Chapter One
Jane moved around on the couch trying to get comfortable, Lisbon watched him dreamily, he looked so cute when he slept in her couch she was still getting used to having him in her life as a more-than a friend consultant, she still blushed when she thought of the plane event, which had led them to this point. Jane noticed her glare burning into his skin, he turned and smiled at her, "Does that moment still shake you, my dear Lisbon?" he asked sitting up. Despite the fact that she should have been used to his ability to penetrate the inner thoughts of man, she was still at loss on how he did it. "How, did you come to access such classified knowledge?" she asked moving closer to him and kissing him on his lips, "How many times have I told you, dear Teresa, Never tell a con man that he is right." He whispered into her ear. Lisbon got up and smiled at him, Jane smiled and got up, "isn't it time to go home?" he asked with a cute smile, making it impossible for her to keep her stare straight, "Where is your poker face woman?" Jane asked. "Get in the car, I'll drive" she answered picking up the keys from her desk. The drive home was somewhat quiet and Jane seemed to be thinking about something, "What on your mind Jane?" she asked looking a bit concerned, she hardly saw him deep in thought these days, even when they worked on hard to solve cases, he always carried an aura of playfulness, "Nothing, just feeling small today, considering how large the universe is compared to a small me." He turned and smiled at her, his sense of humour was somewhat disturbing, as these days he always seemed to consider himself with reference to the size of the universe. She turned round the corner that lead to her apartment, and drew to a halt, "We're home philosopher!" she said, Jane giggled and jumped out of the car, he stretched lazily as he got to the door, "You know Lisbon, Sacramento is a dull and boring city as at now, believe you me, I would pay a dime to have one of Red John's operative commit a murder."Lisbon gave him a worrying glance, and opened the door, "Jane, I will tell you this for the umpteenth time, when homicide detectives are bored, that's a good thing." He grabbed her frame and kissed her, her phone vibrated violently in her coat pocket, and in the fraction of a second, Jane's was doing the same, Jane faced lit up as he saw his boss name on his phone screen, and Lisbon gave him another worried glance, he really was a sociopath.