AN: Okay I wanted to write a bit of light fluff and this is the start of a multi-chapter. I can't promise it will have a happy ending and that it will remain light all through-out. But please read and review. Reviews make me happy.

Jane felt like he was in constant battle. Some days it was easier to win these battles, but on most of them he just wanted to give in. And really what was so bad in giving in anyway? The battle I am speaking of is the war in his heart. He has been in love with Teresa Lisbon for more than a year now. Maybe even longer if he was completely honest with himself, but this is Jane we are talking about he would never be completely honest.

He started noticing this dilemma one fine morning when he was having a cup of tea on his couch. Lisbon came in earlier than usual dressed in the usual pants suit but in heels and had a bit of perfume on. Her hair was divine and she was so calm and composed as she walked from the elevator to her office. "I want to touch her hair" a small voice said inside his head. It was gone before the thought completely registered itself. Jane wondered what brought Lisbon in so early. And being the man that he was, he stood up and went to appease his curiosity. Jane knocked on Lisbon's open office door and watched as she looked up at him with those big doe-like eyes. "Those eyes will be the death of me." It's that voice again. "Good morning Lisbon! What brings you in to the salt mines so early today and dressed like THAT might I add?" Jane's stomach gave a little lurch as he watched the blush crawl up from Lisbon's neck up to her cheeks and redden her ears a bit as well. "What I wouldn't give to trace that blush path with my lips" said the voice in his head. Ok the voice in his head would probably be his subconscious saying how much he was attracted to Lisbon. But it hasn't been so vocal before, and he is finding it irksome because he can't keep track of what he should be actually thinking since the voice is giving him distracting ideas. "I needed to get some papers ready for the court hearing; I am supposed to be in court by 9. That is the reason I am here so early and dressed like this." Jane heard the hint of irritation in her voice. Typical Lisbon she never wanted to seem feminine and soft but because she was due in court she had to. Why was it that she didn't see how lovely she was? "No need to fret my dear you look absolutely jury worthy." He said as he walked around her desk sat on the right corner of it and touched an area of her hair and traced it to the end which was her shoulders. "That's the stuff." The voice said and Jane was taken aback by what he had unconsciously done. It seems like the voice had more power over him than he expected. At this moment Lisbon looked a bit shocked at what Jane did. "Jane, what are you up to? I will only be gone for half the day, so don't get any ideas! I want this office in one piece when I get back." Lisbon said in her most bossy and threatening tone. Jane took this as his cue got up and moved towards the door, he needed to distance himself from her anyway he remembered thinking about tracing the blush path with his lips and did not trust himself enough to be in total control. "Oh but wouldn't it be so heavenly?" Jane turned around before he was out the door. "I am hurt Lisbon, now why would I want your office in any kind of piece other than one? I will be in my attic if a case comes up." With that he walked out the door in a calm pace. Which was the total opposite of what he was feeling; he wanted to scramble up the stairs and hide under his cot. What is happening to him? Has he finally lost his mind?