesn't need to come here."

"Can you- can you tell him that I'm not going anymore? I don't want to talk to him right now but I'd rather for him to find out before getting a call from the DC's office."

"Ah, sure- He started typing on his phone- I'll text him and turn my phone off, this way he won't make questions."

"He will be pissed, Jane."

"Meh. I'll tell him that I'll also be taking two weeks out, I have other plans."

"Oh really?"

He smiled at her and looked back at his phone.

"And sent."

"I didn't even know you could text" - Lisbon teased him.

"Ha, I learned yesterday…"

Lisbon looked as if she wanted to hear more but he ignored it, talking about the case was the last thing he wanted to do right now.

And there it was again, the silence. The shy smiles.

Jane leaned in and pulled her close to him by hooking his finger through her belt loop, placing his arms tightly around her waist. They were face to face, no guard to get in their way this time. Lisbon slowly ran her hands through his arms wrapping hers around his neck. The streets were desert. They finally had a bit of privacy.

"I still can't believe you're here. -Jane said practically whispering."

Lisbon felt her skin burn to his touch, everything was so new and yet so familiar. It was hard to make sense of what he was saying and not to get lost in all those sensations.

"I know. This - She hesitated for a second - us… is finally real."

Jane kissed her forehead as if he wanted to protect her from all they have been through, and say sorry for all the wrong he's ever done towards her. Finding back her gaze he felt the need to have her, the need to be in touch with her in every possible way.

Their lips met. The first kiss they shared had been amazing but it had also been too heavy, charged with emotions, holding to too many promises. Now they could savor all the details.

Lisbon always thought Jane had a delicious scent, a very unique one, and now she could enjoy it. She could scent his sweat mixed to his soap and a faint hint of tea, though she wasn't quite sure of the flavor. She thought to herself that was very Jane.

Her partner was savoring her taste, concentrated on how her lips felt to his: wet, soft, warm… He wanted to keep every detail in his memory. He was also paying attention to Lisbon's every move, like her fingers playing with one of the curves of his hair. She moaned in his mouth making him tremble. He kept one of his arms around her, pressing their bodies as close as possible as the other one held her face.

The kiss didn't last for very long, but they enjoyed and absorbed every second of it. It took them a while to notice the cab was already there waiting for them, honking to call for their attention. They broke the kiss as soon as they came to their senses.

There wasn't embarrassment or shame in being spotted by a stranger, they were more concerned about their own feelings related to their situation. But it was uncomfortable, and it didn't felt quite right, that there was someone else besides them living that moment, their moment. So they broke the kiss and headed for the cab. The driver got Lisbon's luggage in the trunk as she helped Jane to get in.

…

At the reception, Jane checked to see if he could still use his room even after the shooting from that night. At hearing that, Lisbon demanded to know exactly what had happened and Jane gave her a quick explanation about the solution of the case while they headed for the rooms.

Lisbon helped Jane to walk up the stairs and entered his room, sitting him on his bed while someone from the hotel staff left her luggage at her door.

She sat beside him while holding his hand.

"Jane I need some time, I need to call Marcos and make things right."

"I know. I wouldn't expected anything different from you." He kissed her hand.

"Also, I think we both need some sleep… and a shower."

"You're right, we do. Take your time, Lisbon. I'll be here."

She smiled shyly and he gave him another peck on the lips.

"About that ankle of yours…"

"It's fine, I swear, I asked for ice at the reception, that's all I need."

"Okay" – Jane noticed she was taking courage to ask him about something else, he just waited, not wanting to force her to anything.

"Jane, what was your plan?" – Lisbon was afraid to get back on the subject that made her so angry, that remembered her of the worse fight she had with Jane and the horrible things she had said to him. But she needed to know.

"What do you mean?

"You- You faked the letter"- That was hard to say and she could see it was hard for Jane to hear it. "You booked the rooms, you got me those dresses… What were you planning?"

He took a long breath and smiled making Lisbon feel a little relieved, she was starting to regret asking about it.

"Why don't I show you?"

Lisbon wasn't sure of what to say.

"I promise you, besides all the – lies, it was a good plan. A simple one."

