Title: Mutual Interests

Disclaimer: It's not mine, honestly.

Rating: T

Summary: "I admire all parts of you, my dear." Jane answered. "Clothed and unclothed."

I decided to compile all my Grace/Jane one-shots here in this collection (mainly because it's keeping things more organized and let's be serious, I only write these to feed my insanity), which is appropriately named: Amaranthine. Amaranthine is undying or unfading and it's also a dark reddish purple color.

Grace stared at Jane with her brows furrowed, while the man continued to grin impishly. "You asked the boss to go on a double date with us?" Jane nodded. "Why in the world would you do that?"

"Lisbon needs a night out too, Grace." Jane stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "She'll have her romantic interest. I have you. I'm sure we'll survive tonight." Grace blinked; the entire situation was awkward. As much as she did like (and respect) Lisbon, Grace didn't think Jane should have invited her without seeking input first. "Obviously, this entire situation is odd for you."

"How could you tell, Jane?" Grace asked, sarcastically. "Was it the way I dropped my lipstick or the way I just asked you why you would do that?" Jane chuckled and she rolled her eyes. "You'll lucky."

He moved his eyes up her body. "Oh yes, I am." His eyes lingered on her chest. "Extremely lucky."

"My eyes are up here." Grace replied and he chuckled again.

"I admire all parts of you, dear." Jane answered. "Clothed and unclothed." Grace blushed at his suggestive eyebrow wiggle. "Lisbon is a dating animal."

Grace raised her eyebrow. "A dating animal?" Grace tried to imagine her boss having a social life, but nothing came to her mind. Lisbon was just Lisbon.

"I've been on double dates with her before." Jane stated with a shrug.

"You have?" This was news to Grace; she and Jane had been dating for seven months, and never once, had she heard about Lisbon's dating exploits or him being involved in said exploits. If it weren't for the fact that they had held the "flirting with Lisbon" conversation months ago, she would have been worried that the man was cheating on her with Lisbon. Jane nodded. "When?"

"I usually just go and play matchmaker." Jane answered and Grace groaned. Jane playing matchmaker was a horribleidea; he had tried to get Lisbon and Rigsby involved once, and it had ended really badly. "I know what you're thinking, Grace." He continued to flash his smile at her. "I promise I didn't set her up with anybody on the team." She stared. "I promise I also didn't set her up with anybody within the CBI." She refused to glance away. "Okay, I can't promise I didn't set her up with somebody from law enforcement…"

"Who?"

Jane beamed. "I managed to set her up with Agent O'Laughlin."

"You did what?" Grace sputtered in surprise—she remembered the tall, lanky agent pretty well…for he had tried to hit on her, many times—Jane laughed. "That's not funny, Jane! Lisbon is never going to agree to this!"

"She doesn't need to agree with it." Jane answered. "She merely just needs to show up, so I can show her that they both enjoy shooting people and that they also have a thing for damaged people."

"…you put them together based on their mutual gun liking?" Grace asked, as she crossed her arms against her chest. "Sheesh, Jane. Why don't you just set me up with Lisbon, considering that we both love guns?" Jane stood from their bed and wrapped his arms around her, which she didn't look too kindly upon.

"Firstly, you're mine." Jane muttered into her ear. "Secondly, I don't think Lisbon would appreciate my sharing of you."

Grace rolled her eyes again. "You need to stop setting her up."

"Agent O'Laughlin is a good man." Jane corrected her. "You just need to look past the general assholeness, which you never do..."

"I look past yours, every day." Grace fired back and he pressed his lips against her forehead.

"You're cute when you're angry, Grace."

"You'll be cute too," Grace spoke and Jane's grin blossomed, "when you're sleeping on the couch after this double date fails." He lost his grin.

"Pessimism has no place in our home, Grace."

"Neither does false optimism, Patrick." Grace said in false sweetness.

"Touché." Jane replied with a chuckle. "I really think she and Agent O'Laughlin will hit it off."

"Or Lisbon'll shoot you."

"Or she'll shoot me." Jane agreed and both laughed again, as she leaned back into his embrace. She'd go on this double date, only to laugh at Jane when the date actually failed and Lisbon wanted his head.

End.