Brody stood rooted to the spot in shock. Had she just been left to stand like a fool by her partner who was now standing naked in the shower in front of her whistling his ass off. She slowly felt her anger boil up, she was stood debating which course of action to take. She could either walk over and drag that shower curtain over and haul his ass out of there and have it out with him or she could sit and wait till he came out and have a set to then. Or maybe she could walk out of here and pretended it hadn't happened. That was not an option because she knew he wouldn't let it lie. Slowly she gathered herself together and turned to leave with a new plan forming in her head. Oohh it was good and he would pay for what he had just done...but not yet.

Gathering her things together she made sure she hadn't left anything. When she reached the door to the showers room she yelled over her shoulder.

"Catch you later LaSalle, enjoy your shower" and with that she let the door slam shut and made her way back to her locker to dump her stuff and plot her revenge.

Walking back to her desk she saw there was no one around. Checking the kitchen she made her way to LaSalle's desk and sat down. Looking around the clutter that was on his desk she was surprise she could find anything on there. Shaking her head she thought about involving Pride in her master plan to get LaSalle back. Thinking it over she decided to wait and see how things panned out before she called in the big guns.

Getting up from his desk she made her way back to her own desk and sat down. Opening a draw on her desk she pulled out a little book of phone numbers she kept in case her phone broke. Flicking through the pages she looked through who she could phone. Since arriving in town she had made sure to make friends with as many people as possible. Turning a couple of more pages a number jumped out at her. Yes that was perfect, just the person who could help her and she knew they would. Dialling the number she spoke to the person on the other end of the call and arrange to meet her for lunch the next day.

As if the powers that be were plotting with her she had just put the phone down when in came Chris LaSalle all clean and smart with wet hair sticking up all over.

"Brody you got a brush or comb I can borrow, can't seem to find mine anywhere" as he stepped up to her desk.

"Sure do, here you go" after rummaging in her bag she passed him the comb.

LaSalle took the comb and was about to walk away when Brody called him back.

"Here, mirror to match" as she passed him the little compact mirror.

LaSalle stood still and then reached out for the mirror. Taking it he held it out and quickly Combed his hair back into place. Brody had to admit that it did look better all wet and tousled but that was a thought for another day. Passing the mirror and comb back to her LaSalle had to admit he was worried. After what he just saw in the showers he was expecting to have been mauled, shot or even killed. At best a quick tongue lashing would have done but here he was passing her the Comb and mirror back and she hadn't even acknowledge the event in the shower, he wasn't sure if he should mention it because he had to admit he did value his life.

Walking back to his desk he sat down and started to organise the clutter that was there. Every once in a while he would look over at Brody but she was a picture of professionalism. There was no trace of their run in earlier as she sat doing her work and he didn't like. He didn't like it one bit as this was not her. He had a twisting feeling in his gut that Brody was going to get him back and it would be huge when she did. Pushing that thought to the back of his mind he finished tidying his desk up and set about his report for that morning.

Brody had a feeling that LaSalle had a tattoo and it was now her mission to find out where it was and get payback for what happened in the showers. She had arranged to meet up with a friend of LaSalle's from college that worked in a local bar. She needed to find out as much as she could and wait for the right time to pounce. LaSalle had seen her tattoo by accident and now she had to wait and see if she could find out if he had one and where.

LaSalle was getting worried, Brody had been her usual self for the rest of the day. Not once has she mentioned her tattoo or the fact he had seen it. As they got up to leave at the end of the day they were wishing each other good night when Brody stepped up to LaSalle blocking his exit.

"Fancy grabbing a bite to eat before we go home, didn't get much of a chance to eat lunch" Brody asked a very shocked LaSalle.

"Sure, if you want when we're done we can go back to mine and watch the game" LaSalle said a little tentatively not sure how she would respond.

"Sure why not" Brody answered.

"Come on then, there's a really nice place not far from mine that does great food" and with that he held out his arm from Brody to take.

Taking his arm they walked to the car and after holding the door open for her to get LaSalle came round and started the car. The drive over to his place was fairly quiet as they had never really done this before. They had only really talked about work before so he was at a loss what to talk about. Pulling up at his place he got out the car and opened the door for Brody to get out. Once out he shut the door and offered her his arm as they set off down the street and away from his house.

