Rigsby walked back into the squad room with the bottle of scotch. He didn't know what made him start singing Amazing Grace, it just seemed appropriate as they were discussing the bagpipes.

He poured a shot for himself and Lisbon. He did not even ask Grace if she wanted any, she could not tolerate the stuff. Neither Cho nor Jane had even touched their tequila. Cho had paperwork to complete and Jane needed a clear head to start going through the Red John files.

Once the toasting was done, Jane had disappeared into what was Bosco's office. Cho went to his desk and got busy.

Lisbon turned to Rigsby "You might as well go home Rigsby. I need to have a word with Van Pelt. She'll be along shortly."

Rigsby tried to hide his confused look. Was she saying she knew about them or was she just trying to say that Grace would be going home shortly? Before he got himself in trouble by asking questions Rigsby went to his desk and grabbed his jacket "Good night ladies, Cho. I'll see you in the morning." Then he was gone.

Lisbon watched as Grace Van Pelt's eyes followed Rigsby to the elevator. They made brief eye contact as the elevator door closed. She then turned back to Lisbon.

"Come on Van Pelt. My office. Oh, and bring the scotch."

"Yes boss." Van Pelt answered as she grabbed the bottle and followed Lisbon to her office and shut the door.

Lisbon was sitting behind her desk with the empty shot glass in front of her. Van Pelt put the bottle down on the desk next to the glass and sat down nervously.

Lisbon poured herself another shot of scotch and used it to toast Van Pelt. "Here's to you and Rigsby getting your heads out of your asses." She saluted before downing the scotch.

Van Pelt's eyes became as wide as saucers. She opened her mouth to say something but Lisbon cut her off before a sound came out. "Forget it Van Pelt."

"What are you going to do boss?"

"Do? Why would I do anything?"

"The rules…."

"Screw the rules!"

Grace could not help smiling slightly at Lisbon's use of the same exact words Wayne used when he declared his love for her.

Lisbon continued "Rules can't keep you warm at night, or comfort you when you need it."

When Grace did not respond she continued. "Just keep it out of the office, and I won't have any reason to address the issue. Actually this will be a time saver, not to mention good for the environment."

She laughed at the confused look on Grace's face. "I now only need to make one phone call in the middle of the night, so a time saver. Plus you can come to the crime scene in one vehicle instead of two. Good for the environment."

Grace was still looking a little tense so Lisbon decided to drop the subject. Sort of. "Now that we have that out of the way……Dish Girl!!!!"

Grace almost laughed. This was a side of Lisbon she had not seen before. Just one of the girls.

For the next few minutes Grace brought Theresa Lisbon up to date on her romance with Agent Wayne Rigsby, leaving out only the most intimate details. When she was done she looked over at her boss who seemed to be asleep in her chair. Grace stood up quietly and was about to leave the office when Lisbon spoke up. "Do you have any idea how lucky you are? Most women dream of just meeting a man who looks like Wayne Rigsby. You not only met him, you got him to fall head over heels totally and completely in love with you. And that was before your first date. God I'm jealous!"

Just then Patrick Jane opened the door to the office. "All done in here? Come on Lisbon let me get you home."

"Ok then goodnight." Grace managed before she slipped out the door.

Lisbon poured herself another drink and looked at Jane who had seated himself in the chair just vacated by Van Pelt. "I thought you would be here all night now that you finally got your hands on Bosco's files."

"Yeah, I would have thought so too. But now that Bosco's gone I have all the time in the world. Besides I need to be clear headed. So a good night's rest, and I'll be back to it in the morning."

Lisbon noticed that he said rest, not sleep, so he must still be experiencing insomnia. "I talked to Van Pelt about her relationship with Rigsby."

"Oh? How did that go?"

"OK I guess. I told her to keep it out of the office so that I would not have any reason to address it."

"What changed your mind? What about the rules?"

Lisbon shrugged "I guess I finally realized you were right. We can't always pick who we love. Our jobs are filled with so much death and destruction there shouldn't be rules as to who we turn to for comfort. Oh God am I getting soft?"

Jane chuckled "You? Soft? Never! But you did the right thing. Don't assume there will be trouble. They've managed to keep it out of the office so far. Now come on get your stuff."

Wayne went back to his apartment after leaving CBI headquarters. He got a beer from the refrigerator and tried to relax watching TV but all he could think about was Grace and Lisbon, talking. About an hour after arriving home there was a knock on his door. He opened it and barely had time to brace himself as Grace came flying at him. He caught her with one arm as his other arm shut the door, then he gathered her to him and held her tight. She buried her face in his neck and held on tight. That's when the tears started to flow. Wayne managed to maneuver them to the couch and sat down with Grace on his lap. The past week had been the hardest either had to endure in their professional lives and this was the first opportunity they had to comfort each other.

Once the tears stopped Wayne stood up wordlessly and led Grace to the bedroom. He opened a drawer and took out a t-shirt for her to sleep in. Both got ready and climbed into bed without saying a word. When the alarm went off in the morning they were both still clinging to each other.

As Wayne showered Grace prepared breakfast. As they ate Grace recounted her conversation with Lisbon for him.

"OK, so no fighting or making out at the office. I think we can handle that. What do you think?" he asked her once she finished.

"I think you should move in with me." She stated plainly.

Wayne choked on his coffee. Grace jumped up and started patting him on the back. "I'm sorry Wayne. I was being selfish. This week has been so hard. Every night I went home and just wanted you there to hold me. I guess I didn't stop to think that moving in would not be on your agenda. Forget I said anything."

'Grace, honey.." Wayne choked out. "Stop talking." Grace went back to her seat and watched as he took a couple of deep breaths. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Grace nodded slowly.

"Well this is pretty good timing. Tomorrow is the 1st, so if I give 30 days notice today I can be out my lease at the end of the month. How does that work for you?"

Grace squealed with delight. She got up and went over and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you. Now I need to get home and get ready for work. See you in a little while."

Wayne laughed "That's it?"

Grace stopped with her hand on the door knob and turned to look back at him. "Don't worry I WILL make it up to you tonight!" And with that she was gone.

Wayne groaned "Van Pelt you're killing me!"