Hey guys thanks for your reviews from the last chapter, they are really great and helpful! I tried to get the characters to be more themselves but my characterazation is still off. Van Pelt is still a little immature.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot and Stacy.

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Jane opened the door to his house, "Please excuse whatever mess I've probably left out." He said as he flicked on the lights.

Stacy took a look around, they were in his living room. He had nice and polished hard wood floors, a big wrap around black couch, and a big TV. There were no pictures on his white walls and no decorations. In fact, the only other piece of furniture that he owned besides the couch and TV was the coffee table in front of it. The only thing that made this actually look like a home instead of a hotel room was the lighting. It was sort of dim and in other places bright. Thus making it look homey and comfortable.

She sat down her bag filled all her belongings and followed Jane into the kitchen, "Nice house." She commented as she sat on stool next to the marble counter top.

The kitchen was just as big as the living room, it had a nice marble counter/bar and behind it was a stove that looked to be just bought. She had never in her life seen a kitchen more beautiful than this. The cabinets were polished maple and it matched the tile floor perfectly.

"Dinner will be ready shortly, hope you like spagetti!" Said Jane enthusiastically.

Stacy half smiled, "Yeah, I love it."

Jane pulled out a pot and started to boil the noodles, "Good, because this is the only thing I know how to cook."

Stacy laughed, "Then why don't you let me do it?"

Jane smiled, "Because you are a guest and that would be rude." Jane laughed as he thought about what Lisbon would have said if she were here...probably something like 'Oh now he's mannerly' or at least in that category...

"So do you eat spaghetti every night or is this just a one time deal? Cause if that's the case, I'm definitely cooking from now on...either that, or you're going to have to start learning how to cook..."

Jane laughed, "I usually eat take or go to a restaurant."

Stacy smiled, "I guess that's okay...I'm still cooking though. It's the least I can do."

Jane cut on another burner and started to make the sauce. "Wait until you taste my sauce, everyone tells me it's delicious!"

Stacy stayed silent but kept her smile, Jane turned around to look at her, "I'm guessing you probably want to go upstairs and 'get ready' or whatever it is that you teenagers do."

Stacy laughed, "You're obviously not used to teenagers are you?"

Jane smiled sheepishly, "No I'm really not...most of the teenagers I meet are either dead or criminals..."

Stacy looked at the marble counter top, "She would have been my age right? Your daughter?"

Jane stopped stirring the sauce for a moment, he closed his eyes as a vision of his little girl popped in his mind, "Yes, she would have been fifteen last week..."

Stacy sighed, "I truly am sorry about what happened to your family, I didn't mean to sound so harsh the other day...That girl cop just pissed me off..."

Jane shook his head out of his thoughts and turned around to Stacy, "You mean Lisbon? Oh she's not so bad..."

Stacy rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

She got up and grabbed her bag then turned to Jane, "Where's my room?"

Jane turned around yet again and made directions with his hands, "Go up the stairs and count three doors down, it's the one on the right. The bathroom is right across from it."

Stacy made her way to the first step when Jane spoke up again, "Oh and there aren't really any rules...just don't go into the room at the end of the hall or the one next to it on the right. And no parties without my permission."

Stacy smiled, "Got it, no snooping, no parties." And then she went up stairs.

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Once she was upstairs she went to the third door on the right, she opened it and let her mouth drop.

The room was huge! Complete with a queen sized bed, two big windows, a glass sliding door that led to her very own deck, and a desk and computer. She also had a big, white wrap around leather couch and a plasma screen TV. Stacy threw her duffel bag down and walked over to the glass sliding door, she opened the white thick curtain and went outside. It was a quiet and peaceful night out, the city lights looked beautiful and she was sure the the sunset and rise would be just a pretty.

She walked back in and took one more look around. This time paying attention to every detail. She noticed that her furniture was all white as well as her carpet. And the baby blue walls, she noticed, matched her bed comforter. Overall her room had a nice beachy vibe to it. All that was missing was the ocean. Stacy made a mental note that the beach wasn't very far from here.

She smiled as she threw herself on the bed, it was so comfy. She looked to her right and then found some lavender PJ's neatly folded up for her. She chuckled as she grabbed those and went to go take a shower.

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When Stacy arrived in the bathroom she looked around. The walls were green and there was a big bathtub on one side and a shower stall on the other. In the middle of the bathroom was the sink with green hand soap. Their was already an extra toothbrush for Stacy. She smiled.

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"So how will can I stay here?" Asked Stacy as they finished up their plates of spaghetti.

Jane shrugged, "As long as you want I guess...Why? Are thinking about running?"

Stacy smiled, "No I was just wondering...that's all."

Jane took his plate and walked over to the sink and rinsed it off, "You know that sometime this week I'm going to have to enroll you back in school."

Stacy sighed, "Yes, I know."

Jane walked over to her now empty plate and cleared the table. "Well it's late, you should probably go to bed. I'm taking you to work with me tomorrow."

Stacy's face lit up, "Really! That's so cool!"

Jane chuckled, Stacy's smile wavered a bit, "Is that girl cop going to be there?"

"Who? Lisbon?"

Stacy nodded, "Yeah, her."

Jane nodded, "Yeah, she's my boss."

Stacy frowned, "I don't like her, she's too...bossy."

Jane laughed, "She's not so bad once you get to know her...granted your first meeting sucked but She's supposed to be like that, it's her job. You'll see what I mean."

Stacy rolled her eyes, "Right, sure I will..."

A moment of silence went by before Stacy spoke up again, "She likes you, a lot."

"Really?" Said Jane amused, Stacy nodded.

"Well isn't that something."

Stacy sighed, "You don't believe me do you?"

Jane shook his head, "Nope, she's just a friend and really good boss."

