A/N: here's the next chapter. Thank you for your views and reviews, finals are over now so I should have more time to write. The next chapter should be up by the end of this week.

Trixie snuggled further into the warmth of her bed, trying to postpone the inevitable waking. As she buried her head in what she believed to be her pillow the night came rushing back to her. Trixie opened an eye and realized she was still on the couch with Jim. The warmth she felt wasn't her blankets it was his arms. She blushed when she realized she had her face tucked into his neck and their bodies were perfectly aligned along the length of the couch.

Trixie took a moment to study Jim's sleeping face. His features were relaxed and she couldn't help drawing comparisons to the boy she'd found asleep on an old mattress eleven years ago. His face had lost any traces of youthful roundness and his jaw was covered with stubble he definitely hadn't had at fifteen. Trixie's smiled and resisted the urge to trace his features. She was about to put her head back down and try to enjoy this moment when someone cleared their throat.

Trixie looked up and groaned, "What?"

Her voice seemed to take Jim by surprise and she soon found herself looking into his confused sleep clouded emerald eyes. She nodded her head towards the intruders and Jim cursed under his breath when he saw them.

Johnny and Lindsey and Dan were still staring at them so they hastily extracted themselves from the couch and stood up. Trixie tossed her curls back and looked defiantly at her friends, "What?"

Johnny shook his head, "Well what have we here? I thought we agreed house rules no one has sex on the couch."

Dan chuckled, while Lindsey chimed in, "In fact I seem to remember a certain blonde who insisted we abide by that rule and yet here she is on the couch with a man."

Dan smirked at the embarrassed couple, "Well when it comes to Trixie and Jim you two are just going to have to get used to this. They can't help themselves. They are powerless to resist the unresolved sexual tension between the two of them. It drive us all batty for years too many unrequited teenage hormones."

Trixie glared at her friends, "We were not having sex on the couch. Someone thought it would be a good idea to send Jim over here last night and we fell asleep on the couch."

She looked at Jim, and then turned back to her friends, "Nothing happened. Now you I need to get to work Lindsey."

Johnny held out his hand to stop her, "We'll all three head in to work soon; first I need to tell you ladies my big news! Last night Beau proposed, and I said yes! We're getting married!"

Trixie fund herself trapped in a hug with Johnny and Lindsey. She was sure her cheeks would crack from smiling so much. "That's incredible Johnny, Congratulations!"

Johnny pulled back from the hug and grabbed Trixie and Lindsey by the hand, "You ladies will be in my half of the wedding party right?"

Trixie's eyes started to well up so Lindsey spoke for the both of them, "Of course we would be honored."

Johnny was practically vibrating with excitement, "We should all go dancing tonight. You should invite your Bobwhites Trixie we'll all go out to enjoy the night."

Once Johnny had gotten Jim and Dan to agree to come dancing he practically skipped out of the room to get ready for work. Lindsey walked Dan out to his car leaving Trixie and Jim alone together.

Trixie stared at her feet unsure of what to say.

Jim cleared his throat, "I guess I'll see you tonight Trixie?"

Trixie nodded, "Yes, and thank you Jim, for being there last night. I really appreciate it."

Jim smiled, "I'm here for you Trix whatever you need. Will you save me a dance tonight?"

Trixie nodded, "I think I can spare you a dance Frayne. I'll see you tonight."

Trixie watched as Jim walked away from her and smiled at his retreating back, this was going to be an interesting evening.

The day seemed to be endless for Trixie. She was torn between her sadness for the death of the young girls and her desire for the day to be over so they could go dancing. It had taken most of the day, but they had tracked down the girl. Her name was Alison Andes and she was seventeen. She had been kidnapped on her way home from work on a Saturday night about a year ago and it would seem her kidnappers sold her to one of the domestic trafficking rings.

Rollins had made quick work of filing charges against their suspect and was currently waiting for transport to take him to prison to await trial. Closing up the files Trixie decided that everything they had left could wait until Monday.

