Grace opens the doors of the CBI only to be pulled back outside by Rigsby.

'Wayne, what-'

'Lisbon's freaking out.' He interrupts her.

'What!?'

'Jane told her she should loose some weigh and she started crying and yelling 'you don't know my life'.'

'Oh God.' She runs a hand through her face before sighing. 'Is he still alive?'

'Barely. She threw a vase at his head but it's just bleeding a little and then she went into her office and slammed the door in our faces. No one's had the balls to try and talk to her.'

'Great.' She mutters under her breath before trying to walk inside again.

'What are you doing?' Rigsby puts a hand on her arm and tries to pull her back.

'What does it look like?' She pulls her arm back and once again opens the doors. Walking right to the brunette's office, she receives looks from many colleagues, whispers and a 'have you gone mad?' look from Jane, who's clutching to an ice pack on his head.

She opens the door without knocking and quickly closes it behind herself, not letting anyone outside even catch a look.

Lisbon stares up at her from her place on floor. She takes the spoon from her mouth.

'Hi. Want some?' She lifts her hand and shows the ginger the Ben & Jerry's ice cream.

'Teresa.' Grace shakes her head sits down next to the other woman. 'What on earth crossed your mind?'

'He called me fat!'

'He thought you gained weigh because of the baby bump!'

Lisbon blinks. Once. Twice. She looks at her barely there bump and bursts out laughing.

'Hormones?' Grace asks amused when the smaller woman finally stops.

'Once second I'm happy, the next I'm crying and before I can even blink I'm pissed!'

'Baby, that's no reason to throw a vase at Jane.'

'I know but it's a good excuse.'

They both start laughing, Grace ending up with her head on Lisbon's lap. She shakes her head with a chuckle before kissing her girlfriend's belly.

'Your mommy is completely insane.' She says.

'So is your momma.'

'Oh, really? And why's that?'

'Grace.'

'Teresa?' She adverts her gaze.

'Grace.'

'Teresa?'

'Grace.'

'Okay, fine! So I threw the coffee at him! He was hitting on you!' She defends herself while sitting up.

'No, you threw a steaming cup of coffee at his genitals.'

'… Your point?'

Lisbon starts laughing again before leaning forward and catching the ginger's lips with her own. Grace's hands go to dark brown hair and get tangled while Lisbon's hands go to each side of her girlfriend's waist.

'Seriously, though, couldn't you had thrown him something that would do more damage?' Grace asks when they pull apart.

'It was the first thing I could find.'

'Too bad.'

'Tell me about it.' Lisbon briefly kisses her again before they both stand up.

'You're going to have to explain this to Hightower.'

'I'm pregnant. She's been there twice, she'll understand.'

'But Jane won't.'

'Fuck Jane.'

Grace scrunches up her face.

'Thanks for the image, babe.'