Arriving at a little cafe LaSalle held the door open and they entered the cafe. LaSalle lead the way to a little table tucked near the back of the cafe as it was quite and the place didn't have many people in. Sitting down they ordered their food and drinks then sat taking. LaSalle was desperate to mention the tattoo but he didn't want to spoil the evening. When the food arrived he decided to bite the bullet and apologise for his behaviour.

"Hey Brody listen, I am sorry about earlier. I should have knocked or something instead of charging right in. You had every right to be mad and drop kick me but am glad you didn't. Would have been hard to explains to king why I was in so much pain" and he gave a little laugh trying to ease the tension he felt.

"It's fine LaSalle, these things happy when you work in a male orientated environment. I will get over it and it's only a tattoo right" and with that she reached across the table and patted his hand.

Well that was it, now he knew she was up to something. What was he going to do now? He sat dumbfounded, not a clue what to do now.

"You ready to go? You can finally show me what is so important about all this sports carry on" as she stood from the table and held her hand out to LaSalle

He was still speechless so paying the bill he stood up and took her hand. Walking back to his house she kept a hold of his hand as she knew he was rattled by her statement about earlier. She was making him sweat and she was loving every minute of it. Arriving at his house he opened the door and let her enter first.

"So this is the private domain of said bachelor Chris LaSalle. I always wondered how you bachelors live" Brody said looking round.

"Make yourself at home, I'll grab some beer and we can watch the game. I'll teach you all about the best sport in the world" as he walked towards what she presumed was the kitchen.

Going in to the lounge she took a seat on the couch and looked around. This place was so Chris LaSalle, between the the huge TV to watch the game on, the large couch that you could sprawl out on and the Alabama stuff dotted around on the walls there was no mistaking who lived here. There was only 1 picture that she could see and that was a picture taken what looked like a few years ago. It showed a smiling pride and LaSalle at what looked like as the office. Sitting back down after looking at the picture she realised how comfy this couch was. Shuffling right back she was swallowed up by the cushions as she settled in.

Just then LaSalle appeared at the door carrying beer and snacks on a tray. Putting the tray on the table he went and switched the tv on before coming to sit down next to Brody.

"We'll make yourself comfortable this should be a good game" and with that he passed her a beer and sat back to watch the game.

At different parts during the game LaSalle tried to explain the different rules but in the end he gave up as Brody just didn't seem to get it. LaSalle was very engrossed in the game and Brody seemed to be engrossed in LaSalle. She sat watching him as he cheered and booed his way through the game. Watched how the light played across his face and showed his blue eyes off when he got excited. How when he cheered them award winning dimples appeared that would make any red blooded women weak at the knees.

Taking off her boots she tucked her feet up on the couch and got very cosy as the couch seemed to swallow her again and the scent of LaSalle's aftershave surrounded her. She lost interest in the game and felt herself growing tired. She couldn't help the yawn that escaped her lips as her eyes started to drift shut. LaSalle's was too busy watching the game to notice what she was doing.

When the game finished he turned to ask Brody what she thought of her first game only to find her curled into the couch fast asleep. He saw her boots on the floor and her feet had somehow made their way along behind his back as she stretched out. He had to admit it was a very nice sight. She looked so peaceful as she slept. There was no sign of the tough ass interrogator on her face just a very sexy women whom he had to admit looked right at home on his couch.

Moving slightly towards her he couldn't resist run a finger gently down her cheek. Her skin was so soft and warm and from somewhere deep down inside the urge to place a kiss where his finger had just been was overwhelming. Pulling back he was shocked at the thought that had just ran through his head. When did he ever think of Brody like that? Then what didn't help was the image of her naked body in the shower. Standing up he had to put some distance between himself and Brody. Walking to the other side of the room he stood and leaned against the window and just watched her sleep.

Well he couldn't stand here all night so going into his bedroom he pulled back the covers and came back into the lounge. Gently picky Brody up he started to carry her into his room. As he stood up with her in his arms she stirred but instead of waking she buried her head in to his shoulder and stayed asleep. Walked into his bedroom he placed her gently on his bed and watched as she turned over and stretched out. Pulling the covers over he tucked her in and stood back watching. He opened his closet slowly so not to make a noise and pulled out a t-shirt and shorts which he placed on the side of the bed in case she woke during the night.

