Hey guys Okay, really sorry for the delay in updating! I'm here now

Thanks to Synesti for a great review! And to dreamingofabetterday for being my epic beta reader!

Disclaimer: Still not mine…

After they left the house, Lisbon and Jane got in to their respective cars. While Jane headed home, Lisbon found herself sitting in the car, thinking back over what had happened earlier with Jane. She noticed him drive off and found herself thinking about following him, she wasn't even sure why but she wanted to. She didn't really know what he wanted, whether he wanted anything, maybe he had just been kidding. If he had, then going round would just be plain embarrassing, but if he wasn't then she could finally find out if this would work. It made no sense, she was… fond of… the one person that annoyed her the most, and yet she didn't care about that, in fact it was all part of what made Jane, Jane. Eventually she shook her head, trying to tell herself it was nonsense, and drove home.

There wasn't much left of the night after that, but morning came and Grace woke up, finding herself still on the sofa and still lying on Wayne. They must have fallen asleep when they were talking.
"Morning sleepyhead…" he smiled, stroking her hair back. "How you feeling this morning?" She smiled back at him, taking a moment to work out how she was feeling.
"Better… much better actually. Still a bit painful but you can't have everything can you?" She smiled gently, managing to sit up with little help. She noticed the clock next. "10 past 9? Are they awake?" She asked, referring to the kids and looking upstairs for movement.
"No movement, they would have been very tired I'm sure. Shall I go and check on them?" He stood up, straightening himself out first and making sure she was alright.
"No… help me upstairs? I need to change anyway and I want to be there for them, yesterday would have been really hard for them both, especially Joe, he doesn't talk about things so much." Rigsby decided he wouldn't argue this time, and helped her up making sure he was supporting her as much as possible so she didn't injure herself any more than she had.

It took a while to get upstairs, but then Grace found she was able to walk fairly well on her own, just gripping on to Wayne's arm every now and then. She leant herself against the doorframe of the bedroom that Hannah and Joe share and pushed the door open so she could see them. Hannah lay in her usual position, flat on her back and arms up, looking ever so innocent and peaceful whilst completely flat out asleep. Joe however seemed to be curled up, almost like he was trying to hide from something and he was shaking slightly but still asleep. Grace looked at him, concern washing over her face and reached out for Rigsby's hand, bringing herself back up and walking over to his bed, carefully sitting on the edge and pulling Joe close to her, despite a slight pain in her stomach from twisting round. Wayne gave her a concerned look when she grimaced slightly, but she shook it off.
"Joe… baby it's okay, everything's okay. I've got you, settle down now sweetheart." She stroked his hair gently and rocked him slightly, he might be 8 now but he still needed her and she wouldn't let him feel otherwise. As he began to become still, Grace started to sing to them, a song that Megan had once sung to her when she was younger and so she hoped Joe would have heard as well. This seemed to work, and the young boy relaxed in her arms.
"Mummy sang that…" she heard a whisper from Hannah who subsequently sat up and got out of bed. "Is Joe okay?" She questioned, and headed for a hug from Wayne as Grace seemed busy.
"He's fine sweetheart, was just having a nightmare that's all. Why don't you go with Wayne and find something nice for breakfast in the cupboard? We'll be down soon." This seemed to distract her, and they were both soon heading downstairs as Hannah somehow managed to drag the tall man behind her.

"Joe, darling it's time to get up now…" She didn't want to wake him, but if she didn't then he'd never sleep tonight. Over time Grace had grown to learn these things about the two children, they both had their specific characteristics – especially when it came to sleeping. His eyes flicked open gently and he immediately put his arms round her, obviously wanting comfort from whatever his dreams had been about. There was a slight shot of pain when he squeezed a little, but Grace did her best not to show him this. "Good boy… good boy. Come on, Hannah and Wayne are getting breakfast, we don't want to miss out now do we?" That woke him up, food – even at this age it's still a man's greatest weakness.

Lisbon was already in when Jane got to HQ that morning. They'd heard the Denis had been found and therefore was on his way in, so she'd called them all in earlier than planned to get it sorted. Lisbon had probably been in for a couple of hours of course, and yet still looked like she'd spent a while getting ready. He smiled, watching from a distance as she was doing paperwork in her office and taking in every detail down to the movement of her hand as she wrote; somehow even doing this she looked gorgeous.

Before long he heard the shout of Denis Galey, claiming all innocence and shouting about how they were wasting time when they could be finding his son.
"Actually sir, I think you will find that we are looking for your son. However since you tried to murder one of our agents when being questioned you have now become suspect number one, congratulations Mr Galey, enjoy your stay." Jane confronted the man, looking smug as he finished and directing the police escorts to the interview room before going to find Lisbon. "Hey look at me playing by the rules," he began, "Our friend Denis Galey has arrived." He only had to say his name and Lisbon stood up, beginning to march out. Jane blocked her exit, grabbing her arm. "Let's not kill him just yet eh?"

Okay, I will do my best to update quickly, but I'm not in much… well, at all, this weekend, so you will have to bear with me? Please? Thank you! :D