A/N Ah! I am so sorry that this wasn't up yesterday! I was doing the 40hr famine and gave up technology and food so couldn't use the computer! My sister was going to upload it for me but that did not go as planned...Sorry everyone! So tonight, I have two for you! Please review!

Persuasion

"Where were you on the night of June 17th at 6pm?"

"At home, alone." The man grunted in response to Lisbon's question. He had tattoos down one side of his arm, was nearing 6 feet tall and sported prominent muscles, each factor of which attributed to his overall image of assertiveness and anger.

"Doing what?" Jane enquired rudely, earning a glare from Lisbon.

"What do you mean?" The suspect retorted.

"I mean, were you eating ice cream and watching chic flicks with your poodle, or were you secretly cheating on your wife with your lovely co-worker who has now turned up dead?" Jane said in a tone that suggested they were merely talking of the weather.

The suspect's sudden change in demeanour, however, made it evident that they were not, indeed, talking of the weather.

"What-"He snarled "are you implying?"

"Well I would think that what I am implying would be perfectly clear and-"

"Shut up!" The man shouted suddenly, standing up and towering over Jane.

"I love my wife! She is beautiful and peaceful and exactly what I need in my life! Don't you dare try to suggest otherwise." The furious suspect was now centimetres away from Jane, heavily breathing down upon the smaller man and glaring at him with a startling intensity.

Jane, to his credit, was looking slightly hesitant and doubtful about what he had said. Seemingly coming to the conclusion that this man very well could beat him to a pulp if he wished, Jane wisely backed down.

"Hm. Yes, I see. Well, sorry for the misunderstanding kind sir. I, uh, have no doubt that you love your wife very much. Hm, yes. Well, we are done with the questions, just sit tight in here and another agent will be with you shortly. Hm, yes, well goodbye now." And Jane stood up to quickly make his way out of the door, an unintentional breathe of relief escaping him.

Unfortunately, Lisbon had followed him out and heard his sigh.

"So…" She began with a smug smile "did that lovely suspect scare you Jane?" She asked innocently, looking up at him. He grimaced.

"Not in the slightest." He replied, not meeting her eyes.

"Oh?"

"Oh."

There was a heavy silence.

"Ok, so I admit, his size and attitude and ability to kill me quite easily might have been a little…persuasive."

"Persuasive?" Lisbon giggled.

"Yes, Lisbon, persuasive."