A/N: Added some Jibson for Eternal Darkness007, but don't worry, I'll make sure Rigspelt is in as well! Enjoy and please review!

Chapter 15:

Lisbon's POV:

The automatic doors parted as we entered the lobby of the hotel. People were swarming everywhere trying to get in and out of the hotel quickly. My head spun as I felt myself growing weaker by the second. The duffel bag in my right hand made me sway slightly as I walked to the elevator. Rigsby and Van Pelt had their backs turned to me, and seemed to be talking, but trying to make sure it wasn't noticeable. Cho took a seat in one of the couches and closed his eyes, obviously feeling the same as me. As I saw Jane look around, I pressed the button to the fourth floor as quickly as possible. The doors began to close, but of course he managed to open them and get in before they shut.

"Thought you could get rid of me that quickly, huh Lisbon?" He said smirking.

I tried my best to ignore his snobbish remarks but being in such a closed space with him didn't help. He finally quieted down, and a silence spread in the elevator. I could hear his even breath besides me, and his hand almost two inches from mine. I had a sudden urge to reach over and hold his hand in mine, but I pushed that thought away. How could I even think about Jane like that? My mind swirled as I began to question myself and the way I have been acting when the doors opened and I walked out briskly. Almost running, I got to my room, only to feel a presence besides me. I looked to my side and saw Jane standing next to me staring at the door.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Oh, I um needed to um get to my room." He said fumbling with his card and trying to slide it through.

"Isn't your room down that hall?" I said pointing to the other side of the floor.

"Oh, ya thanks Lisbon." He said walking away. He turned around and flashed me a smile, bumping into a man on the way. I chuckled quietly and slid the card into my room.

(On the third floor)

Wayne's POV:

Our bodies slammed hard against the wall as we slowly made our way to the bedroom. My hands were on her waist, my lips locked to hers. The smell of violets filled my noise as her hair swept onto my face. I laughed as I tried to unbutton her shirt which seemed near to impossible. Grace chuckled as well as she started to take off my belt. We began to kiss again when Grace's phone rang. At first she ignored it, but then she answered, worried it would be something important.

"Hello?" Grace said a little out of breath.

"Oh hi boss." She said making a face and getting off the bed. I threw myself face down on the bed and screamed into the pillows. Grace came around to my side and hit me playfully while answering Lisbon's questions. I could never catch a break. Every time Grace and I tried to have one night together something always got in the way. I knew coming to meet her family wouldn't give us so many opportunities, but I thought it would be a little more than what we had now. Why couldn't Lisbon have called Cho? Why Grace right when we were finally alone together? I screamed again into the blankets and hit my fist on the bed. Grace grew annoyed and moved into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

The minutes passed slowly, but after ten minutes Grace walked out of the bathroom and sat next to me on the bed.

"What did she want?" I mumbled into the bed. My eyes slowly began to close as I grew wearier.

"She wanted to talk about the case for a little bit." Grace whispered.

I turned and saw her eyes slightly red. She had pulled back her hair into a messy bun, and changed into pajamas. I moved over and patted the side of the bed next to mine. She slid onto it and moved her legs to her stomach, holding herself like a ball.

"You okay?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah, I will be. This case is just so awful."

"I know, but it will be over soon, I promise."

Grace smiled weakly and moved until her lips were on mine.

"Do you mind if we just go to sleep, I'm really tired?"

"Yeah of course, me too." I said. Grace turned to the other side and pulled the blanket on top of her. I pulled her towards me and held her until we both fell asleep.

(On the fourth floor)

Lisbon's POV:

The warm water trickled onto my body and I sighed as I finally got some relaxation. The muscles I had pulled while running began to loosen as I stood and felt the water on my back. I opened the cap of the small shampoo bottle and began washing my hair ferociously. I closed my eyes, not wanting the shampoo to get into my eyes when I heard a knock on the door.

"One second." I said angrily as I turned the water off. I grabbed the hotel towel and wrapped it around me. The shampoo in my hair hadn't all washed away, and little drops of water dripped from my hair and body.

"This better be good." I mumbled as I looked into the peephole. There standing in the hall was Jane making funny faces into the door. I sighed and opened the door so he could only see my face.

"What do you want?" I asked. I could feel little drops of shampoo fall onto my face, and I wiped it off annoyingly.

"Just wanted to talk, couldn't sleep. Do you mind if I come in?" He asked a little too eagerly.

"Well I was in the middle of a shower, so you can wait out here until I finish."

"Anything me lady." Jane said curtsying. I slammed the door shut, but chuckled as I went back to finish my shower.

When I had took my time to finish my shower I opened the door to let Jane inside. He was sitting next to my door with his head in his hands. At first I wasn't sure if he fell asleep, but then he turned and stood as he saw me.

"Now may I come in?" He asked stepping into the room before I could give him a reply.

"Guess so." I mumbled as I opened the mini fridge.

"You want something to drink?" I asked only out of politeness.

"Is there any way to make some tea?"

"No."

"Nothing then."

He walked around the bed a few times, studying the bed side tables and my things that were on it. Then, he walked into the bathroom and picked through drawers, obviously unaware of me.

"You don't mind do you?" He asked lifting up a pair of my underwear.

"Jeez, keep your hands to yourself!" I yelled grabbing my underwear out of his hands. He laughed at my furious face, and went to sit on the foldable couch.

"Would you like to see some television?" Jane said. I looked at him now, but really looked at him. His clothes were crumpled as if he had worn them every day. There were big dark bags under his eyes, which took the attention to all his face. His usual perfect curls were now uneven and too messy than usual. I started to worry, something I never did about Jane.

"Are you okay?" I asked sincerely.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be? Do you want to watch TV or not?"

"Um, I don't mind." I whispered and sat on the bed.

"So, why are you here?" I asked after a ten minute cartoon show had ended.

"Just couldn't sleep." He answered immediately.

"Are you sure?" I asked making a bold move and sitting beside him on the couch. I wondered were this side of me had come from. I'm never this kind or thoughtful to other people, especially Jane. But something about him made me want to wrap my arms around him and tell him everything would be alright.

"Lisbon are you feeling okay? Why so nice all of a sudden?" He inquired.

"I don't know." I said slouching a bit on the couch. The room grew quiet and I felt like something was drawing me closer to him, as if we were magnets being pulled together. I turned my head slightly, only to see his turned as well and staring at me. We didn't move. His hot breathe blew onto my face, and I breathed in his sweet smell. He stared at me like I had never seen him do before. Our heads so close together, if I would just move a little closer-

"Room service." Yelled someone at the door. We both drew in a long breath and moved away from each other as quickly as possible. I stood and almost sprinted to the door, were a man in a hotel uniform stood with an envelope in his hand.

"Teresa Lisbon?" He asked.

"Yes."

"This was delivered to you."

"Thank you." I closed the door and turned back to were Jane paced in the bedroom.

"Who's the letter from?" He asked standing still.

"Doesn't say."

"Well open it."

I ripped open the envelope and took out a small piece of paper.

"What does it say?" Jane asked looking curious.

"Watch your back CBI."