I'm back! Sorry for the delay, but i made up for it cause its a longer chapter! I wrote this one gradually, wasn't really sure wich way to go with it, but i think it turned out ok. Equal parts Nathan and Jisbon! Finally some romance :D Enjoy!

Jane felt a weight press down on his abdomen.

"Paat!...Patrick!" Nathan whispered. Nothing.

"Hey, wake up!" he said a little louder, and when he saw no reaction, he gave him a little shake...Still nothing.

Jane was only half awake, and had heard this, but dismissed it in his sleepy state. "Probably just a dream." he thought. He can't remember the last time he slept so well, so peacefully. There were no nightmares, or smiley faces or taunting serial killers. But there was a certain brown-haired, green-eyed beauty, who shall remain nameless, thatdid invade his dreams. It wasn't anything... sex related...for the most part. It was more of just an overall feeling of happiness. It was... amazing. And he didn't want it to end.

Nathan just sat there, staring at Jane in awe. How could he still be sleeping? Not even so much as a peep. He frowned. He needed a new approach. So, he hopped off of Jane's stomach, onto the floor and took his right arm that had been limply hanging off of the bedside. And with everything he had, he wrapped his little hands around Jane's wrist and pulled. And pulled, and pulled some more. "Geez, he must weigh a thousand pounds!" Nathan thought, after what felt like the umpteenth try.

Jane had been awake since Nathan had begun his new tactic, but he didn't have the heart to tell him so. And if he "woke up" now, all of his effort would have been for nothing...plus, it was really funny to see how determined he was just to get him out bed.

Nathan was getting discouraged, Jane hadn't budged an inch this whole time! But that only made him try harder. He spun around and draped Jane's arm over his little shoulder and tried again.

It was the cutest thing he's ever seen. This little boy, still in his froggy pajamas, trying to pull a man, five times his size, out of bed. Just adorable. He figures he's had his fun and it was time to finally "wake up." So as Nathan gave his last tug, Jane scooped him up with the one arm and brought him over to meet the other so that he was trapped in a bear hug. Nathan giggled as he was being picked up, and Jane thought it was the best sound in the world.

"Someone's feeling better" And from the smile he got as a reply, you would have never guessed how sick he had been the night before.

"I am, but my tummy still kinda hurts." he said. Then, he raised his shirt up to his bellybutton in search of the problem. This made Jane smile. "Did you find anything?"

Nathan looked up at him, wearing a pout. "No." he said, as if all the answers should have been there.

"Here, let me take a look." he offered. Then, with upmost interest, he pretended to examine his tummy and threw in a few nods for good measure.

"Ah ha!" he chimed, with a pointed finger.

"What, what is it?" Nathan asked, afraid that it might be something bad.

"Oh, it's nothing serious, but we should take care of it right away." he said, much to Nathan's relief.

"So what's wrong?"

Jane smiled, "You're very hungry."

His pout came back. "How can you tell?" he was genuinely confused. You can't "see" hungry...can you?

Before Jane could respond, a low growl filled the silence, and It was coming from Nathan's stomach.

"Oh."

They both started to laugh. Of course Jane hadn't actually seen his hunger, But judging from the fact that he skipped dinner, and brought up his lunch the night before, being hungry only made sense.

"So what do you want for breakfast?" he asked.

Then a third voice spoke out."French Toast." she mumbled, and snuggled deeper into her pillow. Lisbon had woken up to the sound of quiet giggling and conversation, a sound she could defiantly get used to. Too tired to speak up, due to her very late night, she settled for simply listening. But when the topic of food was brought up, she just had to voice her opinion.

Jane didn't forget that she was there, how could he? But it was only then that he realized how close they actually were. He turned his head and let out a light chuckle.

There she was, eyes closed, hair in a mess, holding her pillow tightly hostage.

She slowly opened her eyes as a pair of big green ones came into focus. Nathan had climbed over Jane and was now laying between him and Lisbon.

" Hey Tess!"

"Hi honey, how you feeling?" she asked as she brought a hand up to rest on his cheek.

"Good, but i think i'm hungry." he said, his tummy ache not forgotten.

"Oh, me too. So, french toast?" she suggested again.

"I love french toast!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around to ensure Jane's approval. And sure enough, he was already smiling.