"But, how?" – She was surprised at how really excited she was with the idea, she imagined whatever Jane had in mind he thought it would make her give up on going to DC, it had to be something good. She also remembered how good it had felt to be seduced by him.

"I'll confirm our dinner reservations, be ready and leave the rest to me."

She bitted her lips again, he loved that. She smiled and nodded her head in agreement.

…

Jane got ready to take his shower. It was trick having to walk with his injured ankle but he managed just fine. He sat on the bed took off his clothes and walked holding on to the furniture. Now fresh and clean he lay upon the bed, staring at the ceiling, the emotional roller coaster he had gone through in the past few hours left him exhausted, but he couldn't sleep, his brain wouldn't shut down. So he just laid there, thinking about the past, making a few promises to himself.

It Was five in the afternoon, dinner was at seven but he was tired of waiting. He didn't want to bother Lisbon, but maybe she was feeling like him? If she was sleeping, if she still needed some time alone, he could go downstairs, ask for a drink or just look at the beach, not so far from the hotel, but stay longer and alone in that room would make him crazy.

He got up, finished dressing up, got off his room and went to hers. He hesitated to knock on her door, last time he did she told him to leave her alone, he couldn't blame her, but Lisbon's words hit him hard, it would hurt for a while.

"Jane? The door is open." She hoped she had spooked him. She was waiting for him would stop by, hoping actually, so she paid attention to every move down the hall.

He opened just enough so he could place his head inside.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah…"

"Do you want to be alone? I can come back later."

"No, come in." - She gave him a faint smile.

He got in closing the door behind him. Feeling a little unsure on how to act he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Come here, Jane." Lisbon smiled and grabbed his arm pushing him to sit by her side, resting his back against the pillows at the headboard.

He didn't feel like she was uncomfortable around him so he relaxed, he didn't need to be so careful around her.

They were sitting side by side, but she was still quiet.

"What's wrong, Teresa?"

"Nothing is just- I called Marcos and…"

"Lisbon" – Jane sounded worried making Lisbon look directly at him – "Are you- Do you regret getting off that plane?"

"Jane, no! That was the best decision I ever made! Especially considering it prevented me from making the worse I'd ever made" - She laid her head on his shoulder – "Sorry I made you think that."

Jane sighted relieved. For a second it seemed like he's world was about to fall apart again.

"Then what is it?" – He kissed her head and slowly stroked her hair– "Was he mean to you?"

"I think he knew what was going on between you and me. He didn't sound surprised, just sad."

"People in relationship always know when their partner is interested in another one or just isn't happy with them. They just prefer to close their eyes, ignore the problem until they are too big to be handled." He paused but she didn't say anything. "So you're sad for him?"

"Not really, actually. He liked me, he thought I was a good person, but that was it. No love. He'll get over it. But" – she took a moment to put into words what was bothering her – "He said something that was true. He said I was using him, and I think he was right."

"What do you mean?"

"When I first went out with him, it was to prove a point to myself. I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't waiting for you. Half of me wanted to believe that; the other half knew that my hopes of ever being in a relationship with you would never allow me to be in a real relationship, which made me feel really silly, even a little desperate, so I went out with Pike."

Jane felt guilt and his mind went back to those two years he spent in South America. During that time he'd always image if Lisbon had found someone, if she was at least trying or if the ghost of him would still hunt her and hold her to a life of foolish hopes. He could never decide which scenario was worse.

"Then things got serious and it felt good to have someone, I won't lie, but deep down I knew I was only doing it to see your reaction, if you were going to do something. Everything, every step of my relationship with Pike was about my feelings for you. I guess what I am feeling now is guilt."

She looked up at him hoping he would have a few words to make her few better.

"Come here, Lisbon."

He careful pushed her forward and sat behind her placing a leg both sides of her body as she rested against his chest and he held her close.

"Teresa, every relationship is an exchange of interests, when it's reciprocal love the interest is just happiness. If love is not involved, is either something petty and superficial like money and appearance or something more personal. If you were using your relationship with Pike to try and see if you could move on, he was just as well using it to create the image of a perfect family he seem to desperately want. Neither of you are villains in this story, far from that. You gave him a chance to make you happy, and it is not your fault it didn't work. You were very brave to go after what you wanted instead of settling for a safe deal that wasn't going to make you happy. Pike knows that but you hurt his pride."

