How are we all after this new announcement?! EEK! I am SO excited and this little update was spurred on by their hints towards Jack and Nikki so I hope you enjoy! I will be honest it is just some shameless smut...I'll be hiding :)

Nikki sighed, letting the front door click shut behind her. Another day over and done with and although they were still in the middle of an insane case at the moment, Nikki actually found herself shutting her mind off for a change. She was relaxed, her mind not buzzing with theories and ideas.

She placed her bag down on the small table in the hall and peeled her coat off her body. She hooked the coat onto the rack before fishing into the pocket to retrieve her phone. She clicked the lock button, finding herself disappointed as she seen that she had no new notifications. She quickly worked out what the time would've been in over in Washington and she soon realised that it was about two in the morning over there so it wasn't worth ringing him.

Shaking her head, she made her way into the kitchen, the bottle of wine in the fridge calling her. She didn't drink that often but it was all she had thought about today. Just settling down at home with a boxset and a glass of wine. Opening the fridge, she plucked the bottle from the draw and twisted it open. The satisfying sound of it pouring into the glass in front of her like music to her ears.

Bringing the glass to her lips she let the cold liquid trickle down her throat, already feeling as though the alcohol was seeping into her bloodstream. This was just what she needed. Carrying the glass along with the bottle, she walked into her living room and rested the glass on the small table in the middle of the room before switching on the lamp in the corner.

As she settled herself down on the sofa and clicked the on button for the television Nikki jumped as she heard a knock at the door. She hadn't been expecting anyone so it must've been important. Taking another quick sip of her wine, she stood up once again and headed towards her front door. Her eyes squinted as she tried to figure out who it was in the frosted glass, they were tall. Very tall and the outline of their body made her heart race. She carefully picked up an umbrella that sat in a pot next to the door and held it behind her back as she turned the key.

She let out a breath as she realised who it was, "Jack," she spoke, the muscles in her body no longer tensing. She rolled her eyes at his goofy grin and she took a step back, allowing the man to pass through into her home. Discreetly, she put the umbrella back where she had found it. "What brings you here?" She asked as she pushed the door shut again.

"I was just passing," Jack shrugged, he almost looked nervous.

Nikki's eyebrows furrowed, "What are you doing 'just passing' around here? Your apartment's a good ten minutes away," she guided the way into the living room. "Do you want a glass?" She pointed at the bottle as she looked up at him.

"I won't say no," he smiled, fiddling with the zip on his coat.

"Well make yourself at home I won't be a minute," Nikki left him standing there as she disappeared into the kitchen. She grabbed a fresh glass from the cupboard, her mind in an opposite state to what it had been only moments ago. Her thoughts now racing as to why Jack had suddenly turned up on her doorstep. There was no reason for him to be in the area. She tried not to think about it too much as he would probably end up explaining if she pushed him enough.

She rounded the corner back into her living room, finding Jack sitting on the edge of the sofa. She chuckled as she seen that she had taken him by surprise. Placing herself down next to him, she set about pouring him a glass.

"Are you okay?" She questioned as she noticed him fidgeting in the corner of her eye.

"What? Yeah I'm fine," he replied, picking up the glass and taking a sip.

"So," Nikki started as she sat back on the chair and turned her head to face him, her own cup in her hand. "Why are you really here?"

"I told you, I was just passing," he explained. "I was walking and I ended up here so I thought I would pop in and say hello."

"You were walking?" She smirked, a teasing tone to her voice. "That is not like you at all Jack Hodgson. If there's anything on your mind you usually get it beaten out of you."

Jack laughed sarcastically, sipping at his drink again, "No I mean it. I was walking and ended up here," he reaffirmed, giving her a look that was telling her to stop pushing.

Nikki quickly backed off, she'd get it out of him later, "I'm hungry, are you hungry?"

Jack shrugged his shoulders, "Yeah, I suppose."

"Pizza?" Jack slowly nodded at her as she moved to find a menu. She eventually found one on the table and her eyes scanned over all the various different toppings. She never knew why people could want or have so many toppings, she was definitely more of the typical, one topping on a pizza kind of person. "Anything in particular?"

"You choose," Jack's finger ran up and down the stem of the glass, his mind somewhere else entirely. He didn't even register what she had said next and before he knew it she had left the room. He shook his head at himself, he knew it was a mistake coming here. He'd been pacing up and down for the past five minutes debating on whether or not he should do this but they hadn't spoken about it. They hadn't spoken about anything that had happened between them since Mexico and it was starting to build up and spill over the top. He couldn't deal with it anymore, especially after what had happened a couple of months ago with Thomas.

