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It didn't take long for him to start.

'So. How shall we amuse ourselves for the next three hours. Hmm?'

'There is no 'amusement' needing to be done. We watch and we listen. Simple.'

'Oh.'

Silence.

'I could think of a few things we could do!'

'Be quiet and watch out Jane.'

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'You okay?'

'I'm cold,' she ground out, pulling her jacket around her firmer.

'Well I can help with that.'

Turning to Jane she took in the suggestive look on his face. She had a feeling she wasn't going to like this suggestion. 'Hmm?'

'We can share body heat!' he said, throwing open his jacket.

Face flushing, Lisbon glared at him. 'I think I'll manage fine over here thanks.'

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'This isn't quite how I planned to be spending our first night together.'

Oh no, he was not going there. Was he?

'In case you hadn't noticed Jane, I hardly thinks this counts as a date,' she said, throwing her arm out to encompass the woods around them. 'I expected more from you!' she taunted.

'Ah, well allow me to take a raincheck and get back to you on that,' he responded with a grin. 'I'll give you a night you'll never forget!'

Flustered, Lisbon's lost for words as she blushes. 'Dream on.'

'Oh trust me - I will.'

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'You know the whole purpose of being on look out is staying nice and quiet, so that we can identify the odd sounds? We're not supposed to give our position away.'

'Trust me, the guy knows we're here. Bloody hell, scientists on Antarctica probably know we're here. Rigsby's snoring is quite the GPS gadget.'

Unable to help herself, Lisbon lets out a snort of laughter. He did have a point.

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'I've always loved stars,' whispered Lisbon softly.

'Hmm?'

'What?'

'Did you say something?'

'No ... ?'

'Yeah you did. Something about stars.'

She'd said that aloud?

'I was just saying how much I like stars. It's nice thinking that in some far off place, they watch us.'

'I know what you mean,' said Jane softly. 'I'd like to think they're watching me too.'

Swallowing at the uncomfortable silence that followed, Lisbon lets her thoughts drift back to her mother's death. In a rare moment of sobriety, her father had told her that every shooting star was her mother looking out for her, and to make a wish.

'Tell you what,' she said, her voice piercing the still air. 'The next shooting star, you can have my wish.'

Understanding what she was offering him, Patrick reached out and squeezed her hand, no words necessary.

Squeezing back, and after holding his warm hand for just a few seconds longer, Lisbon retrieved her hand and tried to concentrate on the task at hand.

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'Lisbon?'

'Hmm?'

'What was that?'

'What was what?'

'That noise.'

'What noise?'

'That one.'

'That's an owl Jane.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes Jane.'

'For all we know it could be the call of the killer!'

Lisbon rolled her eyes at him.

'Right.'

'Aw, is Jane a little scared of the big bad woods?'

'Scared isn't a word I'd use. I'm cautious. I have a healthy respect for things that go bump in the night.'

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'What time is it?'

'2:40.'

'We're only half way through it?!'

'Yes Jane.'

'Sheesh.'

'You can always leave you know. I can manage perfectly well on my own.'

'What, and leave you to fend for yourself? I think not.'

'I'm a big girl Jane. I can handle myself.'

'Oh trust me, I know. I've been around you for long enough!'

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'Can I do a trick?'

'No.'

'How about a game?'

'No.'

'Can I hypnotise you?'

'No.'

'Or how about ...'

'No Jane.'

'Spoilsport.'

'Party pooper.'

'Cop.'

'Consultant.'

'Tree hugger.'

'... what?!'

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'Once upon a time, in a woods in the middle of nowhere...'

'Don't.'

'... there was a team of CBI agents who were hoping to catch their killer. Two super tough agents were on the lookout for a dastardly killer who's stabs his victims to death before cutting them up and eating them.'

'No you're not, and no he doesn't.'

'Hey, don't let the facts ruin a good story.'

Lisbon rolled her eyes as Jane continued . How much longer was this going to be?

'But little did they know, a ghost roams these woods. The ghost of Nancy McGregor...'