**The semester is winding down which means no updates until Winter Break :( But hopefully I will be able to add a couple chapters to my existing stories. Which one (s) do you think I should continue? Send me a message and I will choose :)

-So far most people would like to see "Click Here for Romance" continued-

** I don't own the rights to these characters, they belong to Tess Gerritsen.**

Click Here for Romance!

It was yet another slow Tuesday morning with not much else to do save paperwork and pretending to look busy for the "boss". Jane absent-mindedly checked her email doubting that her inbox contained anything interesting. Her eyes lazily scrolled down the page as she deleted the random advertisements for "cheap airline fares" and Amazon gift suggestions. Suddenly her eyes caught sight of a subject heading that made her face instantaneously grow warm with embarrassment.

Holy crap, is this what I think it is?

She stealthily glanced around the office to make certain that none of her coworkers would be able to witness the contents of the shocking email. The coast was clear, so she clicked "open".

"Hi GrlCop11! You have received a Wink from a member! Log-in to see who the lucky lady is! This could be your chance for romance!"

Below the message (in all pink caps) lay a link. Jane rolled her eyes at the cheesy presentation of the email. She unknowingly began to chew her thumb-nail as her eyes remained glued to the screen. Her cursor hovered over the link.

After the team had closed the Gaynor-Randall case, she had neglected to remind Frost to take down her fake, lesbian dating profile. Now it struck her that maybe, subconsciously she had wanted to leave it active. In the course of her profession as a detective the particularly difficult, gruesome or intriguing cases usually stuck with her long after they were closed. On occasion she might suddenly think of some minor detail related to the case, such as a name or a clue that helped at the time.

At the present moment, Jane's mind began to relive that night that she had gone under cover with Dr. Isles at "Merche". The experience was as exhilarating, as it was frightening on a whole other level. Jane had been shielded with a fake identity and it allowed her to enjoy the role she was playing while doing her job. During a few interactions with potential suspects she wondered what it would be like if she was there as herself. Up until this point Jane had not made up her mind about whether she would actually date a woman if given the opportunity.

It wasn't that she was homophobic, but she had her family to consider and her coworkers. Hell, it took years for most of the men in the force to show her some semblance of respect. If she became "the big ol' female cop stereotype" now, they would never let her live this down or treat her the same again.

Come on Jane, make a decision. Either trash it or open it…you are over thinking this!

With a large inhalation of air Jane clicked the link; she immediately slammed her eyes shut as if the computer was going to spontaneously combust. She cautiously opened one eye to view the page.

"Welcome GrlCop11! Log in to see who has sent you a message!"

Shit. I have no idea what my log in info is! This was a stupid idea. It's not like I can just casually walk over to Frost and say, 'Hey buddy! Say, do you happen to remember the password and username for my lesbian dating profile? Gee thanks!' Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Suddenly it dawned on Jane that Frost had mentioned emailing her and Korsak the user information during the time of the investigation so that any of them could monitor the suspects. Jane quickly glanced around a second time to confirm that nobody was watching her.

She located the email from Frost who had chosen the words "Italian Stallion" as her password.

Oh my god! I'm gonna kill that fool!

She chuckled, slightly amused at her partner's wit and logged in. As she began to orient herself with the home screen, a glowing heart on top of an envelope icon at the top-right of the screen caught her eye. Her eyes widened in amazement.

Wow, some chick actually messaged me? Huh. I thought that was just a cheap ploy to get me to use their website. This is crazy.

Jane enjoyed a moment of flattery as she contemplated opening the email at work or waiting until to the privacy of her apartment.

She checked the time at the bottom of the computer screen: 12:29 pm. Maura would be up any minute to grab lunch with her.

Too risky Jane; not enough time...Definitely logging in tonight.

With a jolt of excitement and anticipation for what lay ahead in the world of online lesbian dating, Jane quickly logged out of the website and turned off her monitor.

**reviews are nice things Not sure how I want to continue this one yet…**