Hey guys! So, sorry this is a little late again. I was sick all weekend and instead of writing I spent some quality time lying in my bed on Netflix :) And then all this week homework happened, so.

Thank you guys so much for all the reviews and the support, you guys are so wonderful and I wish virtual hugs to all of you! And because this is the tenth chapter (already!) I'm dedicating it to you guys, the fans, because I definitely would not have the motivation to continue this without you!

I still don't own Intelligence.

Prompt from USNeshama: Continuation of dance scene from Ch. 5

Enjoy!

P.S. Some music for this chapter…

First song: Ho Hey—The Lumineers

Second (slow) song: Hero—Enrique Iglesias

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"You didn't have to do the dishes you know," Gabriel said, taking a sip of his beer and leaning against the island in the middle of his kitchen, watching as his partner grabbed a sponge and plunged her hands into the warm, soapy water.

Riley smiled back at him as she scrubbed a plate. "You made dinner. It's the least I could do."

"At least let me help," Gabriel said, sidling up next to her.

As he tried to grab the plate from her to rinse it, sheslapped away his hand, getting suds all over his skin.

"Ow, geez," he muttered, pulling his hand back.

Riley gave him a triumphant little smirk, to which he couldn't help but grin back to.

"I think hurting your client goes against the whole protecting me thing," he teased.

"Oh, stop whining," Riley threw back. "Why don't you go make yourself useful and turn some music on or something,"

"Bossy much?" he muttered.

"I will slap you again," she threatened.

"I'll tell Lillian you're being abusive,"

Riley rolled her eyes. "You are such a child,"

He chuckled, and went over to turn on his stereo. Using the chip, he started flipping through radio stations. He went to lean back against the island, watching Riley as she worked. He skipped a few more songs till one she started bobbing her head ever so lightly at one. He left it to play, feeling a smile pull up on the corners of his mouth as she lost herself in the music for a moment. Suddenly, with a burst of courage—or stupidity—Gabriel went over to Riley, spun her around to face him, ignoring her startled expression, and took one of her wet hands into his own, placing his other against her back. Riley recovered rather quickly, placing her other hand against his shoulder, dampening the fabric of her t-shirt.

"What is this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"What does it look like?" he smiled. "Promised you I'd finish our dance from last week, didn't I?"

Riley gave him a small smile. "We're finishing out dance in your kitchen with my wet, soapy hands?"

"Exactly," he grinned, and to emphasize his point, he spun her around, pulling her back to him, only to dip her down. She laughed as he pulled her back up, her wet hand nearly slipping out of his own. He grinned at her, the sound of her laughter like music to his ears.

"You know," she smiled, slightly breathless as he spun her out and twirled her again so she bumped up against him, her back to his chest. "I could've sworn when we danced last week that the song was a little slower than this,"

Instead of replying, he gave her a roguish smile and started flipping through stations again. Riley didn't even lift an eyebrow at him using the chip. Finally, he found a slow song. He turned Riley around in his arms so her now dry hand was held in his own and his other arm snaked around her back, pulling her close to him.

"Better?" he asked in a low voice, attempting to ignore the pounding of his heart or the fact that he could smell the coconut of her shampoo.

"Much," she whispered.

He swayed with her gently across his kitchen floor, giving her a little spin, enjoying the way her eyes lit up. Her close proximity was intoxicating. Gabriel never wanted the song to end. He wanted to stay this close to her all night.

I could kiss her right now, Gabriel thought to himself, forcing himself not to look at her soft lips. As badly as he wanted to follow through with that thought, he didn't. She would never allow it. She was supposed to take bullets for him, and getting involved would only end with one or both of them getting hurt. It was for the best.

At least, that's what he told himself.

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So there's chapter 10! Hope you guys liked it! Sorry, once again, for it being so late. Life gets so crazy sometimes. I will try really hard to update within a week, but if I don't, just understand that it is because all my teachers have suddenly decided that they're going to lay a mountain of homework on top of us all at once.

Please review! They really mean so much to me, and I was truly blown away by all the feedback the last chapter got, so keep it up!

Also, leave any prompts you guys have! I'm a little more behind than I would like to be on them, right now, but send me any that you have any way!

Also, if you guys would be interested in any other music options for these two, I've been building a playlist of my own, so if you guys would like me to share that, just let me know in a PM or review and I can PM it to you!

Thanks for reading!

-DaughterOfPoseidon333