Happy Wednesday! One more week and I am screaming with excitement! I'm also pretty darn pleased with myself for actually sticking to this challenge and getting out a one-shot every week. I may have one more to post next week before the true excitement begins, but we shall see. I also have a ton of multi-chapter fics outlined and ready to write whenever I can actually get the time again, so look for those in the hopefully near future. Thanks to everyone who has sent in prompts, given me ideas or the push to keep me going. A special thanks to thetwit, randers198 and chilly7188 for all of the wonderful ideas and conversations we have had over the last few months. Also thanks to fromiftowhen for writing your amazing story and keeping me in all the Upstead feels. This fandom truly is a little family and I can't wait to explode with excitement with each and every one of you once Upstead is back on our screens. Hopefully you enjoy this little story and the rest of your week as we finish out this last week of waiting. Without further ado, here is this week's one shot. Based on the prompt:

"Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys" sent in by thetwit

Undercover operations, surveillance, and long hours were all part of the game when you worked in Intelligence. And frankly, Hailey enjoyed every minute of it. This was her calling, what she was born to do, and she was beyond grateful for the opportunity. She was even more grateful for having such an amazing partner, Jay. Although, as amazing as he was, he had his downfalls. Like spending hours in the back of the surveillance van? Not his thing. He was fine until the snacks ran out, which this time around, had been about an hour ago. It was well past midnight now and the pair were staked out in front of a hole in the wall bar, waiting for the off chance their suspect actually showed up. Everyone else in the Intelligence unit was long gone, probably at home or enjoying their time at Molly's. Hailey and Jay had offered themselves up for this gig as it had been a while since they had run surveillance. It had proven to be a slow night so far but Hailey was thankful for the easy conversation that flowed between her and Jay. They bantered, laughed about the antics of Adam on their earlier scene, and then fell quiet as they munched on the various bags of chips and pretzels they had tossed into the back of the van before they got started. Now, Jay was leaning back on the bench, stretching his arms up above his head and causing his shirt to rise, exposing just enough of his toned abdomen to make Hailey's cheeks flush. She quickly busied herself with her phone, hoping he wouldn't notice in the dim light of the van and thankfully he was too preoccupied with complaining about the lack of food to notice her reaction. He let out a loud sigh and Hailey knew another stream of pleading was heading her way.

"I'm just saying, we could run in, grab some food to go, and be out before anyone even notices we were there."

Hailey laughs at him, shaking her head at his attempt at a pout.

"We can't risk blowing this just because you're hungry. It's only a few more hours and then you can have your food."

She countered, sending him a stern look and letting him know she wasn't going to budge. He let out another sigh but turned his attention back to the computer in front of him, mumbling something about harsh working conditions and strict partners.

Another hour and a half passed with nothing to report. Jay was beginning to stir again, the restlessness of sitting still for so long catching up to him. Without a word, he looked over at her with puppy eyes, earning a small chuckle from Hailey along with a shake of her head. A half hour later, in the silence of the van, Hailey's stomach let out an audible growl of hunger and Jay's eye's instantly turned smug as he looked over to her with a smirk.

"Bar burger and fries? Nothing better after a long night in the van…"

He teased, waggling his eyebrows at her, knowing he was playing dirty by mentioning one of her favorite foods.

"If we blow this…"

She threatened, sending him another stern look.

"It's fine, I'll order the food for pickup, we can run in real quick to grab it, and be back in a flash. Besides, I'm beginning to think this guy isn't going to show."

Hailey squinted her eyes at him, debating his plan quickly before finally conceding with a nod of her head.

"Fine. But I'm totally throwing you under if this goes south."

Jay smiled as he quickly looked up the number for the bar on his phone, dialing it and bringing the phone to his ear.

"Deal."

He agreed, just before they answered.

They waited the fifteen minutes the waitress gave them before quickly surveilling the street and jumping out. Hailey walked closely to Jay as they headed in, keeping her hood pulled up just in case someone spotted them that shouldn't. Jay tightened his ball cap just before they entered and the two walked straight up to the bar, keeping their heads low. The bartender took the money and told them it would be just a few more minutes. Hailey settled onto a stool next to Jay, glancing around the small room and hoping this didn't blow their cover. They started an easy conversation, hoping to not stand out from the crowd around them, most too drunk to even notice their presence.

