Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, neither do I own the song. They belong to Bruno Heller and Blue respectively.
Blue
Lisbon could feel her concentration on the road ahead waning. The lethargy from the day was still creeping in despite the nap she had when Jane drove the car, but it was her turn to drive. Trusting herself not to drive them off the road, she let her right hand go of the steering wheel and turned the radio volume knob a little, filling the car with a soft classical music. She rolled her eyes at the sound, wondering who would listen to classical music at two am in the morning.
People falling asleep at home, her subconscious answered. Shushing it mentally, she pressed the preset buttons, changing the channel. Trance, no. House, no. Metal, god no.
"I can't sleep if you keep changing the channels like that," a voice to her side said sleepily.
"And I can't drive if I end up falling asleep," Lisbon countered, glancing at the blonde sitting comfortably beside her, eyes closed. Oh how she wished she was in his position right now.
"Press six," Jane mumbled.
Lisbon pressed the small button, only to be answered with silence. "Oh. Ha. Ha. Very funny," she said. "I need music Ja-"
Lisbon was cut off when a soft beat started playing from the speakers. "They take a while to change songs, but their selection is good," Jane said, smiling.
"Oh, hey. I recognize this song," Lisbon said, turning the volume up a little bit.
"I never want to play the games that people play
I never want to hear the things they gotta say"
"You mean you don't only listen to the Spice Girls?" Jane teased.
"Shut up. Someone once serenaded me with this song," Lisbon admitted, keeping her eyes on the road.
"I've found everything I need
I never wanted any more than I can see
I only want you to believe"
"Oh, my. You? You got serenaded?" Jane asked incredulously, sitting up on his seat, eyes wide open, twinkling with amusement. "Do tell, Lisbon."
Lisbon felt her cheeks heating up. She had no idea why she told him that. "No," she said resolutely, as the chorus came.
"Oh come on, you can't just say that and leave me hanging. Plus, there's still about two hours left till Sacramento," Jane said.
Lisbon contemplated this for a moment. If she didn't tell the man, he would be hounding her non-stop until they reached Sacramento, and then probably the next day and the next day after that until she gave in and told him. If she did, she might die of embarrassment, but it was better than Jane throwing random guesses in the office, in front of everyone. So she chose the latter.
"It was when I just joined the CBI, I was dating this guy, Mike. He was a financial manager. Cute, but not very dependable when it came to personal stuff. He heard me humming this song when it came on the radio on one of our dates, so on Valentine's Day, he invited me over to his house for dinner and he sang me the song," Lisbon said quickly, the words tumbling out of her mouth in her haste.
"Guitar?"
"Acoustic," Lisbon laughed. It was a little cliché, now that she thought about it.
"What happened to him?" Jane asked.
"Didn't work out. Like I said, he wasn't very dependable," Lisbon replied, shrugging.
"You're just too particular, Lisbon. And I didn't know you liked Blue," Jane said.
"I am not! And really, you don't know as much about me than you think you do," Lisbon said indignantly. She heard a soft snort of disagreement from the man. Ignoring him, she hummed along to the rest of the song.
"Did he choose the song because you were humming it, or did he choose the song because of what you are?" Jane asked.
"Huh?"
"Oh, come on. The chorus? If it's wrong to do what's right / I'm prepared to testify / If loving you with all my hearts a crime / Then I'm guilty? I bet he sang it because you were a cop," Jane said teasingly.
"Yeah, well, he did mention something like that," Lisbon mumbled. She sneaked a quick glance at Jane and saw him smiling at her. "What?"
"Ah, nothing. Just didn't think you'd have been serenaded before," Jane said happily.
"Oh shut up."
Jane sang the last line of the song together with the radio, "If loving you with all my heart's a crime, then I'm guilty."
"Oh, hush," Lisbon said. "That's enough radio for tonight." Turning the volume to zero, she heard a chuckle from the passenger seat. Glancing at him, she saw he was back to the same position before she turned the radio on. She smiled to herself. Maybe sharing wasn't so bad after all.
A/N: I'm sorry, I couldn't help making Jane sing along! (waves Jisbon shipper flag) If you're wondering what song it is, it's Guilty by Blue. Go listen to it! It's a good song. Only two more chapters to go! They're both almost done (the next one was REALLY challenging. Indigo is so hard to write about, sigh.) and should be up some time this week. Look out for it! And as usual, thank you to all who reviewed/favourited/followed.