Lisbon was sat at the meeting table in the bullpen. It was sarting to get late, but she wasn't set on moving. Thoughts in her head were bugging her. Cho and Jane had left an hour earlier, after Rigsby and Van Pelt's confession.
She couldn't guite understand how she'd missed it. Now, thinking about it, it was completely obvious. The other week when she'd interrupted them in the kitchen, and then when Van Pelt had been shot. The way rigsby looked at her, and when they'd been out together on cases. Of course she'd known about their attraction, it didn't help that Rigsby practically drooled over her.
But what was bugging her most was that Cho and Jane- especially Jane- had known about it. How could Jane not tell her? She understood Cho not letting slip, him being mates with Rigsby and all. But Jane, what excuse did he have? Okay, it was none of his business, but she was their boss and she had priorities over her team. She should have known first, or if not, been informed at once.
Now she didn't know what to do. She couldn't fire them, they were too good at their jobs, and the way her team was going- with all the complaints being filed against Jane- she couldn't afford to lose them. Boy, was she in a sticky situation now.
She was distracted from her train of thought by a loud clatter over by Jane's couch. She turned her head to see what the commotion was, to reveal Jane standing at the foot of 'his' couch, smiling cheekily at her. Damn that man!
"Hello Lisbon." He spoke, with a blue twinkle in his eyes.
"Jane! You frightened the hell out of me!" she slammed her hand to her chest, above her heart, in an attempt to steady her heartbeat.
"I didn't mean to. Have you been sat there all night?" Jane asked.
"Uh, yeah...Arn't you suposed to be psycic?" She replied. Jane couldn't help but notice how tired she looked.
"You know i'm not." He said, walking over to her and perching on the edge of the table, towering over Lisbon.
"You knew about Grace and Rigsby didn't you." Though it was not really a question, more of a satement. She felt the sudden urge to be in control again. She'd been missing it. Instead of looking like boss, she looked clueless. Which couldn't be a good thing, not in her book anyway.
"I'm sorry." Jane looked away from Lisbon. Causing her to reach up and cup his cheek, turning him gently to face her.
"About what, Jane?" She asked curiously. Even though she knew why he was sorry, she needed an excuse to stay like this for a while longer. She liked the postiton they were in, him sat infront of her, twisting hiself to face her. His arms either side of her chair and the way he was leaning over her.
"For lying to you." His features suddenly appearing guilty. Allerting a sudden rush in Lisbon, sending sensations round her body.
"All i ask, is that next time, you tell me when you know somthing fishy is going on. That way i can deal with the problem before it gets out of hand."
"Deal." He said, lifting his right hand off the arm of Lisbon's chair and presenting it to her. Lisbon took Jane's hand and shook it in a friendly manner, before they returning to their previous position.
"Lisbon, i feel there's somthing fishy going on." The grin reappearing on his face.
"Oh?" She asked, suddenly feeling nervous.
"Yeah, i feel that there are feelings, between the two people who are currently sitting in the serious crimes bullpen. Am i right?"
"I guess you are psycic." Lisbon smiled, leaning even closer into him, until their lips finally met.