AN: Sorry for the short chapter, time it took to get the chapter out, and lack of anything happening in this chapter. I feel the need to be realistic and have a relationship actually build, so there might be a lot of boring chapter in the near future.

Greg Lestrade stepped out of the yard into ever-busy London, nearly knocking over a restless seeming Jim.

"Sorry…" Greg apologized, steading Jim with one hand

"It's fine, oh! Greg, right?"

"Yea… are you alright?" Greg asked, Jim was bouncing on his heels and repetitively checking his watch

"Oh, that, yea. Just waiting for my ride..." Jim smiled feebly before looking down the street again.

"Late?"

"Just a little…but yea..."
"Want a ride?" Jim's dark eyes lit up

"Really? Yea, thanks" Lestrade smiled at Jim's attempts to curb his happiness. Greg led him over to his 1999 Toyota Prius and motioned for Jim to get in. Sliding into the driver's seat, Greg saw that Jim was already seated and ready to go, his fingers drumming on his leg calmly. Greg put the key into the ignition, twisted, and started the car.