"I know that. If I hadn't come back for you I'd regret it for the rest of my life. But you were the first one to be brave. Thank you." She turned to look him in the eyes.

"I needed to be the first one to say something, we both knew that. It sure took me long enough but I'd also would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't try. Seeing you with another man was painful enough, not seeing you at all was unbearable. I swear, Lisbon, you're the reason I have strength to get up in the morning, the reason I didn't- I didn't just give up on living a long time ago."

"Shh" She gave him a small peck on the lips. "Don't said that. Sorry I even brought this up, but it felt good to know what you think about all this, you made me feel I lot better."

"Can we make a promise?"

"Hm?"

"Can we never talk about these past couple of months again? We were both being silly, acting like stubborn kids instead of just saying how we felt. But not anymore, that's what matters."

"Deal. But I need to tell you something before."

"What is it?"

"Pike asked me to marry him and I said yes."

"Hm…"

She wanted to be completely honest with him but the proposal didn't hold any importance to her. She hurried to interrupt him before he could say it was alright when his face was clearly showing something else.

"Jane, I'd never go through with it. I only said 'yes' right after our fight, when I was angry with you, angry with myself. It was just another step in my relationship with Pike that had nothing to do with him. Okay?"

"Yeah, that's okay. I understand why you did it." - He kissed her head.

"Can you imagine? – She started laughing – me escaping through the bathroom window in a huge wedding dress like in romcoms?

Jane chuckled. "Well, if you there's a gun underneath your dress, sure!"

For a couple of minutes they shared a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. Lisbon played with Jane's fingers while hearing his heartbeat. It was so peaceful Jane drifted into a restful doze.

"Jane!" – Lisbon said getting up with a startle. She noticed Jane had his mouth opened and was breathing fast. She couldn't help but have a little laugh looking at his state.

"I'm sorry, Jane. I didn't mean to scary you."

"Then why did you scream, woman?"

"The dinner! Are we late?"

"No. We still have an hour, get back here, it's cold" – He whined.

She smiled. That man was a real pain in the ass. Adorable, cute and whiny. And it was hers.

"Jane you had the whole afternoon to sleep. I need to take a shower."

She bent down getting close to him.

"Please."

"Okay. I'm up" He was slowly getting up while Lisbon took some things out of her suitcase.

"I'll wait for you in the lobby."

"Do you need help to go downstairs?" – She spoke while getting in the shower placing her things in the sink.

"No, I'll manage"

"Sure?"

"Yeah, see you soon." He closed the door behind him.

…

Back in the lobby, enjoying his second drink he saw her. Wearing the pink dress, walking towards him with a shy smile on her red lips. He was just amazed as he was in the first time he had that vision. She was stunning.

He got up and push the chair in front of him so she could seat.

"Thank you."

He managed to close his mouth and stop drooling.

"You, ah- You look beautiful."

She gave him a "Thank you" look instead of pronouncing the words.

"Honestly I thought you had set that dress on fire."

Lisbon snorted amused by the thought"

"Not yet, let's see if it survives this night."

"Oh I promise you, this dress will hold to a much better memory after tonight"

"That's the idea."

"So…" – Lisbon looked at menu. "What was you plan?"

"I told you, it's very simple, I just wanted to show you a good time. Starting with a good meal."

He gave her his dazzle smile.

"Okay, Patrick Jane"

She answered his smile with a doubtful look but he could read the amusement and excitement behind it.

"I want to have the full experience, act like I just went down that stairs for the first time."

"Hm. Okay."

Lisbon ran her eyes through the menu. "What are you going to order? Everything is so expensive."

"Order whatever you want, Lisbon. It's on me."

"Yeah, right. I can pay for my meals, Jane"

"I know you can, but would you please let me do this for you, just this once. It's a gift, Lisbon. I just want tonight to be special."

Lisbon mocking smile disappeared. She was just teasing him but it seems like he actually was offended and disappointed. Paying the dinner was his way of demonstrating how this night – and her- was important to him. If the only person he thought knew him, couldn't understand that who would? But she did understand, and she was going to act like it now.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Tonight I'll just enjoy your company, you worry about the money."

