The response I got from Hot?certainly was astronomical and you know I like to satisfy a crowd so I did a followup, and if you like this one just as much as the other, I think a series is on the cards :') tell me what you think, I did do it however at 3am in the morning, the inspiration kind of came from the unpredictable English weather I love so dearly. Please Review(:

Cold? Definitely

Patrick Jane was cold, not the blooded killer, cold, but the, 'Oh dear lord I know what those poor homeless Eskimos feel like'. The CBI Building. Not exactly on par with the Ministry of Defence, but Jane had liked to believe that a failing heating system was just part of it's charm, However, he was known to be wrong, and in this situation was, he didn't care if a gold trophy for 'Charm' was given to the damn building, what he did care about however was dyeing from pneumonia. The frost was sticking to the windows like a self-destructing bag of flour, and Jane never did like those.

Earlier Jane had draped himself in a curtain he had stolen from one of Minelli's office windows, the discussion about that hadn't been pleasant but what the hell, for at least 6 minutes he wasn't entirely warm. Jane took a moment to revel in the memory of being able to feel his legs again. He was now laid on his sofa, clinging to its sides like a starving man to a lone sausage. If only, he wished, his sofa wasn't leather, after all the shrill squeak he had let out this morning when he sat on it with his already chilled body, had made Lisbon let out a shivered laugh.

Ah Lisbon, the hot kiss they had shared the month previous was one she had tried to ignore. Jane couldn't however, his thoughts drifted back and he smiled, though this time not at the kiss but more at the memory of his skin burning from heat. Good times, good times.

Rigsby had spent an hour of the morning trying to convince everyone he was breathing out puffs of cold air. Even to the point where he went to Cho's face, took a large breath, and exhaled straight into Cho's eyes. Cho had slapped him. It was literally. Hilarious.

Cho had been pretty calm, even when he slapped Rigsby his face didn't change expression. He was sitting in his chair wearing both his and Rigsby Kevlar vests trying to reheat his heart.

Grace had finished her paperwork in less than 20 minutes and headed for the elevator, 4 hours later and she still hadn't returned. Jane took a minute to hope she wasn't dead.

Lisbon was another story, she had tried to maintain a cool exterior, pretending the cold wasn't getting to her when really Jane knew that every time she went to the copy room, she was rubbing up against the machine and pressing her cheek to it's warm working frame. Just thinking about Lisbon, Jane had an idea about how he could manage to melt the layer of ice on his skin off. Standing up, Jane found he was still in a sitting position and counted to three in his head before standing upright. Letting out a groan of pain and a "Ooooh" at the pleasure of his bones rubbing against eachother, heating for a brief moment, then it was back to the groan of pain.

Making his way to Lisbon's office, Jane couldn't help but stare at his feet, he had made a point of tucking his trousers into his socks, to maintain warmth but noted that really it just made him look like an overdressed and ruggedly handsome gangsta who wore dress shoes. Walking past Rigsby who was currently pressing the bulb from his desk lamp to his face, Jane could see Lisbon through the blinds into her office, she had post it notes stuck to her hands and was slowly dipping them into her coffee, the way peoples minds work he thought, catching his sock covered trousers again, and the way he had his vest back to front (radiating the warmth he had claimed, when really he just wanted to put some sunglasses on the back of his head and walk backwards like back to back Siamese twins).

He didn't bother to knock, firstly, because he never did, and secondly because he couldn't move his hand. Walking in Jane nearly jumped at what he saw, Lisbon had covered her face in her hair, and if it wasn't cute it was damn freaky. Spitting out some hair from the front of her mouth but still not moving the rest, Lisbon spoke.

"What do you want J-Jane?"

"I had an idea about how to radiate warmth but if your too busy dyeing, I can come back later, though I fear you may have frozen so my apologies if I don't bother"

Lisbon quickly blew all the hair from her face in one exhale, and Jane noted how cute it looked ruffled.

"Radiate warmth? I don't care what your idea is Jane I just need to get warm!" she stood up quickly and Jane stepped back at how wide her eyes had gotten. Her hands came down hard on the table and if he wasn't scared he would have most likely been aroused.

"I don't care if we strip naked and tussle on the floor, as long as I can feel my face, im practically riveted" Jane raised an eyebrow, now he was aroused. Lisbon however, was still heavily panting and wide eyed.

"I think we could just forget about my idea and go with your-"

"Jane!"

"Okay woman. I'll tell you my idea, at first it was to build an iglu out of desk chairs and post it notes but that quickly turned sour because Rigsby wouldn't move ad I couldn't lift him, so I came up with another." Lisbon smirked and raised her eyebrows as her stomach went warm at the funny little man in front of her.

"What's the master plan Q?" Jane sheepishly smiled and edged around the desk, Lisbon turned with every move he made until they were directly facing eachother. She turned her head in question and he lowered his. Moving forward he wrapped his arms around her waist gently and moved his hands under her shirt. He pressed the palms of his hands flush to the skin of her back, and Lisbon felt the skin under his hands warm immediately. She went along with his plan hesitantly tucking her hands underneath his waistcoat and pressing her hands flat like his. Her cheek met his chest and the burning sensation she felt made her lean further into him. His face came to lay in her hair, subconsciously smelling it before closing his eyes, both of them revelling in the warmth.

Jane knew, just like the Heatwave incident that everything that had gone on in her office today wouldn't be mentioned again, and he couldn't help but wonder, when there would be another weather situation that they could mention.

That is kind of a hint at a sequel but I wanted to make sure that you want me to continue, my sense of humour kind of shows a lot through this fic, so I didn't really think anyone at all would get it, so im so glad you like Hot? Certainly and I hope you like this followup chapter :') review and tell me, I like to hear about what makes you laugh

Love&Peace, Charlie3