Grabbing a pair of shorts he walked out the room giving a quick look back at the women asleep in his bed. As he came back into the lounge he turned the TV down a little but left it on. Taking his clothes off he chucked them over the chair and pulled on his shorts. He normally slept in his boxers but with Brody being in his bed he didn't want to wake and end up running in to her and cause an embarrassing situation. Grabbing the throw from the back of the couch he switched the light off and settled in on the couch stretching out with the blanket covering his lower half.

He channel flipped for a while till he found a film to watch as he lay back and thought about the women in his bed. God she was a strange woman and she could drive him mad but these had been the maddest 12 hours so far. From digging round the bayou to seeing her naked in the shower and now having her sleeping in his bed he was seeing a very different side to her and he was starting to like her on a whole new level. Letting his eyes drift shut his last thought were of how she cuddled into his neck as he carried her to his bed.

Brody woke with a start. It was dark and she was still fully clothed but was tucked up in a bed and it wasn't hers. She turned on to her back and looked around. Seeing a small lamp she flicked it on and the room was bathed in soft light. Sitting up she saw a t-shirt and shorts on the side of the bed so picking them up she looked at them. Getting out of bed she removed her jeans and top and pulled on the t-shirt. She looked at the shorts but didn't bother putting them on as the t-shirt came mid-way down her thighs. Looking round she decided she needed a drink so leaving the light on she she came out the bedroom and wondered along the hallway towards what sounded like a TV.

Sure enough she found that the TV was on in the lounge as she passed on the way to the kitchen. Getting a drink of water she went to return to bed but stopped in the lounge to switch the TV off. Before she switched the TV off she needed to find the remote. Looking round she finally found it tucked under a half naked sleeping Chris LaSalle. Wow he had a very nice body. His chest rose and fell with his breathing and his well defended muscles could be seen even in the little light the TV provided. She was sure it was her that should be asleep on the couch as that was the last place she remembered being.

Slowly trying to pull the remote out from his hand but not wake him was not easy. She thought she had done it as she had the remote in her hand until the next thing she knew she was pinned to the couch with her hands above her head and a leg pressed between hers and the other pinned under one of his. How did that happen as she winced at the pain in her wrists from being pinned. Looking up she saw a half asleep LaSalle trying to comprehend what was going on.

"LaSalle wake up" she whispered hoping hearing her voice would make him let go.

Still he had her pinned and looked like he was in no hurry to let her go.

"Chris wake up you're hurting my arms" she said a little louder.

That seems to work and he opened his eyes fully blinking a few times to focus. Seeing Brody pinned under him he was shocked and instead of letting go he rolled bringing her on top of him and letting go of her hands as he did. Now she found herself straddling his hips and all she had on was on one of his T-shirts which had rode up and was now sitting on her hips exposing her underwear. This was going very wrong very quickly and if they were not careful things could get very intense. Too late she felt things getting very intense and it wasn't on her part.

Chris woke to find Brody pinned under him so he quickly moved and brought her to straddle his hips. That was a very big mistake for a couple of reason. The first being he looked down and the t- shirt she had on was not sitting on her hips and he caught a glimpse of her black lace underwear. The second was after catching a glimpse of her underwear he realised where she was sitting. His groin suddenly took on a mind of its own and reacted to the very close proximity of the women straddling his hips.

"Hell Brody am sorry, any chance you can lift off" he said sheepishly looking a little embarrassed.

Brody stood up and stepped back a little as she watched LaSalle shut his eyes and take deep breaths trying to get himself under control. After a few minute he opened his eyes and looked at her to find her staring at him. Sitting up he swung his legs off the couch and sat with his head in his hands. Brody stepped forward out of instinct and knelt down before LaSalle.

"Chris look at me please" Brody asked as she tried to lift his head with her hand.

Chris lifted his head slowly but kept his eyes shut. He knew when he opened his eyes she would see everything as she looked at him.

"Chris please, we can't ignore this" and she took his hand and squeezed it.

Chris slowly opened his eyes and she looked at him and he was right, there in his eyes was a mix of passion, lust and desire. She took in a deep breath at the sight and she had to admit he was not the only one who felt all them emotions at that moment in time.