"Thank you" The dazzle smile again.

Damn it Jane, you're irresistible.

"This will probably be our last meal together, right?"

She smiled. He was still in character.

"Don't be like that. We will still see each other, not everyday but I promise to visit."

"Well, I don't know if I'll stick around."

"What do you mean?"

"You're the reason I came back. If you're not here, there's no reason for me to stay."

"What do you mean?"

The waiter got to their table, interrupting the conversation. Jane ordered for both, promising Lisbon he knew her better than she did, she was too anxious waiting for his answer anyway. He ordered Champagne too, to celebrate their last case together. The waiter left promising to be back soon with their order.

"Jane?"

"This is a pretty good song, right?"

A group was playing right outside, in the balcony. Whatever they were playing resembled Jane of the melancholic songs he had rarely heard in the island.

"Do you want dance?"

"No, we just ordered. What d-"

"It's a great song, come on." He got up and offered her his hand.

"What about your ankle?"

"Its good enough, this is a slow song anyway. We'll barely move."

They headed outside the balcony close to the musicians. Jane held Lisbon close to him as they barely moved.

Just a feel lights were on, the song wasn't loud and being instrumental made it even better, it felt like their moves were adding lyrics to the chant. Jane brought Lisbon's hand to his neck she understood he wanted to change their position and wrapped her arms around him as he wrapped his around her waist. They were touching foreheads, lips so close they could feel each other's taste. Everything was setting the mood for a passionate kiss and Teresa was almost begging for one. The music ended as a fast rhythm one began. Others couples got up to dance.

"Thank you for this dance, Lisbon"- Jane whispered giving Lisbon a peck on the cheek.

She swallowed, nodding and giving him a smile. He really was in character, she thought. That was the Jane from 24 hours ago, the one who would give her all the right signs and make her crave for his touch, but would never make a move, never be real about his feelings for her. That sign though, the kiss on the check, the dance and the whispers, she wondered how she would react if this had happened yesterday.

Inside again, they had a great time. Food was delicious and the conversation was better. No heavy topics, it was light and friendly, they needed it that after the last couple of months they had been through. Lisbon felt a nostalgic feeling about it, it reminded her of the CBI times when Jane used to drag her for dates after work. There couldn't be a better company, they shared the same sense of humor, he was always the smartest person in the room – hence the huge ego she would learn to deal with, even like though she would never admit - they would tease each other, be flirty, and just have a great time. But in the end she always went home alone.

"Jane, tonight was great, thank you. I've missed this."

"Me too. Thank you, for the lovely company, but the night is not over."

"No?"

"Of course not! We still need our desert."

"But you already paid."

"There's a place pretty close too here, I heard their ice cream is great."

"Okay." She smiled.

"Do you mind if we walk?"

"No at all." She said as he offered her his arm.

…

The place was indeed pretty close. They both got their ice cream cone and Jane convinced Lisbon to go to the beach enjoy the view. They took their shoes off and carried along the way, Jane's old shoes and Lisbon's heels were not exactly appropriated to walk in the sand, they did not mind at all though.

"Here" Jane stood in front of Lisbon, took his jacket off and helped she wear it. "Sorry I should've told you to bring a jacket."

"Thank you" She smiled and flushed as her big eyes drift from his, hoping he wouldn't notice, it was useless she knew, that was Patrick Jane after all. It felt a little weird – not bad- to be that girl around Jane, the one who needs his jacket to feel warm. There was also the way he looked at her, she felt naked when he looked at her like that. As if she was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on, and he needed protect and cherish her. If he told her he was reading her mind, she would have no problem believing it.

"Do you mind if we seat here?" – He reached for her wrist as her hand was holding her sandals.

"With this dress?" – Damn it Jane, not my wrist. She was doing a fair job to control her breath but her pulse was in a race and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Oh come on, I know I didn't really thought this through but don't you wanna stop for a while to enjoy this view" He said turning his head to look at the moon. His voice was low and soft. His thumb was caressing her wrist as if it was a handling a fragile flower.

She throw her shoes by her side and sat right there. Jane did the same with his and sat by her side. Lisbon rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his. She felt his lips on her forehead.

