Let me start with the fact that I just got lipstick on my coffee cup. Lol. No seriously though. Thanks for all the lovely reviews - no EXCELENT reviews. They really make my day - even now - so long after. So, in revelation of this - I really am going to beg for forgiveness for my abandonment of you all. Hands out cookies. I recently been reacquainted with my muse - she bolted when she learned I had to do work. And now - the long awaited chapter 22...

I warn you NOW AN M! I read the ratings, sorry for the change if I've screwed it up.

COLD CASE

"You're kidding? God Valens, you're such a man!"

"You weren't complaining a moment ago."

"Like I had a choice. 'Excuse me Nick, will you hold on why I get Scotty off of my damned neck'." She had writhed beneath him, during her speech, trying more urgently to be free. "Are you gonna get off of me?" The fury in her voice rode through loud and clear.

"I wasn't planning on it." He smiled; one unseen by her but sensed non the less.

"You've had your fun, ruined my rep-" Her breath hitched as he once again claimed her neck with his mouth. "u-tay…What are y-you doing?"

"Tasting you."

"Why?" She moaned. Why did he have to be so damned good at this? "The phone-"

She was silenced as she was rolled over with a gentle, but forceful speed to stop facing up towards him. She had every intention of ending this ridiculous game he was playing, until her eyes locked with his. His right hand on her hip, his left above her head and his breath coming out deep and quick with desire. He leaned down to her lips, his body pressed against hers tightly, their heavy breathing mingling in the void cast between the two mouths. Silence loomed in the room, around them, but they were unconcerned with anything but each other to even care.

His lips barely even touched hers before he moved them away slowly. There eyes never having parted, she leaned up to him, only to do the same. His hand found her face and his body moved slowly, softly against hers, as they continued to let their lips dance so teasingly. It felt as though he were kissing her a thousand times over, even though their lips hadn't really met. The proximity of them was growing closer and closer, the heat of one another almost unbearable. She found one of her hands to be pulling him nearer; the other holding the back of his neck, as he gently opened her mouth wider with the thumb that abandoned her cheek.

His pace had quickened; the need to take her lips, to have her, growing intensely with each passing second. Her hips moved ever so slightly against his, her legs bending at the knee. The locked up passion and tension she held made her shudder and her eyes closed along with it. His hand snaked around the back of her head as he pulled her to him. His tongue met hers as soon as their mouths had met. The kiss was long and deep, seemingly never ending. The desire forced their lips to stay moving, vital air only surfacing to them when needed, between the shifts in the tongues' taunting.

Scotty's left hand had made its way down to the hem-line of Lily's dress and slid beneath the dark material, caressing any and all flesh he could reach, on it's ascent to the underside of her thigh. A brief roam north, confirmed his suspicions that she did indeed wear panties and not the thongs most girls did. He lifted her leg slightly and she pressed up harder into him, grinding her pelvis against his in such a way that it made him moan, just like she had earlier. He half expected her to make a quip about it when she suddenly began pushing him further away, but was completely but pleasantly astounded when she reached between them and began fumbling around to undo his belt.

A tricky belt to undo, he came between them to help, removing the offending object with far more ease. He leaned down and kissed her with even more meaning than before, leaning his forehead against hers and closing his eyes as she began unzipping him. When the thicker material was discarded further down his muscular legs, the only thing between her and him were their underwear. She could feel him much more clearly, as she started arching and rubbing against his less constricted groin. The frequency of their kissing turned less as they were racing rather quickly into unfamiliar territory.

"Hey guys, Sara just rang. She said-"

Greg stopped outside the open door, torn between laughing and feeling embarrassed. He turned quickly around. For Lily, it wasn't too bad; smooth her dress down and she'd be done, not to mention that she was covered by Scotty. But her partner didn't fair so well. He half had his boxers off.

"Yeah, maybe you two should learn how to work a door." He said nodding to the wall. "That is not a picture I want burned into my subconscious."

The two detectives looked at one another, completely oblivious as to what to do now…

COLD CASE

Okay, so the people who know me - please don't go all different on me now - especially you Dani - you said do it this way. Okay, so maybe not exactly this way…just 'get them together and have them be interrupted'…I tried other ways, but it just didn't go right…okay, so maybe this isn't completely fitting, but…there is some tension in the show - has too come out some way right?…quit judging me! ;-p I think I would completely DIE if my parents read this. Next chapter is already being written - lets hope my muse is here to stay this time.