A/N: Short chapter...sorry! But I promise for a fast update. And I just hope you can imagine the accect as I can't write it! lol


Jane got off the elevator a floor beneath his own and used the walk up to get his thoughts in order. He wondered which Malone it was, knowing it could be three different outcomes. Using the stairs gave him the advantage of seeing who laid in wait.

Lisbon was hanging by the elevators with her back to him so he couldn't resist the urge to sneak up on her. "Waiting for someone?"

To her credit she jumped but didn't say a peep until she turned to glare at him. "What is going on here, Jane? I don't like my floor becoming a three ring circus."

He smirked at her. "I thought you liked animals, Lisbon." She was about to stomp off when he touched her sleeve. "Michael, Shea, or Brannon?" he asked her.

She sighed. "Shea," she told him. "Is that good?"

"It's better," he said before linking his arm in hers and walking towards his company. "Shea!" he greeted.

Shea stood. "Patrick! Did she give me up?" he asked of Lisbon.

"Yep!" Jane said, enthusiastically. "She can't keep a thing from me."

Lisbon removed her arm from his to give him a look. "I can, Jane. This time I was trying to save your worthless ass. In vain, it seems."

Jane laughed and placed himself on Shea's side. "Agents Lisbon, Van Pelt, Cho, and Rigsby, I'd like to officially introduce you to my cousin, Shea Malone."

The looks of surprise were as he expected. Grace's gaze went from Shea's to his, saw the resemblance and quickly looked away as she realized the one would now be the other in her view. Cho's expression was one of surprise then understanding. Rigsby dropped the hostility, knowing he couldn't beat up a friend's relative- plus, Grace was no longer staring.

Teresa was staring. Then she walked up and poked Shea in the middle of his chest. "You were withholding evidence, Mister."

Shea, not knowing who he was dealing with, grinned. "Wanted ta see your reactions, missy."

She balled up her fist and shook it at him. "You'll see my fist in your face if you don't stop the nicknames."

Shea looked surprised. "I apologize,...Teresa."

She growled then poked Jane for good measure. "My people need to work and you have documents to sign. Either keep him in line or get out of my hair. One Jane's quite enough."

Jane gave her his trademark look. "Technically he's a Malone," he corrected.

She made a growl noise then went to slam her glass door.

Shea grinned at his cousin. "Bit touchy do ya think."

"She feels threatened," Jane said in wonder.

"Why?"

"I don't know but I am about to find out." Jane made his way to Lisbon's office and went in without knocking as was his way.

"What do you want?" she growled at him from where she stood at the file cabinet.

"You seem testy," he said, leaning up against the closed door, ensuring no interruptions.

"Maybe if my consultant wasn't holding a family reunion in my office I would get more work done, causing me to be less 'testy' as you so kindly put it."

"He's not in your office, per se."

She thought about cursing him but instead closed the file drawer and leaned against it to mimic Jane's posture. "What's he doing here?"

"He's in the building presumably to find me. I don't think he knows anybody else here."

"You know I mean what's he want with you."

"Well, my dear, we are family even if we haven't seen each other in years. But, specifically? I have no idea."

She waved a hand around. "You can't just read his mind or something?"

Jane chuckled. "I never could read Irish brethren."

She stilled. "God, don't tell me he's a pseudo-psychic too."

"No, not at all, although he fancies himself a bit of a fountain of woman knowledge."

Lisbon snorted.

"I'm planning on taking him out tonight for dinner, get why he's here. I want you to come with us."

She laughed then walked to her desk. "I think not. Because of all the adventure between you and your cousin I will not officially be working until midnight."

"You have to stop to eat."

"Drop it, Jane. It won't work."

He pouted. "I want the whole team to go."

Lisbon thought of Rigsby's reaction to Malone and smiled. "If you get the whole team to go I'll go."

His smile brightened the room.