"I know it's pointless, but after you asked what was my plan for yesterday I keep wondering how you would react to it."

"You know how. You always know what I'm thinking."

"Not always. I was a bit scared you would chose to go to D.C. but deep down I never really believed you would."

Lisbon looked at him curious to the expression his facing was showing. He had his eyes on the ocean while his golden hair danced with the wind. She ran her fingers through his curls, he looked at her with a sweet smile and closed his eyes to enjoy her touch.

"I would have loved it, Jane. You know very well that all I wanted was to hear you saying I should stay. Because you wanted me to, not because I'd be bored in D.C."

"I know." He said with his eyes still closed. "But I keep thinking if it wasn't too late, if after the dinner you would realize my intention and storm off, angry that I waited till the last minute."

"Jane, I got off the plane didn't I?"

He opened his eyes, reached out and stroked her cheek. "Yes, you did."

He turned away again and took a deep breath.

"You asked me what I meant when I said you were the reason I came back. I think you know what I meant but you deserve to hear me saying." He returned her gaze, no smile this time. His voice was breaking as he tried to find the words. "Lisbon, I came back because I couldn't see a reason to keep living without you. I tried. I tried moving on, I tried convincing myself one day I would stop dreaming about you. I spent the days thinking about what you were doing with every minute of your life. Imagining if you were happy with another guy or if you were waiting for me, and I couldn't decide what was more painful."

As tears filled his eyes, Lisbon cleaned the ones running down her cheeks.

"What is wrong with us lately?" She laughed.

"Nothing, we're just breaking our walls."

"Is this what you planned to tell me yesterday?"

"Yes, but then I thought, why not hijack a plane?"

She chuckled "Well that's more like you." They went silent for a few seconds. "Jane, in your plan, what comes after your speech?"

"I don't know I didn't plan what comes next."

"You didn't uh? Then why did you book the rooms for the weekend?"

"Oh. Isn't that the minimal amount of days—"

"I don't think so, Jane." Lisbon's lips curved into the devilest smile.

"Okay, maybe I thought my plan would work and that you would have an idea on how to celebrate it."

"Like ice cream?"

"Sure. Or you know, something that involved the hotel room."

"Hm, I wonder what that could be."

Jane tapped his finger against his lips and cocked his head to look at her. "Any ideas yet?"

"Shut up, Jane"

She looked really cute when she was angry. Probably why he was always getting himself, he thought.

He turned his body and kissed her. As they kissed they didn't even noticed how or when Lisbon laid on the sand and Jane got half his body over her. It started slow, sweet as both eased at the touch of each other, but soon enough their kisses become more heated and they needed more than the touch of their lips.

Jane used all the strength he had left to break the kiss.

"Can we go to the hotel now?" He was panting. "Any more of this make out section and walking out of here will be very embarrassing.

He helped Lisbon up and she gave him his jacket back, she didn't needed it anymore, not after those kisses. They grabbed their shoes and made their way back. Jane was cursing the whole way his brilliant idea of walking to the beach. If getting there didn't seemed to take more than five minutes, getting back to the hotel was taking a lifetime. His ankle decided to remind him that it was sprained and they had to walk even slower. Lisbon was about to give him a lecture on how he shouldn't have abused of his feet just because he was feeling better, but after seeing his face she just gave up. The hate he was feeling for himself was enough to teach him the lesson, besides he was hoping in the middle of the street – as if that was faster than walking – it was just too funny for her to interrupt.

mmm

They finally arrived at the hotel lobby.

"My room or yours?"

"Mine, if anyone asks you begged to come in."

"Let's be honest, that wouldn't take much."

Lisbon giggled as she opened the door. She got in and waited for Jane.

Inside the room, things were different. Being there made the promise that they would make love that night seem very real. They were both standing in the middle on the room, as if they had no idea on what to do next.

"Hey." Jane was the first one to say something.

"Hey."

He walked towards her - a little awkwardly trying not to force his hurt ankle - and kissed her soft while holding her face.

"Why are you nervous? It's me, Teresa."

"Exactly." She got her hand over his. "This is a huge deal. You don't seem so calm yourself."

"Well, I'm pretty much losing my virginity for the second time here."

She laughed as Jane wrapped his arms around her.