"French toast it is!" and as he started to get up to make his way into the kitchen, he was interrupted.

"Hang on, I just gotta use the washroom first." Nathan announced, now very aware of his full bladder. Then he crawled over Jane once again, hopped off the bed, and ran out the door.

"Do you remember where it -" but she was cut off but the sound of the bathroom door shutting closed. Of course he remembered, after what he went through last night, the location of the bathroom was not something he would be forgetting anytime soon.

And then there were two.

Jane stared back at Lisbon with what could only be described as adoration. She looked so cute in her sleepy state, but more than that, she looked...hot. He broke the comfortable silence.

"Hi."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Hi."

"How did you sleep?"

"Good, but i'm still really tired." She said rubbing her eyes.

"I can help with that." He said, getting slightly closer.

"Really?" she said, eyebrow raised.

"Mmhm" was the last thing he mumbled before he closed the small gap between them. He kissed her slowly but passionately, and it took only a moment for her to respond. His hand tangled in her hair, as hers wrapped around his neck. He traced his tung over her bottom lip and she granted him access to deepen the kiss. And when they broke apart, they stayed close.

"What are you doing?" She whispered. She shook her head, that did not just happen.

"Waking you up." he whispered back, as if it were completely obvious. "What did you think i meant when i said i could help?"

"I thought you meant you were going to make me a coffee! But hey, this works too." She said sarcastically. Although, she wasn't lying, that did wake her up.

Jane laughed, "Potato, Potawto." he said. As if a mini make out session and coffee were one in the same.

Lisbon shook her head, why was he so nonchalant about this?

"Ok look. For your sake, i'm going to pretend this never happened." she stated, with the slightest hint of a smile betraying her proposition.

Jane raised both eyebrows as if taunting "oh yea?" and before she could protest, captured her lips once again. This time she responded without hesitation. She hated herself for being so weak to his charm, but all thought was totally wiped away when he depend the kiss.

He was on top of her now. Damn she was good at this. Did she have any idea what she did to him? When her hands moved to his hair, his lips moved to her neck as he found her sweet spot and returned the favor. He bit her lightly and she, much to his approval, let out a soft moan. Teasing her jawline, dropping barley-there kisses, he slowly made his was back up to her lips.

Damn he was good at this. He was driving her crazy. Great, he had completely ruined all other men for her in the span of 4 seconds. She felt his hand at the hem of her shirt when they heard the toilet flush. Crap.

They reluctantly broke apart once more. Staring into each other's eyes. And again, Jane interrupted the silence. Although this time she was grateful for it.

"So...did that happen?"

She seemed to think about it for half a second. "Nope."

He smiled at her. He wouldn't have it any other way. And despite her answer, she smiled too. They turned their attention to the door as Nathan walked in. He just stood there staring at them as he bounced on the balls of his toes. His mother had always taught him to be patient but he couldn't take it any longer.

"Well?" he asked. They glanced at each other and back at him. Had they completely forgotten the plan? he sighed.

"Are we gonna make French Toast or not?" his hands flew up awaiting a reply.

Jane let out a small sigh of relief, as a small smirk graced his lips. Ok, so Nathan hadn't suspected anything.

"Yes, definitely!" he responded, now also feeling very hungry.

"Good, cause my stomach was making some pretty weird noises back there, and if i don't eat soon, i think it might explode." he state with a serious tone.

Lisbon laughed as they both climbed out of bed. Jane picked Nathan up and maneuvered him over his shoulders piggyback style, much to his delight and continued out of the room.

"Hey Tess, it's a good thing you don't sleep like Pat does or we'd never get you up!"

Jane saw Lisbon's cheeks tinge a light pink. "Nah, I found a way." he said, in his familiar cheeky tone.

"What did ya do?"

"I ki-" But lisbon cut him off with a slap upside the head.

How someone could put so much strength into one hand was beyond him, but she did it, and damn did it hurt. He considered himself lucky and kept his mouth shut.

"Ah...Nothing."

Nathan just shrugged. Sometimes Grownups were so weird.

This was my favorite chapter to write so far. It took long but it was worth it. In the next chapter, Lisbon gets a call that's sure to make the rest of the day...interesting. lol u'll see. I hoped you liked it, Please revieww! :)