A/N: Hello peoples! This is my first attempt at Jassandra but they are fast becoming one of my fave OTP's, because have you seen Christian Kane? (YUM!) and Lindy Booth is gorgeous! Anyways

'Cassie, honey!' Jake called to the red head, trying not to sound desperate.

Thank the good lord she came looking for him.

Baird had sent them off like a normal day at the office, separating them with their own little missions, reporting back to the group when they got the intel. That was the easy part. What hadn't been easy was getting rid of the receptionist he'd been interrogating for information. OK, maybe he had used some charm to get what he needed from her; sue him. All that needed to be said was 'we're the librarians' and an odd magical presence would make the person go all doe eyed and told them to find out everything they needed. And that's what happened, except, the woman he was questioning decided to get… Clingy as soon as he called her "darlin'"and smiled at her.

It wasn't necessary really, after the magic of the library took hold, but it was just as simple to be polite when asking questions - it got you further than acting like a tool as Jones had demonstrated on many occasions. He took a mental note to only ever call Cassandra that from now on, she seemed to be less enthralled by the word, which Jake wasn't sure if how that made him feel.

The receptionist, Sue-Ellen, touched his forearms as she spoke to him, batting her eyelids at him, flashing him flirtatious smiles as he asked her about the case. And then she started her own interrogation, asking him all sorts of personal questions and making comments that made him uncomfortable: what did he find attractive in a woman, 'your muscles are so big!' - until Cassie walked past as a godsend in a frilly, pink skirt and he flat out lied, interrupting Sue-Ellen to top it all off.

'And here comes my beautiful wife now,' he sighed thankfully when he saw her walking past. She probably swinging back to find him and find out what he learnt. He didn't care, he just hoped she would help bail him out of this predicament, hoping the brunette would get the idea that he was not a bit interested. She didn't have red hair, synesthesia or a beautiful way of looking at the world (not that he knew of anyway, but there was no one like Cassandra).

'Wife?' the receptionist squawked, Jake ignored her.

'Cassie, honey! Over here!'

Cassandra gave him a perplexed look in response and hesitated a moment. His eyes must have pleaded with her to go along with it as she walked over to him. He smiled and took her by the waist, kissing her cheek in greeting. Cassie tensed up at the intimate gesture which didn't surprise him; they barely touched as it was, save for that hug before he went to play with the Library's sun, or the occasional hand graze when passing a book. 'Please just go with it,' he pleaded in hushed tones against her skin before leaving her cheek. He felt her body relax ever so slightly into him; she still wasn't entirely comfortable with this, but it was enough to sell the ruse.

Then something in her eyes changed. Her smile widened, became more natural and soft. Her hands slipped up his chest and found a home clasped at the back of his neck. He gulped at the warmth of her palms on his skin. 'What took you so long, babe? I was getting worried,' she purred. Jake's heart pounded at how effortlessly she slipped into the persona of his lover. One of the reasons why he kept his distance was so he didn't get tempted, and seeing her this way, languid in his arms, with only eyes for him, was a huge temptation.

He was quiet, just taking her in. She was beautiful, no way around it, inside and out. He would never tire of looking at her, never tire of listening to her explain some mathematical concept because of the passion there.

She stroked the back of his head gently and he realised he was just staring at her, much like he would a beautiful piece of art. He had never been this close to her and he had fallen into the trap of studying her features, taking advantage of the closeness to memorise everything about her features, how she felt in his arms. Her forehead creased slightly at his silence.

He cleared his throat. 'We just got to talkin' here, I lost track of time,' he replied with a warm smile. Cassie must have seen something in his features because her crinkled forehead smoothed out and she blushed.

'Are you all done now?' She smiled sweetly, and his heart damn near flipped; he loved that smile, loved it more when she gave it to him.

'Yeah, I think so,' Jacob turned back to the receptionist, 'thank you for all your help, but I best be getting back.'

'No rings?' The receptionist bit, arms folded.

With arms still wrapped around each other, Jake saw the flutter of Cassandra's eyelids at the nastiness she was met with. Without realising it, his arms tightened just that little bit more around her. He tried to convince himself it was because she was continuously nice to everyone, that she didn't deserve to be spoken to like that and she was his friend. That nagging voice that sounded quite a bit like Jenkins, disagreed with that theory.

Her attention turned back to Jake when he tightened his grip on her, head tilting to the side gently and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Her she crinkled her nose slightly, telling him not to worry about it.

She focused back on Sue-Ellen, 'We don't wear them at work,' Cassandra replied smoothly, with just a hint of a bite. 'We would hate to lose them. We go so many places it would be hard to track them down.'

'Well,' she snapped. 'Maybe you should start. I mean, someone could get the wrong idea,' she said poisonously at Jake before turning to Cassie. 'I'd be worried, if I were you.'

Jake had never seen Cassie so annoyed before. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed slightly. And then she did something he never thought she would in a million years.

Blowing out an annoyed puff of air, Cassandra turned back to him, lifting up on her toes and pressed her lips to his.

He was shocked for an instant, not quite comprehending what had happened. After a second of non compliance by him, she started to pull away, but he tightened his grip on her waist, and cupped her neck, holding her there a few seconds longer. If this was happening, he was damned sure he was going to kiss her properly.

Jake deepened the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip. Cassie moaned into him softly, and he near lost all composure. Her lips moved over his with an urgency of something more than a friend. It was then that he remembered where he was and what was happening, and it was hardly the place for a make out session.

Reluctantly, he pulled away from her lips, to find her red cheeked and breathing a little harder. Her lips disappeared into her mouth, trying not to smile shyly and failing terribly.

'She doesn't need to worry about a thing,' he said, smoothing her hair behind her ear. Jake grinned blissfully, getting lost in the moment again with her in his arms. 'I'm not goin' anywhere.'

Cassie smiled, so brightly, he'd never seen anything so beautiful. She took his hand, uncurling it from around her waist and tugged on him, relieving him from the hell he'd unwittingly got himself into. Jake followed happily, enjoying her fingers twined with his.

'Nice to meet you,' Cassie added to the receptionist.

Jake couldn't stop the giddy laugh as it escaped from his mouth.

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