He hadn't remembered the things he'd managed to say in the hospital but when his dad filled him in on what was said and who was there, Jack had cursed himself. He had almost wished he had died, at least then he wouldn't have had to face up to all of this now. But Nikki hadn't mentioned it, she hadn't brought it up. Just like what had happened between them in Mexico. It was buried, forgotten about. They moved on from it. But Jack was starting to struggle from moving on from it now. It was too much for him to ignore.

Pulling him out of his thoughts was Nikki entering the room, announcing that it was going to be half an hour. He watched as she settled down next to him, all these years and she still managed to give him butterflies. Even when her hair was all over the place from her running her hands through it all day and even when there were black marks under her eyes from where her makeup had run.

"Are we ever going to talk about it?" Fell from his mouth before his mind had time to catch up with it. He could see her face drop and he was readying himself to leave but she spoke.

"About what?" Her tone serious, she knew where this was going. She had expected it ever since he got discharged from the hospital. She had tried to forget about it, to pretend like it didn't happen. Just like everything else that had transpired between them over the past couple of years. Now she knew why he was here.

"Everything," he began, turning away from her as he placed his glass back down on the table and rested his elbows on his knees. "I don't think we can ignore it any longer Nikki."

"No, I don't think we can," she breathed, she agreed with him. This had gone on for too long and this wasn't like a spot, you can't ignore it in the hope that it will go away. Much like grief, love has a way of getting under your skin and eating away at you. It's always there, seeping into every little crack. You try your best to push it to the back of your head but it never works. Not when you see that person every day and you're reminded of the little things that make your heart flutter. But unlike grief, time doesn't heal love. It only makes it worse. It allows it to manifest and build up until you can't take it any more. And they had reached that point now, something needed to happen, needed to give.

"In Mexico, I thought I lost you," he started as he leaned back, his head resting on the back of the sofa. "And then I found you. I had spent hours going over all the possibilities, all the ways that I would have to tell Clarissa and Thomas that I had failed them. That I had lost you. Let you die. And when I seen you on that beach, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. But you were real and you were there, right in front of me. And I didn't want to let you go and I didn't want to let you out of my sight because the thought of not having you in my life kills me. That's why Eva took you. Because I would do anything to not lose you, because I love you," he glanced over at her. She was listening intently but he could see the tears in her eyes.

"I know I shouldn't have spent all those months ignoring you," he continued, his own tears slipping down his cheeks. "But I couldn't bare the thought that I was the one to put you in danger. That by me loving you, I was hurting you. So I made a promise to myself and to you that I would forget about everything that had happened in and after Mexico but I can't do it anymore."

Nikki almost wanted to laugh at how stupid the pair of them had been. They didn't want to hurt each other but by going about things in the way they are was hurting them even more. She ran her hands through her hair, she didn't really know what to say. What the right words were. She sat her glass down next to Jack's before edging closer to him. Her palm cupped his cheeks as her thumb wiped away the tears that were still falling from his eyes. She could feel all the oxygen escape her as she leaned forward, her lips capturing his.

She pulled away from him briefly as her eyes searched his but as she felt his hand snaking round the back of her head and his fingers gripping her hair, their lips were finding each other again. The goosebumps erupted all over her skin as his hands travelled down her body. The angle was getting awkward as the kiss was deepening and they were both becoming more and more desperate for one another.

This moment had been building up for years, ever since they had finally decided to give in to their feelings in Mexico. But then they had wanted to hold and cling on to each other, both afraid the other would disappear. But now, this was them no longer fighting against what had been staring them in the face for so long. This was them truly letting go.

Jack's mind flashed back to that night as Nikki straddled him, her hands at the sides of his face as she bit down on his lower lip. He felt a groan escape the base of his throat and we was sure that she had drawn blood. She broke the kiss, her eyes staying connected with his as her finger dragged down his neck. Nikki felt him shiver under her touch and she had to bite down on her own lip to stop the gasp that was threatening to rise.

She reached the top of his shirt, the first two buttons already undone. Something that Jack had been doing for years and had always sent her mad. She made quick work with the remaining buttons, soon revealing the hard muscles underneath. She smirked to herself as he tensed under her. She leaned forward again, her lips following the same direction as her finger. She nipped at his flesh every now and again, making him jump.

