Ok, I've been a bit slow with this but the next updates will be faster. Big thank you to everyone who reviewed the previous chapters. You guys are great!

Here's Cho;)

Disclaimer: As always, they are not mine. I'm just having a bit of fun.

The Q&A

As it often is in his life, it starts with a question.

They'd just closed a case, a troublesome one involving a banker found dead on the grounds of a local catholic church.

He can see Lisbon fuming behind a pile of paperwork, Jane's conduct during the investigation predictably lacking in tact. The consultant is conspicuously absent, probably plotting some new creative way to apologize.

Rigsby had just gone out for some food so its him and Van Pelt. At their respective desks. Silently working. Except she keeps looking up at him every few minutes an its really starting to bug him.

"What?" She blinks, startled for a moment then finally decides to ask.

"How come you never say anything?"

"About what?"

"You know, your views on faith, life after death,"

"You mean religion?"

"If you like."

"I don't like things that can't be questioned."

"So you're a non-believer." He can see she's merely being curious, no one can think anything else of Van Pelt.

"I didn't say that."

"OK, I'm sorry. I shouldn't pry like that," she goes back to her computer but he can sense it won't last, resigns himself to the inevitable. "Its' just that whenever the subject comes up I know that Jane will be sarcastic and Rigsby will try to back me up,"

"Only because he loves you," he says casually and Van Pelt colors.

"Still. I know where they stand and its not hard to tell with the boss either, even if she keeps quiet."

"Not that quiet, she really let Jane have it when he insulted that priest." They both can't help but smile at the memory.

"Look, Its OK if you don't want to share." She's really trying hard not to be nosy and its rather endearing.

"I don't mind, I just don't know what to tell you. My mother goes to church, she made me go when I was little. It was boring. Doesn't mean I don't believe in things outside our understanding, I just don't see the point of talking about them." She looks pensive for a moment, though he isn't sure if its because of what he said or simply because it the most personal thing she ever heard him say. Finally she nods contently, smiles.

"I guess that's fair. Thank you." she returns to work, this time attacking it without distractions and he is left feeling oddly lighter .

Five minutes later Rigsby returns caring half a dozen strawberry muffins, sets one on Van Pelt's desk as he passes by.

"Did they have a sale or something?" Cho asks reaching back to swipe one for himself.

"Nope, Jane is bringing up a whole shopping cart full of them."

I wanted to do a more dialogue-based peice with Cho, something more suitable to his charecter, so I hope it works. Plus there are hardly any Cho/Van Pelt moments on the show. Reviews are, as always, welcome!

Jane is next;)