Firstly i got an anonymous reveiw saying Jane was more of a bottler and i wanted to explain myself. I was going for the 'He-came-out-and-said-it-by-accident-and-decided-it-would-just-be-easier-to-tell-her-the-truth-then-lie' feel
Secondly, please review it means the world to me 3
And on with the story...
Lisbon was in the blissful state between waking and sleeping where her mind was in a dreamy haze and she had no capability of moving but possessed slight consciousness; her limbs had a pleasant ache to them that just reinforced the idea that she should just lie there all day, dreaming about anything and everything... until a harsh ringing pulled her unwillingly into reality. She fumbled blindly to get her phone, barely noticing it as she pressed the green button and slurred "Lisbon" down the microphone in a sleepy yet irritated voice
"Boss?" Van Pelt's voice asked "where's Jane?"
"Call his cell phone!" She suggested in an annoyed manner. Why the hell was Van Pelt ringing her at whatever ridiculous hour this was to find Jane? Does she not know how tired I am? Lisbon thought angrily and was about to hang up when Van Pelt spoke again
"I have, and you just answered it..." She trailed off; obviously hinting heavily at what she thought was the only explanation. It was only then that the events of last night flooded back to her, filling her entire body with a warmth and passion that could have set the room on fire.
Rolling over at an impressive speed to say her mind was still hazy with the fog of sleep, she saw Jane sitting up on one elbow looking over to her, he had a bare chest that nearly stopped Lisbon's heart beating in a second and his trademark grin plastered across his face. His other hand was held out for his phone and Lisbon handed it over mortified before letting herself fall face first into her pillow with a groan. This didn't help seeing as it smelt of him. His aftershave, his hair and another scent she couldn't place that was just uniquely him.
Registering the short phone convocation Lisbon found it hard not to scream. How could she have been so stupid? She and Jane had only had one night together and she wasn't planning on telling the team until they we're both more sure, walking on safer ground. But now Van Pelt knew, and Van Pelt would tell Cho and Rigsby. Not out of spite but because she would feel they had a right to know. None of them would tell Hightower, she was sure of that, but it would make it that much harder to walk into work and face them.
"Van Pelt said we all have the morning off so not to come into work." Jane informed her before jumping out of bed and picking Lisbon up easily and carrying her off towards the bathroom.
"Where are we going?" Lisbon demanded, still annoyed at her monumental blunder.
"To have a bath" Jane replied easily.