Jack gulped, the adrenaline pumping around his body fast. He had just wanted to get things off his chest, he never expected this to happen and he was starting to wonder just how many glasses of wine she'd had.

"Nikki," he spoke, grabbing her attention as she stopped and looked back at him, her face dropping as the mood seemed to have shifted. "Is this what you really want?"

Her hand was on his cheek again, caressing it, "Jack I love you, you idiot." This was the last thing she had expected to happen tonight. She had planned for a quiet night in front of the television yet here she was, in Jack's lap wanting to feel his lips on hers just like they had been all those years ago. She went to kiss him again but they were abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door, their pizza.

Nikki rolled her eyes as she lifted herself from Jack but he had somehow managed to grab hold of her hand, giving her a kiss before letting her go. She quickly fixed her hair before opening the door and handing the delivery driver money and taking the pizza from him. Although she highly doubted that that was going to get eaten tonight.

She turned around to find Jack leaning against the door frame, his shirt still wide open and a grin across his face. Nikki could feel her heart racing and it felt as though her legs were going to give way if he carried on staring at her like that. A smirk spread across her face, she wasn't going to waste this opportunity to tease him.

She did her best to avoid his eye contact as she made her way into the kitchen, setting the pizza down on the counter. She didn't even need to turn around to know that he had followed her in, the shirt seeming to have disappeared on his journey from the hallway to the kitchen. She remained stood at the counter, her back to him and her breathing heavy as she felt him creep up behind her.

That gasp finally escaped her as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his head into her neck, his lips making tracks in her flesh. Nikki gripped onto the counter in the hopes that it would hold her up but given the way Jack was pushing into her she didn't need to worry about that.

This was different to Mexico, they had been so desperate for each other there. Wanting to feel as close to one another as possible after spending hours forced apart. Now they were taking their time, teasing each other. Learning what makes the other tick. Although there wasn't much that Jack couldn't do to make her fall off the edge. She quickly turned around in his grasp, her hands resting on his bare arms.

Her eyes snapped to his, blown and full of lust. She was melting under him completely. She closed the gap between them, wanting to feel his lips on hers again. Jack's hands pulled at her hair, making her lose her mind as she was struggling to breathe now. The pleasure building up inside her. They had definitely left this too long. He dropped his hands and his lips and backed away from her. Smiling as he watched her face drop.

Reaching out, he took hold of her hand and guided her out of the room. He had no idea where he was going, he had only been in Nikki's house once before so he was having to trust his gut with this one. They reached the top of the stairs, his hand still intwined with hers. Nikki laughed at him as she watched him look around at the various doors along the hallway, trying to decipher which room was hers.

Shaking her head she took him in the right direction, "It's this way," she spoke, her voice hoarse.

They reached her bedroom and it had been everything Jack had expected it to be. Everything in it's right place. If it wasn't for the fact that he needed to feel her skin pressed against his, he would've taken the time to digest every little detail and really learn everything about the small blonde woman that stood in front of him now. But he supposed he would have the rest of his life to do that because he wasn't about to let her go now.

He bit the inside of his cheek as Nikki moved away from him and slowly started to undo the buttons on her blouse. Her eyes never leaving his. She was taking her time to wind him up and she was doing a very good job of it as he couldn't take it any longer. A few steps forward and he was directly in front of her again, his hands ripping the fabric open. He could hear a few buttons bouncing on the floor and Nikki's face was a picture.

"Jack that's my favourite top," she feigned annoyance but there was a spark in her eye. If anything, it only spurred her on more as she felt her heart beating out of her chest.

"You shouldn't tease me then," Jack winked as he closed the gap between them.

But it was Nikki pushing him onto the bed as she loomed over him. Her lips continuing the journey they had started earlier. She reached the top of his jeans and he was leaving very little to the imagination as she seen him straining against the denim. She unbuckled his belt delicately and helped him to get rid of the item of clothing. Jack's hands came to rest on her cheeks, pulling her face back towards his to feel her mouth again. His tongue running along her bottom lip.

Nikki stopped, her own clothes getting in the way now. She pushed herself off the bed and let her blouse drop to the floor. She could feel Jack's eyes boring into her as she unhooked her bra and then moved to peel her jeans down her legs. He had moved to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab her hand as she stood in front of him with very little material on. His hands rested on her waist now as his lips came into contact with the skin on her stomach, he could feel the goosebumps underneath him and the grin spread across his face.

