A/N: My apologies. This one took soooo long. My muse had left me and I could not find it. Several days I told myself to start writing, but I just didn't know what. Finally I got an idea, but still I just didn't feel like writing. And then I got another idea, one I like better and yesterday I actually started writing. Again ideas are welcome and yes there will be another massage, because I realized there has to be one again. Is it time for the four of them to do something again? If so, what do you suggest? Or other suggestions are welcome also!

Part seventeen

The silence after the departure of Alex's family lasted for a couple of minutes. Sitting together on the couch, neither knew what to say. Suddenly Bobby jumped up and held his hand out to Alex.

"What are you doing?" After the day they'd had she wondered if she ever really knew her partner.

"Come on." Impatiently he waved his hand at her. "Just take my hand."

"Fine." Putting her hand in his, he pulled her up more roughly then intended. She stumbled against his chest.

Bobby backed the both of them up, 'till there was some space for them. Without warning her he pulled her into his arms. His left hand holding her right against his chest and his right hand was on her waist, holding her close. Dancing with her was something he'd dreamed about for a long time. To have her in his arms and dance to the beat of their hearts and presence, it was even better than he imagined.

Not wanting to interrupt their moment, she kept silent, but not for long. "What exactly are we doing?" She asked as he turned them around.

"Dancing."

"There's no music."

"We don't need it. Close your eyes." He put his right arm around her waist and pulled her body against his. Leaning his head on top of hers he whispered. "Feel it."

And she did feel it. In a way it was better than dancing to music. She could concentrate on the feel of being in his arms. Just now, in his arms, it hit her how much he meant to her. Not only did she consider him as her best friend, the one person who knew her better than anyone else, he was also the man she was in love with. She realized she could not, nor did she want to, go back to being friends. She knew she'd told him that maybe it would be for the best to stay friends, but she couldn't. Not now she knew how good they were together. He'd been right to push her and ignore her words. Sighing she laid her head on his chest. Feeling daring she put her hand on his back and started to tug on his shirt.

Bobby tensed when he felt her tug on his shirt. He wasn't sure what she wanted, but he didn't remove her hand. Instead he kissed her softly on her hair.

She succeeded in removing his shirt from his jeans and placed her hand on his back. She smiled when she felt his muscles tense underneath her hand. "Relax."

That wasn't easy though with her hand on his back. However, two could play that game. His hand left her waist and travelled up and into her hair. Pushing her hair aside he tilted her head a little. Lowering his head he placed a soft kiss on her exposed neck. He revelled in her response, a shiver, which he felt running through her body. Encouraged by that shiver, he nuzzled her neck. Taking a deep breath he inhaled her unique scent. He gave her hand a soft squeeze, letting her know this was special to him.

Alex, loving his touch, didn't want to feel left out. Her hand started to roam over his back. From his shoulder to his lower back. Not getting the response she was looking for she traced his lower back, just above the waist band of his jeans. Feeling daring she dipped her hand in his waist band. That made him respond. He stopped kissing her neck and grabbed the hand she had on his back.

"Didn't you like that?" Her voice sounded innocent, but the twinkle in her eyes told him otherwise.

Before he could give her a reply, he felt her lips on his neck. She'd gotten her hand out of his grasp and was now unbuttoning the top three buttons of his shirt. Her lips worked their way lower to the top of his chest.

His breathing was laboured, coming in short gasps. He had to stop her before he got carried away and he wouldn't be able to stop her. He did want one taste. Cupping her face in his hands he kissed her, letting her feel the passion her felt for her. Previously their kisses had been tender and gentle. This one was hungry and passionate. He immediately deepened the kiss and she welcome him. He explored her mouth thoroughly as did she with his and their tongues met in a wild dance.

However pleasant and arousing the kiss was, Alex ended it. After all she needed her breath if she wanted more kisses like that. She leaned her forehead against his chest and regained her breath. Seeing and feeling his chest quickly going up and down she guessed he was in need of air as much as she was.

"Let's just concentrate on dancing, okay?"

THE following morning the four detectives were back at work. Ever since the change of partners, Mike had been promoted to Bobby's desk, sitting opposite of Alex. Bobby had taken the desk opposite of Carolyn. The detective who'd previously occupied the spot opposite to Carolyn was now seated behind the pillar.

Alex and Bobby tried to behave like nothing had happened, but failed. Theykept looking at each other from across the room. Sneaking glances like high school kids in love. Sometimes Alex's eyes would meet his and he would quickly divert them, other times he simply held eye contact. He even winked at her.

Mike and Carolyn weren't oblivious to the 'lovey dovey' glances the two were shooting each other. And so coincidently they changed desks for a moment to catch up.

"Clearly you had an enjoyable weekend?" Carolyn started carefully.

"I did." Grabbing her pen and a form Alex went to work as if nothing had changed.

"Ooh no you don't." Carolyn grabbed the pen from her hand. "What happened between you two? You two are acting like teenagers."

"We baby sat my niece, took a walk in the park and danced." She knew that out of context it didn't seem special, but to her it was.

"It's gotta be more than that." Carolyn tried.

"Nope, that's about it." She could feel Bobby's eyes on her and met them with a smile. Mike was apparently having a little talk of his own with Bobby. She doubted Mike would get anything from him.

"You two finally talked it out, huh?" Mike asked his friend whose eyes were focused on a petit blond detective.Judging from their behaviour he guessed they did more than talking.

"Kind of." What happened that weekend was going to stay between him and Alex. He didn't want to share.

"At least give me something." Mike asked, sensing he wasn't going to get much from Bobby.

"Here's a pen. You need to finish your paperwork. Don't let Alex do everything alone." Handing Mike the pen, he turned his attention to his own paperwork.

TBC...