As she made her way down to the car she ran into Evans. "Hey Evan, did everything go alight in the lab today?"

Evans smiled, "Absolutely we ran some preliminary test and prepped everything for Monday. We are in the clear to leave. Do you mind if I ride with you? I hitched a ride with Rollins this morning."

"I suppose I can give you a ride it's not like you're out of my way."

Evans laughed, "That is a benefit of us living together. We have a built in carpool system. I am so excited for tonight Trixie! Will you let me pick your outfit out?"

Trixie sighed, "As long as I don't end up looking like a trollup. And of course you're excited, this is a big thing. Have you and Beau already started planning?"

Evans through an arm around Trixie's shoulders, "We have talked about a few things, we agreed though that we aren't going to wait a long time; we want to get married as soon as the weather starts to get warm."

Trixie rested her head on Evan's shoulder, "To borrow Honey's phrase that sounds perfectly perfect. We'll go out and celebrate tonight. This is going to be so weird; I'm assuming you won't continue to live with Rollins and me after you get married. That will be a big change for all of us."

"Don't worry about it too much Trixie you can't get rid of me that easily. Besides I didn't start living with you and Rollins until you got the apartment our junior year, it's you and Rollins who have been together since the beginning. That will be sad when you two are getting married and leaving each other."

Trixie snorted, "I doubt that Rollins has never had any desire to marry and I'm pretty sure marriage isn't in the cards for me."

Evan shook his head, "We shall see Belden, we shall see. Now let's get going I need to doll you up."

The ride back to the apartment was uneventful and Trixie found herself at Evans' mercy while he attempted to get her ready for the evening. Rollins had arrived home and was lounging across Trixie's bed already for the evening ahead.

"Evans I said I didn't want to look like a hooker."

"You don't look like a hooker Belden, just trust me you will look gorgeous once all is said and done."

Trixie huffed and began to put on the clothes Evans had set out for her. Once she was dressed Trixie critiqued her appearance in the mirror. Trixie was impressed with what she saw. Evans had put together an outfit that complemented her nicely without being too reveling and he had done her hair and makeup to look as natural as possible. She smiled a small smile and Evans whooped in triumph.

By the time they reached the bar Trixie was regretting not wearing her normal clothes. She and Jim would be the only unattached people in their group and she wasn't sure how she felt about an evening with Jim. They walked through the door and saw the Bobwhites already situated at a table in the back. Trixie's stomach lurched when she caught sight of Jim. He was dressed simply in jeans and a button down. Her mouth went dry and she felt heat rise in her when she noted his button down exactly matched the color of his eyes. Trixie was drawn back to that long ago new year's eve. He'd worn a green button down that night as well.

Trixie's fingers fumbled just a bit as she worked on the buttons of Jim's shirt. "Have I ever told you how much I love you in green Jim?" His answer was lost to the groan that escaped his lips as Trixie began placing kisses on his chest. Her lips following her fingers until she could slip that green shirt from his shoulders. As much as she enjoyed that shirt Trixie thought she might just enjoy this view more. She ran her fingers over the taunt muscles of his stomach. Everything about Jim was long and lean and Trixie wanted to touch every inch of that sinewy muscle. She traced a finger down Jim's chest until she reached the line of copper colored hair that made its way down past the waist of Jim's pants. She had just reached his belt buckle when Jim pulled her to him in another searing kiss. His strong hands working their way up her sides under her shirt, Trixie was sure her heart stopped when his hands finally made contact with her aching breasts.

"Belden earth to Belden! Is anyone home Belden."

Trixie was jolted to reality by Rollins and felt her cheeks flush. She couldn't believe she'd been thinking those thoughts while the subject of said thoughts was not three feet from her.

"Alas it seems my dear addled sister has once again escaped reality for a world all her own. It is best to call her back from Trixieland as expeditiously as possible lest she conjure a fanciful theory that will inevitably lead to trouble."

Trixie stuck her tongue out at Mart, "I was just thinking Mart."

