Sorry about the wait, had a bit of writer's block. But, thanks for your reviews and follows, they mean a lot. Slightly different start to this chapter than the others, thought I would try something different. Bit of a filler chapter, but hopefully I will have the next one up soon. Enjoy and please let me know what you think.

I sat in the dark apartment, feeling like a failure. Once again I had been defied, they had ignored me. But, just before their punishment could be given they left. It wasn't enough to disrespect me, but then they disappeared and refused to face what they deserved.

That meant the police wouldn't see my next masterpiece yet, they are stripped of seeing my finest work; that is the true tragedy.

Nevertheless, I have the next muses in my sights. Another couple. Couples were much more exciting after the first. The next ones had been the most disrespectful of all, openly disregarding my hard work. They didn't know it but I have been watching them, I see their ignorance, they think they are superior. But, I can see the truth, their arrogance and disregard cannot be tolerated.

They are next. The blonde with the curls and the brunette with the piercing green eyes. They will be my greatest success. This will be remembered.

Once again the consultant and the agent woke in the now familiar hotel room; both equally thankful that they were still both safe. It felt normal now for them to wake up in each other's personal space, which left them both to wonder, if they got out of this unscathed, how would things be when things went back to normal. Would they actually talk about what they were doing? They had tentatively agreed last night that they would go on a date when this was over, but would they go further than that? Would they discuss the underlying doubts each of them had or would this be another thing they avoided talking about?

They each knew that if they avoided the subject their doubts would ultimately take over and destroy whatever they currently had going, something they knew would devastate them. Unaware of Lisbon's similar thoughts, Jane pulled her against his chest, reasoning that if he stuffed things up when they were back in the real world he needed happy moments to remember in his loneliness. He knew that if he couldn't have Lisbon he wouldn't be content or feel comfortable with anyone else, she was the person he could remove his ring for, which would be a big step for him.

Similarly, Lisbon believed Jane was her last shot at some form of happiness; she thought that if he didn't want to be with her, then she would probably remain alone as she had been for years. This was why she was still feeling anxious about fully committing herself to whatever bizarre relationship they were currently conducting. She didn't want to give herself completely until she knew it was a long term thing rather than a whim that was for the purposes of the case. Unfortunately given Jane's track record, he could turn on her any minute claiming it was all a charade. And she knew that might just break her heart.

Both were pulled from their thoughts by Lisbon's phone, each dreading the possibility of another victim being taken overnight. After a few sounds of agreement and brief orders, Lisbon had ended the call.

"That was Grace. There have been no new victims, and no one missing from the hotel which could mean the killer has finished or they weren't able to find an intended target. The guys are going to come here today and finish off some staff interviews, hopefully get a sense of which staff members are less desirable than others. And Grace is going to continue double checking all of the staff's backgrounds and see if there is anything that could give us a possible lead."

As Lisbon spoke she gathered up clean clothes to change into, deciding it was time to get ready for the day. She watched as the cogs whirred in Jane's head, most likely trying to formulate a plan that could unmask their mystery killer and get them back home. She knew he would be unresponsive for a while as he thought and took the opportunity to use the bathroom before him.

Jane had been unusually quiet for the rest of the morning, still trying to organise his thoughts and decipher who the killer was and more importantly how they could catch them. He had formulated then eliminated what seemed like hundreds of plans so far, none seemed like they would work or would be enough to uncover the murderer. Most of his thinking occurred on the couch in their hotel room drinking tea, while Lisbon was outside seeing if there was anything she could pick up from conversations between staff. She knew eavesdropping was wrong, but she was becoming desperate.

Lisbon noticed when Cho and Rigsby arrived once again to talk to the staff, giving them a discrete nod when they saw her. She was finding it increasingly difficult to be cooped up in the hotel, unable to actively involve herself in the case and work with her team. She would make sure she didn't go undercover again for a long time if this was how unproductive it eventually became. Deciding she wasn't finding anything useful without Jane's eagle eye, she decided to go back to the room and see if Jane had been more successful.

She was nearly bowled over when she entered the room, when he saw her Jane ran up to her with excitement all over his face. He grabbed her shoulders placed a kiss to her lips and began to speak in very a very animated tone.

"I've done it Lisbon. I've figured out who it is and I figured out how the why and how. And I know how we can catch him." The look on his face rivalled that of a six-year-old, but his infectious excitement overcame Lisbon as he began to expel his discoveries.