The bell on the bar's entrance dinged and Hailey instantly had a sinking feeling. Jay risked a glance back and she could tell by his face that their guy had just walked in. He turned back around, pressing his elbows into the counter as they prayed the guy would just find a table. No such luck as their suspect sauntered up to the bar, just a few stools down from them. This was the type of place where new people stood out like a sore thumb and Jay and Hailey certainly fit that bill. Hailey could tell the guy was looking over at them, but kept her face glued to the tv behind the bar. Suddenly she felt Jay's arm wrap around her shoulders, pulling her close to his chest. She glanced up at him, plastering a smile on her mouth to attempt to play the roll. His eyes darted to the man beside them and then back to hers in a flash, he was trying to communicate something silently but she was struggling to keep up. It was only when Jay's eyes dipped down to her lips that she put two and two together. Her cheeks instantly flushed at the thought of what was about to occur but she managed to send him a small nod, letting him know it was okay. Jay quickly closed the distance between them, his warm mouth pressing into hers and her heart threatening to explode. Hailey moved her lips against his, reveling in the sensation and hoping he couldn't feel her pulse. She wound a hand up behind his neck, pulling him down to deepen the kiss and suddenly the lines between their cover and their actual relationship were blurring. Jay's hand danced down to her waist, angling her closer to him and Hailey had to choke back a moan when his tongue darted over her bottom lip, seeking entrance. It slipped between her lips, beginning a dance with her own and the heat shot directly down to her core. The hand behind his neck tugged at the small hairs there as her other hand came to grip his shirt. She knew this was crossing so many lines but in this moment she never wanted it to end. It was only when someone cleared their throat in front of them that Jay pulled away, his eyes locking onto hers and a wild look dancing within them. The bartender set the bag of food beside them, turning back around with a scoff at their little show. Jay grabbed the bag with one hand and Hailey with the other and moved them both off the stools and through the exit. Hailey clambered into the back of the van, feeling her cheeks burning and her pulse racing. She kept her back to Jay as he climbed in, sliding the door shut behind them. She tried to focus on slowing her breathing down but was finding the task nearly impossible.

"Hailey…"

His voice was low and husky behind her, not helping her to focus whatsoever. She took a deep breath and turned around to face him. He was closer than she thought and the proximity sped her pulse right back up. His eyes danced with a fire she had never seen before as he stared down at her. Despite their hunched positions in the van, he still loomed over her and she had to keep her head tilted up to look at him.

"Hails...I'm sorry if that was crossing the line..I just figured…"

He stammered out his words before she raised a hand to stop him.

"No no, it's...it's okay. I..that was.."

It was Hailey's turn to stumble over her words as she tried to figure out what to say.

"Good?"

He asked, a hopeful look on his face.

"Yeah. Good. It was good."

She replied, her face morphing into a smile, mirroring his own.

"So, can I do it again then?"

Jay asked, raising his eyebrow slightly as the fire returned to his eyes. Hailey's breath caught in her throat for a moment as she processed what he was asking.

"Yeah."

She breathed out when her brain finally caught up. He closed the distance between them once again, moving slower this time as he lowered his mouth down to hers, his eyes locked on hers watching her reaction. Hailey reached a hand up behind his head again, pulling him down to close the gap and holding her breath when his lips finally met hers once again. Their mouths moved against each other as if they had been doing this forever, each finding a natural rhythm as they molded against each other. Jay's hands were on her waist again, his fingers dancing against the skin just below her shirt. His tongue danced over her lip again and this time she didn't hold back the moan that rose from her chest. Her other hand joined the first behind his neck, pulling him even closer and feeling his chest press into hers as they both became breathless, their chests heaving into each other. Finally they had to come up for air, their mouths the only thing that separated. Jay looked down at her, the fire smoldering within his eyes and she knew he was craving the same thing she was. Whatever had just happened had changed the dynamic between them forever, but Hailey found herself feeling more hopeful than scared and she could only begin to imagine what the future held.