Authors Note: Its been a really, really long time sine I've updated this. I wanted a bit more, but this is what we've got. I might do more, but this seemed to be a good place to stop. I'm working on the next chapter now. SO hopefully there will be am update sooner rather than latter. Thanks for the people who reviewed this story for me, keeps me thinking.

Unexpected Chapter 5

The restaurant was small, out of the way, and dark. Quiet too, though there was music playing in the background. Piano and strings. A tune she couldn't place, though she thought she'd heard it before. But that wasn't the important part. What was important was that she was with Jane and they were eating and she loved it. And they weren't talking, but that was ok because they were just enjoying each other's company.

For the first time almost she was happy that she'd called it off with Rigsby. That neither of them had ended up quitting the team. It still stung a little that he'd not thought her important enough to change teams, but that was ok. She'd not wanted him to. If she was honest with herself she was glad of the reason to break it off with him.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Jane's voice cut into her solitary thoughts and she smiled.

"I was just thinking about Rigsby." She was smiling, a playful smile, but at the crushed looked that passed briefly over Jane's face she explained. "Even though it hurt, breaking things off with him, it was still nice to know that I was the one breaking it off. That I was the one telling him that I'd rather have my career than him. And I've been freer in the past weeks, months, than I ever was when I was with him."

"It's showed."

"What has?"

"Your freedom. It made it harder for me to stay away, harder not to want to be with you, harder to sit in Lisbon's office confiding in her and not you."

"I've missed this." Grace said, gesturing to the restaurant around them. This is a place they had been to before. The food was a fusion of old fashioned comfort food and modern tastes and techniques. It reminded her of home, but not in a way that made her sad. And it reminded her of Jane.

"I've missed you. It was hard watching you with him. Especially after I knew you were so unhappy with him. I wanted to comfort you that night. I saw you in the elevator crying, but I couldn't trust myself not to be happy."

"Lisbon didn't really know what to do. I wish you'd have come." They sat in silence again, eating. It was a comfortable silence and she reveled in it. How long had it been since she'd been able to just eat a meal with another person without having to talk.

"She's worried about you." Jane said, looking at Grace.

"What?" She was confused.

"Lisbon is worried about you. She can tell that you've not quite been yourself this past little bit. She's tried asking me if I know what's been bothering you, but it didn't feel right telling her."

"She could ask me."

"But would you tell her?"

"No, I don't think I would."

"And she knows that. She knows that as much as she'd like to be a friend, she's little more than a boss to you."

"What have you guys talked about on the long nights you spend together at the office?" She knew he was right when he'd said that she was jealous before. She'd been yearning for the closeness that it looked likely they shared.

"Life. I just needed someone, like I said. And I didn't feel right asking you."

"I want you to know that you can come to me. No matter what. I've missed you. Missed being with you. Even just as a friend."

Jane smiled at her, a disarming, charming smile. "I've missed you too."