SOCKS

Jane could not find his socks, well wasn't that brilliant? He needed to wear these socks, he was going to just crack the biggest case ever and he could not find those darn socks, those soft, worn out and comfortable ones given by Lisbon, his Lisbon.

"Lisbon, where are my socks?"

Jane could hear his partner and wife wading around their kitchen placing the vase on the kitchen table top; which he hated but she insisted on keeping because it was apparently too expensive to throw away even if it was only a marriage gift; and judging by the smell, it was roses that were adorning the vase today.

"Lisbon, I need socks!"

Jane walked into the kitchen barefoot baring the most idiotic grin he could muster. He could see Lisbon putting standing in front of the fridge probably deciding what she could whip up for breakfast so he walked up to her and came up with his best puppy dog face.

"I forgot to add please, didn't I?"

Lisbon turned to him and he could tell that she was having a hard time keeping a straight face on.

"Jane, I just did the laundry yesterday and kept three pairs of socks in your drawer. Why are you bringing the house down?"

"Because those pairs are itchy! I need my comfortable ones, your brought them to me."

Jane could not get over the way his wife folded her hands around her middle and tried giving him a stare down but she did not last more than two minutes. In the end she lifted her hands up in exasperation and released a sigh.

"All right! But after I do that, you are making breakfast."

It was Jane's turn to stare at the fridge now as Lisbon started searching for his socks. After Jane got started on their simple breakfast of eggs, she screamed from the living room that she finally found them. Jane sauntered in and saw Lisbon holding up his favorite pair of socks while giving him a *I-can't-believe-you-are-still-such-a-child-look.* Jane took the socks from her hand.

"Where did you find them?"

"On the couch. Seriously Jane, it's not believe you didn't search the couch. You literally lived on this one for six years so it won't be a stretch to assume that the corners of this couch hide too many things. You are such a kid, why did I ever marry you?"

Jane could not help but smile at that. He looked at his wife, as beautiful as ever and radiating, and brought her in for a kiss. He could feel her heartbeat racing as he slowly kissed her, that heartbeat was everything to him.

"This is why!"

Jane placed another peck on her lips. The eggs were going to burn this way but who cared. He looked at Lisbon in his arms and then saw her expression change.

"It kicked. The baby, it kicked."

"What?"

Jane placed his hand on her belly and he could feel the little kick she was talking about. He looked up at Lisbon, ecstatic.

"See Jane? This is what happens when you kiss me like that!"

"Then shouldn't I be doing that all the time?"

Jane bend down to kiss his wife again and that's when the smoke detector went on. He had burned the eggs after all!

A one shot. Please do review and let me know how it turned out. Prompts are needed and welcome.