A/N: Thankyou all for the wonderful reviews :D I am enjoying writing this story and I hope you carry on enjoying reading it :D I do apologise if it seems to move slowly but I am trying to show the time it takes for them to make the big step forward :) Thanks for reading!

Lisbon was sat in her office staring. She had been staring a lot lately; her mind had been filled with thoughts of a certain blonde consultant which wasn't helped by the fact that his face came into her view several times a day. Usually, the dark of the night brought her peace from the torment in her mind as she went home and had no interruptions from the man she was desperately trying not to fall in love with. Recently however, Jane had been interrupting not only her daylight hours but her nights too. She acted like she hated the fact that he showed up at her front door every night, his perfect smile lighting the night sky, but she knew that having him there at the end of a long day was the comfort she needed.

This had been going on for several months now and she had to admit that she was getting used to having someone to come home to.

Lisbon was sat at her desk, her chair turned to face the window. She was looking down at her fingers that were stroking the rugged edges of a silver key. The reflection of the sun on the metal had projected a small yellow light on her dark hair which hung around her shoulders in curls. She couldn't believe that she was going to do this. This was completely out of character for the 'I don't mind being alone' Lisbon.

A small knock on her office door pulled her out of her thoughts and she stuffed the key into her pocket. Slowly, she twirled her chair round to face the perfect smile, the sun from the window and given his already blonde curls a golden tint to them and Lisbon was momentarily speechless.

"Good afternoon Lisbon" His smile widened, lighting Lisbon's office more than even the sun could.

"Hi." Hi? That's it? Not even a smart remark? Lisbon shook her head at the poor response and to wake herself from the trance she was under.

"How are you?" Jane made his way into her office and shut the door softly behind him, the smile never leaving his face.

Lisbon looked at him, one of her eyebrows raised. "You came in here to ask how I was?" Jane put on a hurt look which Lisbon seemed to somehow bring about at least once a day.

"Can I not be as innocent as to ask my friend how she is? I'm hurt at how you still think of me as that shallow" He shook his head, still with the hurt look obvious on his face and waited for Lisbon to answer. She sighed as she reached into her pocket and brushed the tip of the key.

"Well, if you really want to know, I'm fine." Jane stopped shaking his head and frowned.

"Great answer there Lisbon: 'I'm fine.' You could have thought of a more interesting word like mundane, well, in good health but no. You chose fine. How boring, or even, how tedious." Lisbon stared at him with a look that seemed able to kill.

"See, there you go, I found your ulterior motive. You came in here to ask how I was so you could make fun of me."

"No. Well, yes but I love seeing you angry, second to making you blush which is the highlight of my day." Lisbon raised her eyebrow again and breathed in deeply, making her already deadly look, all the more menacing. Jane took a step back and waved his hands in front of him. "Kidding, kidding."

Lisbon frowned. "No you're not."

Jane lowered his hands and thought for a moment, probably judging whether his life was in danger at this moment. Obviously satisfied that it wasn't, he took a chance. "No you're right, I'm not. Making you blush is the highlight of my day."

Lisbon looked on her desk for something that she could throw at his head but found nothing big enough. Instead, she sat on the edge of the wooden table and brushed the key in her pocket again, reminding herself what she was planning to do today. Jane noticed her hand in her pocket and took a cautious step forward.

"What's in your pocket?" Lisbon looked up and suddenly realised that she really wasn't ready to tell him about the key, quickly, she searched her mind for something that she could have in her pocket but came up with nothing.

"Nothing." She didn't look him in the eyes when she replied which did not go unnoticed by the mentalist.

"You're nervous." Lisbon looked at him quickly then dropped her gaze.

"No I'm not." A small smile came onto Patrick Jane's face.

"Yes you are, you are nervous about something and it has something to do with whatever is in your pocket." Lisbon didn't reply, she just continued to stare down where her feet were swinging just above the floor. Jane continued and took another step forward. "And whatever is in your pocket has something to do with me."

Lisbon dared to look him in the face and slowly lifted her head. "No it doesn't; anyway I don't have anything in my pocket." Jane's smile grew at her denial and he took another few steps forward so he was very close to her. She could see his blue eyes seeing right through her lies and she had to look away again, away from his penetrating stare. "I know you're lying Lisbon. I told you, you are translucent my dear." He took another step and Lisbon could feel his leg brush hers. She suppressed a shiver and felt her hand be taken by his. Jane pulled her off the desk so that she was standing. He was now so close that she could feel his breath on her cheek.

Lisbon suddenly had an overwhelming desire to press her lips to his, to close the very small gap between them but before she acted on the desire, she felt Patrick put his hand in her pocket. Lisbon froze. She didn't dare to move and tried to focus on something else other than the things she wanted to do to the gorgeous man in front of her. She then heard the jingle of the key against the key ring it was next to. The sun was sparkling off the silver metal and Jane was dangling them in front of her face.

"What have I got here?" Lisbon tried to snatch the key out of his grasp but he pulled them away. Her reflexes were definitely not the same around him. She sighed deeply and supposed that she might as well just tell him the truth. Lying wouldn't do much good, what with being translucent and all.

"I cut you a key to my apartment." She looked at him for a moment to see his reaction but he did nothing so to regain her control, she added an extra comment. "I was sick of you knocking every night so I thought now you can let yourself in, saves me from the trip to the door." Then Jane did something she really hadn't expected. She felt herself be pulled into a hug. She rested her head on his shoulder and realised that he had bent down to meet her level. She smiled at the surprising gesture and felt strangely comfortable with how intimate it was. She felt his hand softly rub her back and she closed her eyes to take it in.

All too quickly, Jane pulled away and smiled at her, key in hand.

"Thank you Lisbon. That's very kind of you." Lisbon shrugged, still too dazed for words and watched him leave the office, placing the key carefully in his own pocket.

Well I hope you enjoyed the second chapter :D I thought that Jane would move in unofficially so this is what shows that he has moved in :D

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