A/N: Here's chapter 2! Things are beginning to progress a little should get to more Jane and Lisbon soon!

Disclaimer: Forgot this before, I'm new give me a break :) Anyway, not mine..

Enjoy...

Chapter 2

Sitting on her bed in silence. Teresa thought about the night ahead. It was now 6:15PM, John was supposed to be there soon. It was silent in the house, her father was out, she wasn't sure where her 3 brothers were, probably creating havoc somewhere she decided, so that left her alone. She was dressed in her usual,casual kind of clothes, skinny jeans with her black pull over that was a little baggy but fit nicely, her long raven colored hair fell around her shoulders in loose curls.

She wasn't sure what to expect tonight, she'd never met John's friends before; he never really spoke of them much. Did it mean that he did value for her? She knew he did care of course, but she just wasn't sure in what way. The couple of weeks they had spent together were nice, she actually had someone there for her, he did treat her good too. It just never felt… natural.

There was once in the two weeks that frightened her,she wouldn't like to admit it, but it did. She was at his place and they were in his living room when his phone went. Dismissing himself from the room, he went to the kitchen where he then answered it. Although he thought she couldn't hear, she could. She wasn't entirely sure what the conversation was about, but gradually became angry, angrier than she'd ever heard him before.

Someone decided to go against something he had asked them to do it seemed. Anyway, one minute he was fine, the next he was shouting about what him or Dylan would do, about the people he knew and how they wouldn't hesitate in finishing this. This made her ears prick up and her heart begin to race. Who was Dylan or these other people? The next minute it went quiet and she calmed herself down a little, then John came storming into the room glanced toward her and left, saying he wouldn't be long.

When he came back through the door roughly 1hour later, his eyes were dark and distant. He muttered a 'hey' as walked in, swiftly moving through to the bathroom. She swore she could see blood on his hands as he passed her. This frightened her to the core, what had he done? Who had she gotten involved with? Her heart began to beat faster not knowing what to do.

She didn't have much time to do anything, as the next minute he was sitting down next to her. She smiled at him a little in a shy manner, and he glanced at her, his eyes were wide, his breathing came in short breaths like his body was running on adrenalin.

He gradually leaned into kiss her, when their lips met; she was too frightened to do anything else but to respond to the kiss. He forced his tongue inside her mouth making her squirm a little at how uncomfortable and wrong it felt. The next thing she knew, she was being pushed down on the sofa, his right hand grabbed her ribs a little harder than she liked, she didn't know what to do. She began to tense up and pulled away frantically.

He looked down at her, his jaw tensed, and with a dramatic, angry sigh got up, muttering a low I'm off to bed. Leaving her alone, frightened of what to do. She felt stuck vulnerable and helpless, the overwhelming urge to cry came over her, but she swallowed down the lump that had formed in her throat. She was stronger than this, she told herself. She felt as if now she was involved, there wasn't a way out.

A knock at the door pulled her out of her thoughts. She slowly picked herself up off the bed and moved toward the door to answer it. Opening the door John stood on the other side, smiling at her.

"Hey babe, you ready?"

"Sure, let's go"

Giving her a little kiss on the lips he led her to his car.

Strolling through the club, music pumping out, people on the dance floor, the club was not yet at its busiest time however. Patrick made his way through to the V.I.P section where he would later meet John, who would be accompanied by his girlfriend apparently. Security let him breeze past as he worked there and new them well.

Wearing his tanned chinos with his blue button down shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Jane looked up to see Dylan already present in the room.

"Hey buddy" Jane greeted clasping the other man's hand in friendly shake.

"Hey man, what's going on?" Dylan replied. Dylan was dressed with plain jeans on with a plain black t-shirt on. He was a tall man over 6 feet, his muscles stretching the t-shirt he was wearing. He had jet black hair, with a nasty scar sliced across his right cheek.

"Nothing much man, just here to see John"

"Yeah same for me man."

Jane fell down on one of the sofas. Looking around the room that had black walls with red seats, it was a quite dark, small room, but it had enough room for a small group of people.

"Jane, you want a drink?" Dylan asked him, already half way out the door.

"Yeah, sure I'll have my usual, thanks man." Leaving Jane alone in the room Dylan walked off. Dylan was 26, two years older than Jane. He had known John longer than he had too, from what Jane knew they'd know each other for many years.

Glancing to his right, he saw John coming through. Smiling at John, Jane got up ready to greet him.

