Ok, I know I said I would update sooner and I haven't which makes me a liar. I write in bits and pieces and lately i've been distracted. I come to realize that maybe the chapters wont be as along as I want them to be if I want to update frequently. Also I want to pick up the pace of the story.

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Chapter 4

Jane came across Lisbon talking to Cho near her desk. Probably a case he thought. Some fresh air would do her some good. The look on her face as she rushed past Fisher and I was an all too familiar one. The difference this time is that I may have the courage to do something about it. He watches them chat a bit and reference a file she had in her hands. The whole time hes standing next to the water cooler drinking a cup of water, now empty. Its like hes been in a fog for the last twelve years and only until now can he see the lighthouse warning him of the cliff side up ahead.

Cho and Lisbon had been caught up in their conversation that when he spoke up, he startled Lisbon. Cho was Cho so he wasn't surprised to see that there wasn't any type of reaction.

"Jesus Jane, you startled me!"

"Jesus", that's a new one Lisbon, he replied cheekily.

"We got a case down in El Paso, were supposed to be heading out anytime now", Cho said aloud nonchalantly. Ill give you the details on the way he added. With that he turned and left them standing and made his way down the hall and out the door.

You go on ahead Jane, I have to run to the ladies room. "Ill meet you out by the truck", Lisbon added rather sternly.

Jane eyed Lisbon skeptically but agreed, only because he didn't want her to be in a bad mood on the drive to the crime scene.

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Lisbon

I wonder if Jane is attracted to her? I'm not one much for insecurity, but something is compelling me to find out what they had talked about. How childish am I being right now? Ill just talk to her and the subject just might come up. She walked out of the bullpen and made for the break room. Its a strange sensation when you feel nervous and it could be because you might be heading toward emotional doom. All of a sudden she started to notice the lines in the tiles, the creak of the ceiling fan and hear the air bubbles in the water cooler. I'm stalling now. Subconsciously, she avoided stepping on any cracks out of some crazy notion that it might bring her bad luck, much like she did as a child. It was a total of twenty six steps for her to cross the threshold of the break room.

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Jane

Patrick wasn't one to fidget but this feeling of foreboding was hard to shake. The sky had grayed and the wind picked up. His golden locks going this and that way. Cho sat in the truck reading Dickens minding his own. Jane took one last look at the building, straightened his hair the best he could and twisted his wedding ring around his finger. Lisbon, he whispered into the wind. It took his word and carried it away from him.

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A/N

its kind of difficult for me to write long chapters like I see in other stories. I think if I tried it might take me longer to post up stories. Lets be honest, it takes me long enough to post these. I'm kinda antsy to get to the m rated stuff so like I said ill try to move it along. Again thanks for the new followers, means a whole bunch.