It was 6:30 Friday night and Wayne Rigsby was on his way to pick up the woman of his dreams for their first real date. He didn't need to look in the mirror to know he was grinning from ear to ear. Since he knew she liked cheeseburgers as much as he did, he chose Chili's for their dinner and then bowling. Grace grew up around athletics so he was sure this would meet with her approval.

The past couple of days at work were easier than he thought they would be. No one seemed to notice a difference in his relationship with Agent Van Pelt, and if they did, they kept it to themselves. That was how he decided to handle his feelings. He had a working relationship with Agent Van Pelt, but he was dating (at least he hoped it did not end tonight) Grace. As long as he could keep them separate he should be OK.

Grace opened the door and what she saw took her breath away. Wayne was casually dressed in jeans, a blue button down shirt and his hair was all spiky. Just the way she liked it. And the smile he had on his face made her feel all warm and mushy because she knew it was reserved just for her.

"Hey Grace, ready to go?"

"Uh yeah OK, just let me grab my bag and jacket." Grace reached over and picked up her jean jacket and a small purse. "You look great by the way. I love your hair like that."

Rigsby did not think his grin could get any bigger but he was wrong. Hearing that Grace noticed him, and liked what she saw, made him feel 10 feet tall. As they headed toward his car Jane's voice kept echoing in his head. "Love and affection. Love and affection." As they reached the car, he reached over and took Grace's hand, brought it to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it.

The butterflies in Grace's stomach started break dancing. Could he really be the one? Wayne had already told her that he could see a future with her and if all he wanted was to get her in bed he could have accomplished that already. She just needed to relax and trust him. Trust her instincts.

Dinner was relaxed and fun. They shared case stories they worked on before transferring to CBI. When Wayne suggested they go bowling, Grace accepted but she was a little nervous. She was raised in a competitive family. Most guys she dated could not handle the fact that she was better then them at a lot of sporting activities.

Two hours after arriving at the bowling alley Grace had beaten Wayne soundly at a couple of games. Not that he was a bad bowler, just not as good as she was. Now he was sitting on a bar stool surrounded by women. They were all watching as Grace was beating all of their boyfriends and husbands at a shoot off. And Wayne could not have been more proud of her. This must be what people mean when they say 'over the moon'. Two years ago if anyone had told him he would meet the woman of his dreams and fall in love at first sight he would have laughed at them. Back then he didn't even date much. Most of the women he met were only interested in him for his looks. Not that he considered himself that good looking, but women seemed to. He attributed most of the attraction to his height. Then Grace Van Pelt walked into his life. He just knew from that first moment that she was his special someone.

Grace had just made another strike putting her so far in front that winning was a foregone conclusion. She turned around and saw Wayne beaming at her. He showed no sign of being jealous or upset at her victories. As she walked over to him she heard one of the women ask "Is that your girlfriend?" "She sure is." He answered proudly.

Grace approached and reached for the beer that was sitting on the bar at Wayne's elbow. She turned around to watch the action and leaned back against his chest. His arms went around her waist and as her head relaxed on his shoulder he turned his head and kissed her gently on the temple. She had to be the one he thought. I have never felt this happy in my life.

All too soon for Rigsby they were in his car heading toward Grace's apartment. "So did you have fun?"

Grace turned and smiled broadly at him "That was probably the most fun I have had since moving to Sacramento." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek "Thank you Wayne."

"So um do we need to wait until next week to do it again?" he asked shyly

"What do you have in mind?"

"I don't know, we still have 2 days before going back to work. I don't want to be pushy, but I can't get enough of you."

"Well I do have to do laundry and run some errands tomorrow. Then there is church on Sunday morning but…"

"Why don't I go with you?"

"To church?"

"Sure then we can get some lunch and...." Rigsby could tell Grace was reluctant "Look Grace, I know how important church is to you. It is part of what makes you..well..you. I want to experience it with you. Please?"

"OK, I'll pick you up this time. 10:00 am?"

"Great. We're here. Let me get your door."

Wayne walked around the car and opened the passenger side door. They walked to Grace's apartment holding hands. Once Grace had opened the front door Wayne leaned down and kissed her on the cheek and then brushed his lips across hers. "Good night Grace, I love you."

And then he was gone.

Grace Van Pelt stood there watching him walk back to his car. How was she going to get anything done tomorrow? All she was going to be able to do was think about was seeing Wayne again on Sunday. She groaned loudly and went into her apartment and shut the door.

Rigsby got into his car and sat trying to get himself under control. He sure hoped he could convince Grace that they were right for each other soon. He was lovesick and she was the only cure.