Evans threw and arm around her shoulders and led Trixie to the chair that was unfortunately right next to Jim's, "Sit Belden, I'll bring you and Rollins something to drink."

Trixie smiled at Jim before quickly joining into the conversation with Beau. She nodded her head and pretended to listen. She was mildly surprised when Mart and Beau realized they had written for some of the same magazines. But most of Trixie's brain was focused on the red headed man sitting next to her.

Slowly her friends paired off and took to the dance floors. She knew most of the Bobwhites had never been country line dancing before she hadn't until she moved to Virginia, but they made the most of it twirling their respective partners around the dance floor. Dan and Lindsey were giving off seriously flirt vibes and Trixie was fairly positive they would be locking themselves in the bathroom within the hour. Mart was dancing ridiculously and had Diana laughing as he twirled her around. Brian was being sweet and attentive as he guided Honey around the dance floor; they seemed to only have eyes for each other. Johnny and Beau were practically glued to each other, they were so wrapped up in the other they didn't even seem to hear the music anymore.

Trixie sighed and turned to Jim. She was startled to catch him staring at her. "What Jim? Do I have something on my face?"

Jim smiled, "No Trixie you just look very nice this evening."

Trixie blushed, "Thanks you don't look so bad yourself. They're all so cute aren't they?"

Jim looked out at the couples Trixie gestured towards, "I suppose they are good together, although I'm not sure what Dan and Lindsey are doing on the dance floor is strictly legal."

Trixie laughed, "Probably not, but they are over the top."

The sat in silence for a while each sipping their drink and Trixie felt her mind start slipping back to that fateful New Year's Eve. She would later blame the alcohol for her slip of the tongue.

"You wore that shirt on New year's eve."

Trixie felt Jim stiffen next to her, she knew he was remembering that night well aware of which New Year's she was referring to, "yeah I did. You wore that pretty blue dress, when I saw you the first time I knew you were the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen."

Trixie's breath caught, "Do you ever think about that night? Or that next morning?"

Jim sighed, "I could never forget that night Trix it was the best night of my life. And I spent a lot of time thinking about everything I did wrong that morning."

"It was the best night of my life too Jim. And we both said some horrible things that morning. I shouldn't have said what I did about you hurting me, and I'm sorry for hitting you that morning."

"It's okay Trix; I needed somebody to smack some sense into me. I'm sorry for my behavior as well. I just woke up and you were gone and there was this blood stain on my sheets and I felt horrible for hurting you and I took out my anger at myself on you."

Trixie blushed, "I didn't realize I'd bled. Is that why you were so upset when you finally found me because of a little blood?"

Jim shook his head, "No it was more than that. You had been calling me Mr. Honorable for years and I had just done the least honorable thing of my life. I'd had unprotected sex with you. We weren't even dating, but we did what we did. It felt like I'd taken advantage of you, and then I worried that you could never trust me again after what we did and I worried that it had been a terrible experience for you and I didn't want you to have any regrets Trixie."

Trixie smiled, "You're still Mr. Honorable, we were young and drunk and stupid. We let years of unrequited teenage hormones get the better of us. I was scared to, I couldn't help but worry that I was ruining your life. I worried about what would happen if I was pregnant neither one of us was ready to be parents. I was afraid that you'd wake up and realize I was just some silly little girl. But never even when things were really bad did I ever regret sleeping with you Jim."

"Let me apologize then for my half of the mess."

Trixie smiled, "I accept your apology. And I'm sorry as well for my half of our issues."

Jim shot Trixie the crooked grin she liked so much, "Well then Ms. Belden will you do me the honor of dancing with me?"

Trixie took Jim's hand and found herself wrapped in his arms Trixie gave into her emotions and just allowed herself the simple pleasure of dancing with Jim. Their bodies brushed and Trixie felt the heat pooling in her lower stomach. She let herself forget all the reasons she shouldn't be doing this and just relished the opportunity to spend another night dancing with Jim.