A/N Here is my 2nd chapter, sorry it took so long, I've been busy with college work, so I haven't had much time to do anything. This chapter is the way it is thanks to my shiny new beta: PchefBeth.

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CHAPTER TWO – INSTINCT

In a moment of panic she darted toward the door in a desperate attempted at escape, but was stopped in her tracks when the glass walls and the door were quickly shut off by titanium shields…

The message had ended, yet the room was still flashing red from the lights.

He stood, watching her as she scanned the shield, and analyzed her motions .She had her back to him, and at first she didn't move but then a flicker of movement at her sides caused him to lower his gaze. Her hands curled into small fists before relaxing again as she pivoted round and faced him, now cool and collected – but he could still detect a hint of annoyance among her features.

"Look, before you say a word; I didn't do anything!" he raised his hands in mock surrender. Was that a smile he just saw quickly cross her face? If it was, it was gone as soon as it appeared.

"I believe you. You were sleeping after all." He felt a guilty grin form his lips "But I do need to find out what is going on." She pulled out her phone from her left pocket and brought it to her ear.

"I wouldn't bother even trying with that; I designed this system lock-down, phone signals won't pass through the shields." he informed her, pointing to the now sealed-off door.

"Why the hell would you design it like that?" He watched as she slid her phone back into her pocket and continued without waiting for an answer. "Actually that doesn't matter; right now this situation takes priority. Is there any way you can hack into the security system and override the shutdown to let us out?"

"I'm afraid not. This computer isn't designed to override a network on a mass scale such as the security lockdown" He watched as her face fell a little, it made him want to help as much as possible. "On the other hand, I can hack in and find out who authorised it."

"Great. Do that then."

"Why JoJo, are you actually asking me to break sixteen federal laws?" He teased. She blushed a little. He turned around to face his computer and began typing. In the corner of his eye he could see her still standing by the door. "Come sit down JoJo." He gestured toward the chair next to him "I won't bite… not yet anyway." Regardless of his teasing she came and sat down next to him and watched him as he typed. He put on a fake face of concentration in an attempt to make it seem as though he had never hacked into security before, but in truth he had done it so many times before that he could practically do it blindfolded. So instead he kept his eyes on Lupo. She didn't seem at all fazed that he was breaking her beloved rules, if anything she seemed engrossed in what he was doing on the screen. He filed away this odd behaviour for future reference. She tilted her head and caught his gaze, and she shifted uncomfortably, behaviour such as this showed that she too could feel the electricity between them. Embarrassed at getting caught, he turned back to the screen and continued with his work. After the few moments that it took to hack in – which he purposefully drew out longer – he had finally found what he was looking for and faced her. "According to the data here; only two people are authorised to set off a full scale lockdown."

"And who are they?" once again she was calm, and he disliked it immensely, the one trait she owned that he had never liked. He thought back to the many times he had tried to make Jo Lupo crack without any success, and here she was, in probably one of the most difficult situations she would ever be in emotionally – and still she is all business. Well two can play at that game…

"Well one is you, and the other is Fargo."

"So Fargo did this?" Annoyance rang clear in her words. Well maybe she doesn't respect him as much as he initially thought. He turned back to the screen to check see if their suspicions were correct.

"Actually I don't think it was, his security code wasn't used. But neither was yours."

"How is that?"

"Well, from what I understand the security system itself fired up the lockdown. Which means it detected a risk and it won't go down until it has found the source of the risk and quarantined it"

"How long will that take?"

"It has just finished scanning the air in all the labs for foreign particles or compounds in section one, now it will start scan the rest of the room to ensure that there are no unknown life forms in each lab before it removes the shields. It will then continue in the same pattern for each section. We are currently in section four; therefore it should take roughly twenty minutes."He turned to look back at her. She didn't seem pleased at having to spend 20 minutes alone with him. "Come on JoJo. Is it really that awful to be stuck in a room with yours truly?" His words here teasing, yet he meant every one of them. He didn't miss the slight nod from her head. It hurt him to know that that's how she felt.

He gave himself a mental kick. This wasn't how this was supposed to happen. They were trapped alone in his lab for crying-out-loud! He was supposed to take control over this situation. He gave himself a much needed nudge and spoke first after the long moments of silence between the two.

"Seeing as such a wonderful opportunity has arose, I think we can finally talk." Her eyes flickered to the door. "I saw that. And unless you plan to claw your way out of here with your bare hands; I'm afraid you're stuck in here."The expression she gave showed him that she might actually be seriously contemplating doing exactly that – it was as though her capability actually extended that far, and damn he thought it was hot! She stiffened in her chair and then straightened in defence. He swivelled his chair a little to face her better, in doing so his leg brushed against hers. He must have hit a nerve because next thing he knew she was stood in front of the door, watching him cautiously.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The ease with which she could lie and hide her emotions annoyed him to his very core. This was getting old!

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!"He realized he was shouting at her, so he lowered his voce and spoke his next words more softly. "Look, I know that there is something going on that you're not telling me, and not just between us, but that's where this conversation is going. Whether you like it or not." She stared down. He thought it looked as though she were praying for the floor to suddenly swallow her whole – actually, he might not be that far off base. He took her silence as an opportunity to close the distance between them. Here was his chance, his was gonna take it.

"Zane…" she murmured raising her head. Her eyes lingered on his broad chest for a moment before continuing up to meet with his. Only just noticing the lack of space between them; she took a step back, pressing her back against the shields. He took a step closer - trapping her further.

"Just answer this one question for me. Did I ever have a chance?" He didn't let her answer; instead he leaned in and captured her lips with his and she immediately responded.

It was gentle at first. Their lips moving in an elegant dance. He placed his hands at the small of her back. Pulling her closer. He breathed in her familiar scent, it sent him crazy, and suddenly he was no longer in control. He was acting on pure instinct. Apparently so was she. Their passions ignited as their lips became urgent and demanding. Tongues intertwined. Her skin burned his like a flame – setting all his nerve endings ablaze. Her hands weaved around his neck - pulling herself closer. She brushed her hand across the nape of his neck leaving a trail of goose bumps at her scolding touch. He roughly pushed her up against the wall – successfully causing her to moan. Sensation rippled through him. A set of fingers knotted themselves in his hair before pulling at it. He groaned and pressed himself even closer – if that were possible. His lips ran down to her neck. Her free hand gripped at his shoulder. She threw he head back, giving him better access. He gently nipped at her neck – pulling another soft moan from her lips. She pressed her hips into his…

"Erm… Jo…?" came a voice through the intercom.

They broke apart instantly. He felt the immediate loss and cursed himself under his breath for loosing so much control. No woman had ever made him loose control before, but he liked it, he craved it. He watched her closely - watched the rise and fall of her chest as she took in deep steadying breaths, collecting some of the much needed oxygen that he had stolen. A dark part of him enjoyed the fact that he could affect her to such a degree. He realized that he too, was in the same laboured-breathing state she was when he answered.

"What the hell? Carter?"

A/N- Hehe, I like this end for my chapter, and you probably won't get the next chapter until next week – unless you can convince me why I should be kind enough to post earlier…