Stacy smiled slyly, "So why do you think of her as a hot, pretty lady?"

Jane raised his eyebrows, "Oh you're good...But she's just a friend. End of story."

Stacy smiled, "Whatever." And with that Stacy made her way to her room.

"Good night!" Jane called from the kitchen as she reached the top of the stairs.

"Night!" She yelled back and opened her door, she flipped on the light switch and looked at her clock.

Ten.

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Later on that night Stacy lay still awake in her bed. She had been aimlessly looking at the ceiling. She emotionlessly turned to stare at the clock, it was three.

Five hours had passed since she said goodnight to Jane...five hours she had been awake, staring at nothing.

After a few more minutes she sighed and slid out from her bed and then out of her room. She wondered into the hall and made her way back downstairs. Once there, she crept into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Then she silently went into the living room. She was a little surprised when she found Jane watching TV. the volume on low. She sat down next to him, "Can't sleep either?" She asked. Jane sighed, "No, I haven't been able to for a while now."

"Same here." She mumbled, then she curled up into a ball and looked at the TV.

It was soon becoming just a little awkward, they shared a quick glance and laughed at each others state.

"You look like hell." They said simultaneously, then they laughed again.

Stacy set her glass down on the coffee table and curled back up, "I'll tell you why I can't sleep if you tell me why you can't." She said.

Jane was silent.

"That's only if you want to talk about it..." Said Stacy quickly.

Jane smiled, "You first. What particular dream keeps running through your head all night? Which part keeps you awake?"

Stacy frowned and averted her gaze from him, "Seeing the ones I love on the floor....knowing that they're gone."

Stacy looked at Jane, "And you?"

Jane sighed, "Same."

Stacy looked back at the TV.

"It hurts doesn't it? You feel angry and sad at the same time, angry that you let it happen and sad because you can't redo it..."

Stacy nodded, "I miss them a lot...and when I find that man...I'll kill him, I swear I will. That bastered will rue the day I catch him."

Jane looked at her for a moment, he had to do a double take when he thought he was looking at his daughter, "You remind me so much of her." He mumbled.

Stacy tensed, "Who?"

Jane snapped out of his thoughts, "What?"

Stacy looked at him skeptically, "You just said I reminded you of someone..."

Jane frowned, "Oh."

Stacy waited for him to continue but he never did, "Who do I remind you of?"

Jane sighed, "My daughter."

Stacy looked towards the couch, "Oh."

"You don't by any chance play the piano?" He mumbled.

Stacy felt a pang of sympathy for him, "Yes. My mother taught me how to play."

Jane took a deep breath as he tried to stop a wave of emotions coming on. He shook his head and closed his eyes then opened them again, "I'm sorry." He said.

Stacy stayed silent so Jane, sensing that things were getting a little too awkward, decided to change the subject.

"Well since we're not going to bed anytime soon, how about I make us coffee?"

Stacy, who was thankful for the change of subject, agreed and followed him back into the kitchen.

"Can I ask you a question?" She asked.

"Fire away." Replied Jane.

"Why purple?"

Jane turned around looking at her before seeing that she was insinuating the question with her pajamas. He smiled.

"Well why not? You're a girl and it's your favorite color. To tell you the truth I actually thought I did really good picking them out."

Stacy held back a laugh and raised her eyebrows, "You did not know that, I wasn't wearing anything yesterday that insinuated my favorite color was purple."

Jane smiled, "Yes you were, you're earrings. But that's not what gave it away, it was you're personality."

Stacy stared at him for the longest time before she replied. "How the hell did you figure that out?"

Jane laughed, "Well purple, like you, has two different sides to it. It can be light and cheerful one minute, and then dark and dreary the next. For example, when I first came into your shack you were very calm and polite but then Lisbon showed up and wouldn't listen to you, so you decided to lash out and you became edgy and closed off."

Stacy was astounded by just how sharp his observation skills actually were, which made her respect him even more.

"I must say, I'm impressed, that was actually some really good observation."

Jane smirked, "One day kid, you'll be just as good as me."

He handed her a cup of coffee and together they walked back into the living room.

"So what do you want to do now?" She asked.

Jane scratched his head before looking back at her, "Do girls you're age still like to go shopping? Or is it uncool to go with an adult?"

Stacy laughed, "It's fine. I'll go get ready."

As Stacy was going up the stairs Jane rolled his eyes.

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Lisbon sat glaring at the door that Jane would soon come in. Rigsby watched from his desk, "He's late again and the boss looks pissed."

Van Pelt nodded and went back to searching for more documents that might give some inclination to who the killer was.

Cho ignored them.

Lisbon sighed and got up to go get another cup of coffee. As she was making her cup Jane walked by her, closely behind him was Stacy.

Her outfit kind of looked like his only more feminine. Both wore the trademark vest and white shirt.

Van Pelt looked up from her work and glanced at Jane and Stacy, she smiled and turned to Rigsby, "They look adorable."

Rigsby nodded while Cho went back to work.

Lisbon stared wide eyed at the scene unfolding, both Jane and Stacy made their way to the couch and sat down simultaneously. They seemed to be talking about something rather interesting.

Lisbon also noted that there was something different about Jane this morning, she knew everybody saw it, it was just as obvious to them as to her.

She allowed a smile to grace her lips as she figured it out.

For the first time in five years, Jane was truly happy.

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Hey how did you guys like the third chapter? It's not as long as the other one but I figured that this was a good stopping point. I don't know when I'll be able to update next but it should be sometime soon. Hope I got the characters right, if I didn't then please tell me! Also thank you for the reviews telling me that I had posted the wrong chapter. I am so sorry, I only had like two hours of sleep last night so I'm like running on caffine.

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