A/N: So I heard today's song on the radio the day after Thanksgiving, and immediately fell in love with it, and thought Jassandra. Of course, after I bought the song I found out it was Big Time Rush, but I don't even care, because its like the cutest thing ever. I've been waiting to write this one for a long long time. So, here it is. The big one.

Chapter 18: Blame it On the Mistletoe

Jake was finishing up some work in the annex when Cassandra walked in dressed in a red button down coat and a white knitted hat.

"Oh hey" he said. "You heading out?"

"Yeah. I'm all done for tonight, and there's some hot chocolate and Netflix waiting for me back home" she laughed.

Jake chuckled and hesitated then looked up suddenly from his papers.

"Hey" he said. "I was just about finishing up here. You wanna walk out together?"

"Okay!" Cassandra exclaimed, smiling.

"Great. Let me get my coat"

Five minutes later, Jake was back in the annex, where Cassandra was waiting patiently, leaning against the main table.

"Ready to go?" she asked.

"Yeah"

Cassandra walked away from the table and fell silently in step next to him.

"Find any good research tonight?" Jake asked, attempting to break the tension.

"Nothing all that new" Cassie replied. "You?"

"Nope"

They continued to walk together, not saying much more. They looked around at the shelves and artifacts surrounding them, avoiding each other's gaze. Each one of them held a secret, a revelation they'd each discovered not three days ago. Neither knew the other was thinking the same things.

"I was really happy with what I got Jenkins yesterday" Cassandra said. "I think he's gonna love it. Thanks for helping me pick it"

"No problem" Jake's hand reached to the back of his head, rubbing his neck back and forth. "Thanks for helping me pick Flynn's gift"

"Sure"

The awkward situation only grew more so when they approached the nearest doorway. Not thinking to change their positioning first, they tried to walk through side by side, practically touching.

They laughed awkwardly and tried to side step each other again and again, every time only succeeding in bumping into each other. They stopped to laugh again after a few tries, now face to face in the narrow frame.

Jake froze. He'd been forced to look right into Cassandra's eyes, those beautiful blue eyes that brought him home. He'd been forced to focus on her smile, her bouncy curls, every little aspect of her beauty. Balanced on the edge of a cliff, falling was inevitable, and the temptation to leap forward was almost too great to ignore.

"What's that?" he heard Cassandra whisper. She was staring at the beam above them. He looked up and saw it.

"That's mistletoe" he answered, his voice quieting just as quickly as hers had.

"That wasn't there a minute ago"

"Are you sure?"

"Very"

Cassandra wasn't sure how to read the way Jake was looking at her now. He hadn't broken his gaze on her since the mistletoe had appeared. Not to say that she hadn't done the same. Staring at him in that moment was like staring at her dreams. What was she doing? The opportunity had materialized right before her; why hadn't she moved?

"I guess we should uh..." he started.

"Yeah" she whispered, not sure what she was agreeing too.

Suddenly, she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at her questioningly.

"You know the rules" was her only response.

The moment was over, they kissed, technically, and yet neither of them had moved from the spot. It was like they were glued to the spot: held back by everything they'd always thought, but never said.

"How long are we just gonna stand her Cassie?" Jake finally asked.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean" he explained. He moved in closer to her. "That I think we've learned by now, that when the Library does something" He nodded towards the mistletoe. "It's for a reason"

Cassandra's heart was racing. This was the moment. She couldn't breathe? This must be what love felt like: butterflies racing through her stomach, the loss of ability to breathe. This must be it, because Jacob Stone was standing right there in front of her. Jacob Stone was stepping in closer. He was grabbing her waist. Then all at once, Jacob Stone was kissing her.

Her eyes shut immediately. Now she knew what her synesthesia associated with kissing. Sure she'd been kissed before, but never like this. Never did it make here senses reel. She heard music; she was warm; she saw bright pinks.

Jake stepped off the cliff, but the fall was not scary like he'd anticipated. No, he wasn't falling. He was flying. The air whipped around him, made his heartbeat accelerate, took his breath away. No matter what was coming when he landed though, the way down was beautiful. It was the most amazing sensation he'd ever experienced.

Then, just as quickly as it had begun, it was over. They were back on the ground. Whether they'd safely landed, or crashed in a tragic heap, neither one of them knew. Cassandra made the first move: a smile. Jake smiled back.

There was silence again, but it was a new kind of silence. It was silence of satisfaction. Finally, they found the way out of the door frame and walked side by side again, though this time, they really did touch.

A/N: Victory! I again apologize for the Jassandra overload. I had a bunch of centrics in a row planned, not knowing that I was going to fall into writing them in the full team ones before hand. But anyway, hope you enjoyed it today. I'm proud of this one. Until tomorrow LITs!