Personally I think I got this up faster than usual (my timing is still bad and I will always apologise)

Thank everyone for all the reviews for this story so far (and for Sting…if you read it)

Oh, I have flown pregnant before, it's not comfortable being crammed in a tight space and having a baby pressing onto your bladder for five hours, but I have. I do not recommends it, but it depends on airlines, their restrictions and what your doctor says.

Nine

Jane clutched Ray's limp body as he turned and waved in the direction of the navy SUV's. Lisbon, who was only a few steps behind him, held out the keys and quickly unlocked her apartment door and pushed it open. The door squeaked and Jane flinched as he felt Ray move against his shoulder. The blonde consultant softly rubbed the small child back, making sure he would not awaken.

He stepped inside and walked up the stairs towards Lisbon's bedroom. He was breathing heavily half way up, but when he finally made it to the top, he moved into her room, nudging the door open slightly and walking in. He placed the sleeping boy on her large bed, pulling the blankets over him and being thankful for thinking about removing his shoes when they were in the car…much to Cho's dismay.

He pressed a soft kiss on the boy's forehead and smoothed his dark hair down before leaving the room to retrieve the bags. Once he got back into Lisbon's den, he was surprised to see all bags accounted for by the steps, Lisbon was no where to be found.

"Lisbon?" he called out, he took a few steps, "Lisbon!" more forceful and worried now.

"Yes?" she called coming up behind him, the banana from the plane clutched in her hand.

"I do so hope Rigsby carried these bags up," she took a bite and nodded, "Good, now you need to rest," he could tell she wanted to protest, but she was too tired to put up much of a fight and resigned their almost argument. He held his hand out for the banana peel, she plopped it in his hand before holding her hand up to her mouth, covering it as she finished her last chews of her banana.

"Goodnight, Jane," he smiled at her as she breezed past him and up the stairs. He watched her intently; being sure she would not miss a step or pass out on the way up. He then went on to continue his search for her trash bin.

He eventually found it underneath the sink.

Smiling to himself about the small accomplishment, he turned and walked up the steps, hand sliding on the carpeted railing, fingers running deftly over the material. He walked into her room; she was asleep next to Ray, her hand on her stomach and the other around Ray, pulling him closely to her. He smiled; he had not seen anything like this in years.

Sighing to himself, he pulled off his shoes and socks, slipped out of his jacket and vest and climbed in beside her. He lie on his back for quite some time, watching the patterns on the walls, seeing different pictures in his mind. He then eventually drifted off into a deep sleep. The combined breathing of both Lisbon and Ray serving its purpose as his own personal lullaby, putting him in a wonderful dreamless sleep.

…

Lisbon stirred awake as she felt something behind her shift slightly. She lifted her head off the pillow and turned to see Jane, his head buried into the crook of her neck, his soft breath tickling her shoulder. His left hand was placed on her belly, the other entwined with hers. She sighed and grasped his hand covering her belly, she looked over at him one more time and smiled, this was…nice. When they had slept together last time, he had left in the middle of the night.

She sighed and moved more into his warm embrace, she could stay like this forever if she could, and it was so relaxing.

That is, until she heard a toilet flush and the sink run, then a small boy walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his eyes with his small hands. Lisbon wasn't sure if she should be happy that Ray just ruined the moment.

Ray climbed onto the bed, sat on his knees, and stared down at her and Jane, "Ummm Auntie Tessie…what's, uh, for beckfest?" he yawned and stretched, shooting his little fists up in the air.

Lisbon smiled and not-so-gently moved her elbow back into Jane's side, making a slight sound escape his lips, leaving more of his breath on her slender neck. She closed her eyes and fought back the sudden urge that was telling her to tell Ray to go downstairs and watch TV and 'have her way with Mister Patrick'.

"Mornin'," Jane mumbled as he stretched his legs out slightly and re-nuzzled his face into her neck.

"What's Mister Patrick doin?" Ray giggled as he flopped down on his bottom.

Lisbon closed her eyes and counted from one to five before she broke away from Jane, who after that looked up at her as if she had just pushed his couch out of the bullpen. She motioned her head towards a smiling Ray before she got up slowly, hand on her stomach, and moved out of the room.

Ray followed her.

…

Jane eventually made his way downstairs, disheveled slightly, but untidy nonetheless. The smell of fresh pancakes moved through the room, his stomach growled slightly at the wonderful smell. He turned into the kitchen and saw Ray lying on the floor, playing with two toy cars that he must have gotten from his duffle bag.

Lisbon held her hand to her belly, rubbing it slightly as she flipped over a pancake to the other side. Suddenly her hand stopped and she dropped the spatula. She gasped and brought her other hand to her belly. Jane thought something must have been wrong and quickly moved over to her, he splayed one hand across her swollen belly and looked down at her, "Are you all right?"

She nodded, "It moved."

"Yes, she did," Lisbon looked up at him and picked up the spatula and swatted at him playfully before returning her attention to her belly, pregnancy was a beautiful thing.

Jane never thought he would ever experience seeing a woman go through it again, he was wrong…

…but he was kind of curious to how it felt like…

Slightly more light-hearted :)

Reviews are extremely welcomed with wide arms

Oh, and I get to spend the whole day tomorrow cooking and praying that the kitchen does not catch fire. I also get most of my relatives that live close by around as well as it is snowing right now. Oh joy.