"Just kidding. Look, I want this more than anything, but only if you want it too. If you don't think it should happen tonight it won't happen. I'll wait for as long as you want."

"I really want this too. I think we have waited long enough. I'm just… overwhelmed by all this. Yesterday everything was different."

"I know. It might be weird for a while, that's normal. We'll go slow and do what we feel comfortable with."

She kissed his lips leaving her fears behind. She wanted this for so long, why would she hold back now.

She took his jacket off and let it felt to the floor. Jane kissed her cheek making his way to her neck as one of his hand traced her back pressing their bodies together. Lisbon tilted her head and gasped in pleasure.

He brushed his lips against her ear. "You have no idea how much I wanted to make you mine." He whispered, breathless.

"Just as much as I wanted you to be mine."

Jane smiled still kissing her. He putted his hand on her waist making her turn around. He moved her hair aside, caressing her shoulders.

"Your freckles are beautiful. I wonder how many you've got." He said while kissing every single one of them.

"Do you plan on counting them all?"

"Oh believe me, I will. I'll make a mental map of every one of them. And give them names."

Lisbon Giggled. "You're going to name my freckles?"

He answer amused by her giggle. "Yes, like constellations. But not today, I have other plans for today."

He slowly unzip her dress watching her face from the side to see if she was okay with it. Lisbon felt the silk running her body, leaving her only in her panties. She was grateful Jane was standing behind and couldn't see much of her because her face probably resembled a tomato.

She felt his hands running her sides to rest on her belly, pressing her against his arousal. He found a spot in her neck to bury his face.

"Lisbon, are Ok?" He was emerging heat from behind her.

She turned to face him. "You're wearing too many clothes."

He was speechless by the sight of her breasts.

"You're even more amazing than any of my fantasies."

She blushed even harder trying her best not took look completely disorientated.

"Fantasies?"

"Lots of them" He said burying his face in her neck again, pleasured by her moans and sighs. She was breathless, one hand stroking his hair, deep in the incredible sensation his touch could give her.

"I want to hear about them later."

"Sure, if you tell me yours."

His lips traced the line from her neck to her jaw with small, hot kisses as his hands circled her breasts making her dizzy. She guided him to seat on the bed.

"You need to rest your ankle." She didn't want to admit her knees were failing her.

He was about to protest but she got on top of him and he couldn't even remember what he was trying to protest about. He lied down with his feet hanging off the bed but not touching the floor, as she undressed him.

She unbuttoned his shirt kissing his chest and abdomen. The touch of her wet lips below his belly button made him gasp and moan her name. She climbed up on him and kissed him on the mouth teasing his hardness with the movements of her hips, she lost it feeling him getting harder beneath her. She had never felt that way before, pleasing him, and knowing the power she had over him, granted her more pleasure that she had experienced with any other man, and he still had his pants on.

Lisbon broke the kiss despite Jane displeased sounds, and got up. She took her shoes off and helped him take his own. He got his unbuttoned shirt off and she opened his belt, and got his pants down, kissing his erection over his white boxers.

He closed his eyes his hands gripping the sheets around him."Teresa...you do that again at our party will end really fast."

She smiled at him licking her lips.

She sat with her knees on either side of his body, he got his hands on her back and his mouth traced it's way along her skin. She held his head against her breasts as he used his tongue on her nipples, sending exquisite shivers through her, forcing her to arch against his mouth.

"Patrick"

Jane grinned at the sound of his name, his first name. That was new. He rolled them so he could be on top. He caressed her through her wet silky panties and she tried to contain the sounds coming out of her throat.

"Sorry" He said, panting. "I'm a little out of practice; I don't think I can't hold it anymore."

"Finally!" She said breathless as they both started laughing.

He got on his knees to remove her panties and get his boxers down kicking them to the other side of the room.

Lisbon was impressed by his psychical attributes. She didn't know how someone whose only exercise was lifting tea bags could be in such a good shape and the vision of him completely naked left her no doubts, that man's body was perfect in every single way. She ran her nails through his body as he slowly leaned over her. She opened her legs as he gave her a small kiss on the lips.

She gasped in pleasure as he entered her. She was making love to Patrick Jane. Nothing else mattered.