"Jeff?" she called from the kitchen, as she took her jacket off and placed it on the hook by the door. "Jeff?"

"I'm upstairs. I'll be down in a minute." he yelled from the bedroom.

She looked around the house, examining the pictures on the wall and smiling at the two brothers as kids. She could see the closeness they shared, even as kids.

She found a family portrait with the two along with their father and a woman. She retrieved it from the wall and studied it as Jeff came by her side.

"That my mother." Jeff whispered.

"What happened to her?" Janine asked, placing the picture back before looking at Jeff.

"She died when I was little. She had cancer." Jeff replied, looking past her for a moment.

"I'm sorry." she said, squeezing his shoulder.

"It was a long time ago and I barely remember her. Matt remembers more of her, but I was little." Jeff said, shaking his head and shrugging.

"So, how are you feeling?" she asked, changing the subject.

"Well, I took the two aspirin and it seemed to help some. I've been kind of moody today, but I know that comes with the territory, right?"

"Yeah, that's all part of it. So, did your brother leave?"

"Yeah, about 5 minutes ago. He said you'd be checking up on me for the next couple days while he's gone?"

"Yeah, if that's alright? I just didn't want you to be alone if you went through another episode like last night."

"I'd really appreciate that." he said, stepping towards her slowly.

She drew a breath in, feeling it get lost in her throat. She stared at Jeff as he inched closer and closer towards her before cupping her face in his hands. He cocked his head to the side and smiled at her. She felt her knees going weak and the world stopped moving in that moment.

She felt him lean in, his warm breath hitting her neck, sending chills up and down her spine. She closed her eyes before his lips touched hers gently. She let herself go, finding her arms snake around his neck as his hands grabbed her hips gently, pulling her flush against him.

He bit her bottom lip gently before she stopped and pulled away from him. He looked at her, confused as she stepped backwards.

"You...we can't..." she stammered on her words.

"Why not, Janine?" he asked.

"Because, Jeff, this isn't right! I'm you're councilor!" she exclaimed.

"I know this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Who knows where I would be or if I'd even be alive!" Jeff responded.

"Jeff, I have a job to do and I owe...."

"I know, you do, but what about what you owe to yourself?" he asked, making her stop to think for a moment.

"It doesn't matter...." she said turning.

"It does matter." he said, grabbing her waist and turning her around, their eyes locking again.

"Jeff, we can't." she said again, pulling away.

"I don't give a shit if it's right or wrong. Am I suppose to just turn the switch off and not care for you anymore?" he asked.

"Jeff, I just don't know what to do about this. I mean, that... what just happened, it was a mistake."

"Neither do I, but I know running away from it isn't solving anything. We've been giving each other hints and smiling and... and touching. Janine, don't sit there and tell me for one second it was a mistake. You know that's a lie." he responded.

"Jeff, it was a mistake. We can't do this, no matter how much you want it."

"It's not just me." he battled back.

"Who said I...."

"Tell me you don't want it. Tell me you didn't want me to kiss you... that you haven't wanted me to kiss you for a long time." Jeff said, stepping closer to her. "If that's the case, you wouldn't have fallen asleep beside me last night. You would have gone over to the couch."

"How do you know what I want?" she snapped back.

"Janine, I'm just going by what you teach in class. Don't run from your problems, face them. Rule number one in sobriety, right? You also told us that we can apply that to our lives and in every decision." he said softly.

"Yeah, I did say that but..."

"Then stop running." he said, grabbing her hand.

"I'm not...." she said, stammering on her words again.

"You're not?" he said, grabbing her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Rule two: don't lie. Accept the changes and adjust your life accordingly." he said smiling.

"Don't try and use my words against me, Hardy." she snapped.

"I'm not. I'm just trying to get you to admit the truth." he said, smirking at her.

"It's not...."

"If it's not, why didn't you push me away sooner? Why didn't you slap the shit out of me? Why did you sleep in the same bed as me?" he said, raising his voice slightly, as he released her hand and began pacing.

She looked at him, stunned at his voice. They had gotten along ever since he had admitted to her he wanted to become clean and the minute she had the opportunity to come clean, she couldn't.

"No answer." he retorted. "That's just great Janine because I have been up front, open and honest with you from the start. Even when I was on the shit, I was honest about it and now, everything you have said in the meetings and to me, it's all a lie, right?"

"No..."

"Then why can't you just admit to me that there's something there. There's something here?" he asked, his voice softening.

She glared at him a minute before turning her back on him, lost in thought. Jeff sighed and threw his hands in the air as he walked towards the patio door. She turned back around and watched him walk out. The thunder clapped loudly as he slammed the door behind him. She sighed and opened the door as he stood in the rain, his back towards her.

"Jeff!" she yelled as he turned. She ran down the steps and stopped inches from him.

"What?" he demanded.

"I'm...I'm falling for you!" she blurted out before claiming his lips.

The two continued to kiss as the rain poured, soaking their bodies with water. He clung onto her, as he deepened the kiss and heard her moan against his lips. As they parted, her rested his forehead against hers and smiled. He stroked her wet hair from her face as he kissed her lightly once more.

"That's all I wanted to hear." he said, closing his eyes.