Bobby and Alex have a little fun breaking the bed. Merry shipper Christmas! Enjoy!

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Alex Eames was feeling quite comfortable.

Work had been relatively slow that day, and she was even able to get out a little early after some paperwork. She had driven straight home and taken a long, hot shower before she climbed into bed with a book she'd been meaning to read for weeks.

It was a rare thing for her to get home so early, and even more rare that she was in bed at eight p.m. on a Friday evening. But these days, it was a very nice and welcomed treat.

The bedroom door opened, and her smile widened as Bobby walked in. "Hey…"

He returned her smile with a shy, sweet one of his own. "Hi." He pulled off his tie and unfastened his shirt. "You beat me home."

"Only because you're always the last one to leave the squadroom."

"I don't stay as long as I used to," he argued, his smile widening as he shed his shoes, holster and dress pants. Then he climbed into the bed with her.

Alex closed her book and set it aside, leaning over to meet him halfway for a sweet kiss. For six months, this was the way most of their nights had gone. At first, they would rush home, tearing off their clothes in a frenzy to find what was underneath. In those first days especially, they rarely made it to the bedroom. That changed slowly. Eventually they could come home, order dinner, and just sit and talk before eating dinner and retiring to the bedroom.

Sometimes the case would be bad, and they would just come home and curl up together, not saying a single word. Other times, they would come home furious with each other. But he never let them go to bed that way. He refused to go to sleep angry, and they never did.

He deepened the kiss, and his large hand slid under her shirt, stroking the soft skin he found there.

She laughed when he hit a particularly sensitive spot, but as she reached for his boxers, there was an odd creaking noise. Neither of them had a chance to react before the bed crashed to the floor.

For a moment, they sat there, stunned. Then Alex started to laugh, and eventually Bobby laughed with her, because he found her laughter contagious.

"I knew you were good, Bobby, but did we really have to break my bed?"

He just laughed and pulled her into his arms for another kiss.

The End!

A/N: Hehehe, I love those two. Happy holidays and Merry Christmas, everyone! Thanks for reading, and please review!