The rest of the week was busy at CBI. The Serious Crimes Team was assigned to find the killer of Kirby Hines. Before they could get started, Sam Bosco had Patrick Jane arrested for planting a listening device in his office. A couple of long hard days followed as the unit worked to solve the case and also to help one of their own.

By Saturday night Wayne and Grace were relieved to just go spend a couple of hours in a peaceful setting. Marie and Tim McGowen were an open and friendly couple. And their daughter Shannon was a delight to be around. After 5 days of chaos and mayhem, not to mention trying to hide their feelings for each other, the new couple could finally relax and just be themselves.

Grace was in the kitchen helping Marie get dinner on the table leaving the two men talking.

Tim McGowen broke the ice "So how long have you known Grace?"

"A little over a year now. Since she moved to Sacramento. You?"

"Since she started to attend our congregation, maybe 9 or 10 months. Shannon was only a couple of months old. So, how long have you been in love with her?"

"That obvious?"

"Only to anyone with eyes."

Before Wayne could respond there was a burst of laughter from the kitchen. Wayne looked nervously in that direction.

Tim chuckled and said "Yes they are talking about us. Or at least about you."

In the kitchen the women were enjoying a few minutes of girl talk. Of course Marie was just enjoying talking to another adult woman after spending much of her day with a one year old.

"So Wayne seems really sweet, not to mention easy on the eyes."

Grace beamed "Yeah, he is. Both."

"You really love him?"

"I think so. I'm just so torn. At this point I can't imagine my life without him…."

"But….."

"But it's against the rules. One or both of us could lose our jobs."

"Grace I know you're still relatively new to your job and you don't want to risk losing it…."

"But…." Grace smiled slightly

"But there are other jobs. A man who looks at you the way Wayne does comes along once in a lifetime if you're lucky. Some women are never that lucky."

Just then Shannon who had been sitting quietly in her high chair let out a loud "Yes!"

Her mother smiled broadly and pointed at Grace "See even a 1 year old can see it."

Both women burst out laughing.

The evening came to an end too soon for both couples but the McGowens knew that they could not count on their offspring allowing them to sleep in late.

As Wayne opened the passenger side door for Grace she reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him passionately.

"Grace please tell me what I did to deserve that. I want to make sure I keep doing it."

Grace slid wordlessly into the passenger seat of Rigsby's vehicle.

After driving in silence for a few blocks in silence, Wayne spoke up "So you picking me up at 10:00 tomorrow?"

Grace turned to look in his direction but could not read his face to the dark conditions in the vehicle.

"You don't have to go to church with me every week Wayne. I understand that it's not something you usually do."

"Not something I usually did, but I enjoyed last Sunday. It could become a habit for me." Wayne tried to look at her reaction but again the darkness prevented him from gauging what she was feeling.

Suddenly Wayne felt her fingers gently stroking his face and he groaned in response. Grace continued to caress as much of his face, back and shoulders as she could reach. Finally Wayne could take no more "Grace, honey, as good as that feels you really need to stop while I am driving." He croaked.

"If you say so." She replied as she withdrew her hand back into her lap.

A short time later they were parked in front of Grace's apartment building making out like teenagers. Neither could explain how it happened. One second Rigsby was putting the vehicle in park the next Grace was practically in his lap and their lips were fused together. When they finally broke apart gasping for air Wayne noticed over Grace's shoulder that the windows were completely fogged over. "We'd better take this inside before the local cops come tapping on the window." He groaned "Can't you imagine Lisbon's face if that report makes it to her desk!"

Grace smiled and slid back into her seat and waited for Wayne to open her door. She grinned to herself about how easily she had become used to the gentlemanly courtesies that Wayne insisted she deserved.

They walked slowly to her front door enjoying the beautiful California night. Once Grace had unlocked the door she opened it wide and waited for Wayne to step inside with her. Wayne continued to stand outside her door rocking from one foot to the other but made no move to go inside.

"Aren't you coming in?" Grace asked

"Not tonight. We both need a good night's sleep." Grace's face fell and Wayne quickly reached out and pulled her to him. He kissed her soundly and then whispered in her ear "Soon Grace. Soon." And then he was gone.

Grace was sure she would not be able to sleep that night. But she was wrong. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was sound asleep.

Rigsby got back in his vehicle and turned the defroster on high to clear the windows. As he waited he tried not to look back towards her door. If he did he was sure he would lose control and going running back begging for admittance. He knew she was not ready yet. Wayne Rigsby loved Grace Van Pelt more than anything in the world. If it came down to a choice between the CBI and Grace, CBI would lose. He could find another job. He would never to able to replace Grace. He knew in his heart that she loved him. He could see it in her eyes, plus Jane had told him so and as irritating as Jane could be he was always right about these things. But for some reason she was holding back on admitting how she felt. And until she could admit it, she was not ready to move the relationship forward. As eager as Rigsby was to go to the next level, he would wait for her. As long as it took because he had no where else to go.

Grace appeared at Wayne's door at 10:00 sharp on Sunday morning. They drove the 25 minutes to the church making small talk. Once there they walked in hand in hand greeting new friends along the way. In the bulletin there was an announcement for a Sunday Afternoon activity. It was a "Young Adults Outing" playing miniature golf. Grace looked excitedly at Wayne as they read the announcement but found him scowling. "You're young and technically you are an adult." She teased him.

"Grace, I've never played miniature golf. I don't know how."

"Is that all?" she beamed. "I can teach you."

"Grace, I.I.I don't know. I'm still pretty new here. I don't want to look stupid in front of your friends."

"And you think a girl teaching you to play miniature golf will make you look stupid?"

"No, not knowing how to play miniature golf will make me look stupid!"

"Come on. It's all in fun. Not everyone there will know how to play. Besides, I'm a really good teacher. I'll make you look good."

Wayne grinned "Just having you at my side makes me look good! OK, I'll give it a try."

Grace had the sudden urge to kiss him right then and there. She remembered where they were just in time to avoid embarrassing them both.

As Grace drove them home that evening, Wayne reflected on the day. After the service several of the young adults who would be going on the miniature golf outing went for a quick lunch at a local eatery. Grace was right. She was a good teacher. He found himself understanding the game very quickly and actually scored pretty well for a first timer.

Grace dropped Wayne off in front of his apartment building and headed home. She was really starting to feel insecure. What was he waiting for? She knew he loved her. He told her everyday and she could see it in his eyes every time he looked at her. And she knew she loved him. That admission made her feel uneasy. She did not know why exactly, but maybe they would have time to sit down and talk this week. Time to lay everything out on the table. Little did she know what the week would hold.