"Jane." John greeted him with a nod of his head.

"Hey John" Jane replied a slight smile displayed on his lips. Turning around once more to flop back down on his seat.

"Jane, this is Teresa" Turning in his seat Jane saw her. He's words got caught in his throat. Wow she wasn't what he expected. Some bimbo he did expect, but not her, the big green twinkling eyes and her petite form that made his mouth dry.

"Eh, hey Teresa, I'm Jane" Looking toward Teresa with a warm, affectionate smile in place.

"Hey, great to meet you" Jane nodded at her response, still stuck in his thoughts. She seemed a little shy and fragile, there was definitely more to her than met the eye he thought.

With that thought in mind he saw John and Teresa sit down together, John looking her in the eye, ghosting one of his hands down her cheek. All Jane could do was fall back against the chair resting his head on the back. She was John's. She was forbidden fruit.

Dylan suddenly came back in to the room, drinks on a tray for everyone, placing everyone's separate drink by them. He'd never been so happy at the sight of a drink.

"Dylan, this is Teresa" Dylan glanced up from his activities to greet Teresa.

"Hey Teresa, how you doin'?" Dylan asked in a friendly manner.

"Hey, yeah I'm good, thanks for asking." With a slight smile Teresa replied politely. She couldn't help but cast her mind back to the memory she had already had earlier in the evening. This must be the Dylan he was talking about then. Noticing the scar across Dylan's face, it only made her feel worse about the situation.

Teresa cast her eyes down at her hands that lye on her lap, trying to push the thought out of her mind. Suddenly noticing someone looking at her out the corner of her eye, glancing up realising it was Jane. Their eyes locked for a moment, this was the first time she had a good look at him. His curly, messy yet beautiful hair, his mesmerizingly blue-green eyes, he was indeed beautiful.

She didn't, however like the way he was looking at her, like he was trying to read her or something. Turning her neutral gaze into a more meaningful glare that seemed to amuse him as his smile grew. He also had a very charming smile she thought as she felt her cheeks heat up.

"Right" John started getting to the point at hand, also pulling Teresa's eyes from Jane's and Jane's from Teresa's.

"As you know, we've been wanting to go to Florida for a break" Teresa looked around at the other two guys, was she the only one that didn't know about this?

"Well I've given you guys the time of work and have booked us all a flight down to Florida" he declared with a smile. "We're gonna stay at my beach house, should be a good week. We leave tomorrow" The two men nodding along with him they didn't have any rejections towards it.

"What?" Teresa asked having known nothing on the matter. "What about my dad I can't just leave." She said incredulously.

"Yes you can, he treats you like shit. Will he even know you've gone?" The suggestion made Teresa wince a little, her father was a drunk yes, but there was a time he cared. The thought he wouldn't even notice broke her heart a little.

John grabbed Teresa's hand stroking his thumb over it, in attempt to sooth her; the action made her tense up a little though, not going unnoticed by Jane in the corner, who seemed to read her uncomfortable state.

"What do you say Teresa? Come on, we'll pick up your stuff tonight, come back to mine and we'll leave tomorrow. It'll be good a break, we can do things we wouldn't usually do" Teresa didn't miss the slight suggestion in his voice, she knew what he meant, and didn't like the sound of it. But as she looked into his eyes, they seemed to be glaring at her as if he was threatening her with his eyes, as if she would regret saying no. The thought of what he could do made her shift uncomfortably in her seat.

"Eh sure OK" John smiled at her acceptance to the trip. Teresa smiled back at him, however it didn't reach her eyes, she felt like she was stuck and what John said he expected her to do it. Looking from where he was sitting Jane didn't miss the distant look in her eyes, he could see she was conflicted, she didn't know what to do. If only he could reassure her that she would be OK.

"I need to get my things now though, dads out right now so it would be easiest."

"Hmm I've got things needing attended to here right now. Jane, take her to get her things and drop her off at mine" Jane nodded at the demand rising from his seat.

Teresa slowly got up feeling like she was a puppet and John was her puppet master. Whatever John said she would have to do, she wasn't sure what would happen if she didn't. She didn't even want to. Looking up at Jane he gave her a slight smile that made her feel slightly better, a warm feeling spread inside. She couldn't even begin to describe what that feeling was, she didn't even know this guy, how could he make her feel like this. Shaking the thoughts out of her head she proceeded toward the door, with Jane following closely behind.

A/N: So I hope this was OK, let me know what you think...