"Let's go to bed and we will deal with this in the morning, I am tired and can't deal with this right now. We will talk after we both get some sleep so come on" and she stood still holding his hand as she pulled him to standing.

Walking him to his bedroom she stopped at the bed and climbed in, pulling the covers over herself. Looking up at him she saw the struggle in his face.

"Chris get in and get some sleep. As we just proved we can cope with whatever is evolving between us. We can control are self enough to sleep and this is your bed so get in please" adding the please on the end was enough to break his resolve and he climbed in.

Brody turned and faced away from him as he turned and faced the opposite way. They both lay there very aware of the others presence. Slowly they let sleep claim them knowing there would be some very intense conversations when they woke.

The noise of an beeping alarm clock brought the 2 friends and agents out the deep sleep they had been in. Slowly moving they both stiffened at the same time. Even after what happened halfway through the night somehow there bodies had levitated toward each other as they slept and they were now wrapped in each other's arms.

"Maybe we should give up fighting this as our bodies seem to know what they want even when our minds say no" Brody said she she closed her eyes and placed a gentle kiss to the strong muscled arms that were holding her.

"Maybe you're right" he replied as he placed a kiss to her hair.

"I need to get up and go home, not going to look good if I turn up for work wearing yesterday's clothes is it" Brody said as she placed another kiss to the arms that were still holding her tight and then started to pull away.

"Wait turn and face me first, please" LaSalle whispered as he felt Brody turn in his arms.

When she turned he looked down at her as she looked up at him. That was all it took for him to close the gap between them and place a gentle kiss to her lips before pulling away. Climbing out the bed he walked towards the bathroom to get a shower and get ready to take Brody home.

Brody climbed out the bed and pulled her jeans on but left the t-shirt on she had slept in. Going into the kitchen she made coffee and sat drinking here's while she waited for LaSalle to finish in the shower. When he came in the kitchen he found Brody drinking her coffee and sat to drink the one she had made for him. They sat in silenced just staring at each other, no idea how to broach the subject. When they were finished LaSalle stood up and put both cups in the sink before grabbing his keys and phone.

"Let's get you home and then we can pick some breakfast up on the way in" LaSalle said as he held his hand out for Brody to stand from the table. Taking the hand she brought it to her lips and kissed it before she stood up. Walking to the car hand in hand they climbed in and set off to Brody's place.

At Brody's house they got out and again Brody took his hand leading up to her home. Once inside she walked into the kitchen and started to make coffee.

"Hey go get ready and I will do this" as he took the cups from her and placed a kiss to her hair.

Brody smiled and went away to get ready. Once in her bedroom she took her clothes off and chucked her dirty clothes in the laundry hamper but placed the t-shirt on her bed. Getting washed and ready she went back in the kitchen to find coffee and breakfast ready on the table.

"You found something edible to cook in this kitchen, that's got to be a first" Brody laughed as he took a bite of her pancakes.

Nodding her approval she ate the pancakes and drank the coffee watching as LaSalle ate his.

When they finished she stood up and brought the dirty dishes to the dishwasher making sure she switched it on.

"Come on let's go face the bad guys again" Brody said as she made her way to the front door.

As they reached the front door she stopped to get her keys and phone but as she picked them up she found her self spun round and pair of lips devouring her own lips and a tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. She slowly opened her mouth and was rewarded with a tongue exploring and tasting her. Moaning a little she broke the kiss and looked at LaSalle.

"We need to go to work now but we will come here when we finish. We can get a take out on the way" Brody said as she opened the door and stepped out.

Getting in LaSalle's car they drove to work but kept glancing at each other. There was a strange energy running between them that hadn't been there the night before. They had a lot to talk about when they went home that night but for now they were back to being agents LaSalle and Brody. On top of that Brody still had her lunch meeting to go to about the tattoo she was sure LaSalle had. She needed to know so she could corner him get just he had done with her, no matter where they were relationship wise she wanted to know so she could spring it on him.


AN- This chapter didn't write the way I planned it in my head. As it progressed it took over my fingers and I ended up with the above. I normally plan my whole story out and this was not in the plan. The next chapter will be a surprise to me as my overall plan just got scrapped.