Nikki's arms wrapped around his head, pulling him into her, just holding him like this she had felt everything had clicked into place. Although it didn't last very long as Jack flipped her around and onto the bed, a chuckle escaped her as he dragged the remaining material on her body off her. In one swift movement he had joined her, the both of them completely exposed to one another.

She took a deep breath as she watched him drinking her all in, his lips crashing down onto hers once again. The teasing was over, they both only had one thing on their mind now. Nikki reached between their bodies, stroking him up and down, smiling to herself as he shivered. But she was quick to guide him to where she had wanted him the most.

All the air escaped her lungs as he pushed inside her, her head rolling back. It had been so long she had forgotten what it felt like. All those men after Mexico never lived up to him and although Matt had been nice, he wasn't Jack. The pleasure ripped through every part of her body as he built up a rhythm between the two. Wanting to feel him closer, she wrapped her legs around him, her fingernails digging into his back.

His one hand found hers as they intertwined, squeezing it tightly as he felt as though he was going to explode. His other hand came to rest at her jaw but it wasn't until Nikki came to move it rest on her neck, did he toy with the pressure point. His lips left hers as he watched her eyes widen. He had never done this before, he had known his own strength too well but there was a sense of trust in her eyes, she knew that he wasn't going to hurt her. And that only spurred him on more.

He slowly caught his lips with hers, wanting to take his time. They had rushed this before, wanting to cling on to an ounce of happiness but now they had the time. Although he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last, not with the way she was squirming under him and encouraging him to go faster.

Nikki could feel the pressure building up, the feeling of his hands wrapped around her neck only encouraging that. Jack had been unlike anyone she had never known before, the idea of being strangled terrified her. And it wasn't as if she hadn't been strangled before. But she felt safe in his hands and it enticed her. She could feel the strength behind those fingers yet he was so soft with her, so gentle.

Her back arched as that all too familiar wave washed over her, the moan escaping from her throat as Jack tightened his grip on her, that feeling growing. Feeling Nikki being pushed over the edge underneath him was enough for him to tip as he let himself go. Riding into that wave. His hand moved from her neck, coming to rest on the back of her thigh as flopped onto his back, feeling well and truly spent.

His thumb ran circles into her skin as felt himself calming and the cold air started to attack him and he felt Nikki shiver from beside him. Moving he pulled the blankets over the two of them and Nikki made to intwine her legs with his, her head resting on his chest. Her finger ran up and down, making patterns into his bare skin, a smile firmly set on her face.

Jack's hand was placed on her head, holding her close to him. He wanted to relish in this feeling forever but they were quickly interrupted by Nikki's house phone ringing on her bedside table. Nikki groaned as she reached over Jack to pick up the phone. Placing it to her ear, she spoke, "Hello?" Her throat starting to feel sore.

"Nikki why aren't you answering your phone? What's wrong?" Matt's worried voice on the other end of the line grabbing her attention as she moved away from Jack slightly.

"Sorry I thought I would just get an early night," she started, trying to ignore the fact that Jack was eyeballing her and how his hand had slipped between them. She suppressed the gasp as his fingers snaked up her thigh. She closed her eyes trying her best to concentrate. "It's been a hard day at work I had a bit of a headache." Her head turned as she watched Jack disappear under the covers. She tried her best to fight him off but her body wanted to give in to his touch. He kissed down her stomach and then the inside of her thighs, teasing her.

She didn't even register any of what Matt was saying to her, her mind being occupied by the man between her legs. Her hand ran through his hair as his lips came into contact to where she was so desperately ready for him.

"Nikki? Nikki? Hello? Are you there?" Matt repeated, she could tell he was starting to get annoyed.

Nikki bit down on her lip to stop the moans escaping as Jack's tongue circled around her, sending her over the edge, "Sorry Matt, I'm really not feeling well can we talk about this in the morning?"

"Fine," he replied. "I love you."

"You too," Nikki managed to get out before clicking the red button and allowing herself to let go. Her head rolling backwards and her back arching. She felt as Jack pushed his fingers inside of her, his tongue making her feel things she never thought she could feel before. She was peaking again and the faster he moved it came. She shuddered as it washed over her again, her hands gripping onto the sheets. She could almost feel herself twitching as he kissed back up her body before eventually reaching her lips again.

The taste of her on him only making her feel even more turned on which she thought was impossible at this point. Her hand rested on his cheek as she moved away from him, "Jack Hodgson, I am going to kill you."

"With pleasure, Dr Alexander," he smirked, the Irish accent flicking off his tongue.