This Chapter is for Roxy-UK because you wanted one more chapter and I didn't have one for you then, but I do now! And a BIG thanks to McFan of Dougie for the review.

This is my favorite chapter that I have written so far, so I hope everyone likes it. And yes I had to get Cobra Starship in here somewhere because they are just that amazing.

"This place is creepy," Danny commented while looking around the floor. It was Saturday and they were in the art studio if you could call it that. The building used to be dorm rooms until they decided to turn it into the art building. The individual rooms still existed for the most part, dividing the floor into eight smaller studio like rooms.

"You should see the basement; it looks like it came straight out of The Shining." Jackie entered one of the rooms farther down the hall. There were two work spaces set up in it.

"Where do you want me?" Danny asked looking through a stack of drawings that were on one of the tables.

"Where ever. Just as long as it's comfortable for you to sit for a while" She sat down at one of the easels and began to pull things off of a shelf behind her.

"Is this good?" Jackie laughed when she looked up at him. He was standing in the middle of the room doing one of the most absurd super model poses possible.

"Just be normal. Well as normal as possible." She crossed the room to the cd player and began to look through the various cd's while Danny thought about how and where he wanted to sit. Finally deciding on Cobra Starship, Jackie turned back around to find that Danny had pulled the other chair over and was sitting in backwards with his left arm resting across its back, his right elbow resting on his left hand and right hand resting on his shoulder.

"How's this?" He asked as she took her seat at the easel. She looked up at him.

"Perfect," she said just loud enough for him to hear before picking up a brush.

"Did you do all of these?" Danny's eyes roamed the walls around him as he looked the mixture of drawings and paintings that lined the walls.

"No, just the ones on this side of the room." She pointed to the side she was sitting on. "Sam did the others."

"The same Sam that was supposed to model for you today?"

"Yeah, stop moving Jones."

"Sorry," he turned his head back so that he was facing her. They fell into a comfortable silence again, there was something nice about sitting in silence, knowing that neither of them was expecting anything from the other. They continued to sit there, occasionally one of them would say something, but for the most part they were quite.

"Look straight at me." Jackie instructed, looking right at him. Danny lifted his eyes the spot on the floor he was staring at. His eyes connected with hers, neither was looking away. Finally after what seemed like hours, Jackie looked back to her painting and began to paint again.

"Jackie?" Danny was still looking at her.

"Hmm." She didn't look up from her work.

"Will you go out to dinner with me?" As the words hit her ears, her brush stopped. "With out the other two, that is. Unless you want them to go…" he continued.

"Yes and no," she looked back at him, smiling.

"What does that mean?" he tipped his head to one side slightly.

"Yes, I will go to dinner with you. No, I don't want the others to come." A grin spread across Danny's face.

"That's what I was hoping you would say."

"There." Jackie broke the silence ten minutes later. "That's good for now." She began to pick up her brushes.

"Can I see?" asked Danny getting up from the chair. Jackie nodded to him before leaving the room to clean the brushes. "I don't have a face," Danny commented when she returned.

"Sure you do." She stood next to him, looking at the painting. "It's just very light, I do the other stuff first then go back through and finish details like that, see," she pointed to the hands, "I started to do it there." She began to gather up her stuff.

"Maybe that's why I did so badly in art." He laughed before helping her clean up.

"I wonder what Doug and Megg are doing…" Jackie grinned mischievously.

"I think I have a good idea about that." Danny grinned back. "Would you like me to show you?" He took a step closer to her.

"No thanks." She turned away from him and bent down to picked up her bag. When she turned back to him, she saw that he was staring at her with a slightly hurt expression on his face. She smiled and quickly closed the space between them.

"I have a good idea too." She leaned up and pressed her lips against his, in a short kiss. As she pulled away, he quickly leaned farther in, kissing her. His wrapped one arm around her, pulling her closer to him, his other hand found the side of her face. Letting her bag slide from her shoulder, Jackie reached one hand around his neck, her fingers tangled in his hair, her other hand meeting him on the side of her face. As the kiss came to an end, they remained how they were.

"For two people that aren't together, we seem to do this a lot," Jackie whispered, her face inches from his.

"It's only the third time," he whispered back. His soft voice sending shivers down her back.

"You're keeping count?"

"Why wouldn't I?" He intertwined the fingers of his hand that was on her face with hers and slowly brought them to his mouth. Gently he kissed the back of her hand. "Ready for that dinner?"