Road Trip:

Jess curled up in a blanket on the patio chair out on the balcony of Don's place with a glass of wine in her hand and just stared out at the city lights shining brightly.

"Penny for your thoughts," Don interrupted her silent internal struggle as he joined her on the balcony. He leaned against the railing and faced her.

"I screwed up," Jess admitted. "Agreeing to do the operation with Stella behind everyone's back was stupid."

"I've been telling you that for weeks," Don joked taking a sip of his beer.

"Don, I'm not in the mood for 'I told you so'," Jess stated.

Don walked over to her, "I'm just saying it was stupid…"

"Don!" Jess yelled butting in. "A little support."

"The plan was idiotic; Stella and you were stupid going into this without backup. It was stupid to disregard Mac's orders. Stella and you could have been killed on this thing or been suspended," Don ranted.

"Thanks," Jess rolled her eyes. "I don't need any more judgment tonight. I've got it all day from Dad, Mac, O'Bryan and everyone else in the bullpen: I was kind of hoping my boyfriend would be the one person that didn't judge me."

"I'm sorry," Don said, "but this operation…."

"Was stupid…yeah, I got that," Jess raised her voice a little. "But it was also the right thing to do. Yeah, I crossed the line for Stell but you've crossed it for Danny so don't judge me."

"Whoa!" Don stated. "The Ricki thing was different."

"Not from where I'm sitting. You put your ass on the line for a friend and that's what I did. I don't see any difference."

"Why are you so defensive?" Don questioned. "You said five minutes ago you thought the operation was stupid and you screwed up."

"Yeah, but you weren't suppose to agree with me," Jess declared.

"Maybe I'm being a little judgmental," Don admitted. "Because Kolovos had Stella's home address on him. I spent the day fearing if he hadn't died first he would have come after Stell or you. If he could get Stell's address then he could have gotten yours."

"I can take care of myself," Jess said. "But thanks for worrying about me."

"It wasn't completely stupid you know," Don divulged. "And I probably would have done the same."

"No you wouldn't have," Jess laughed. "But you would have found your own way to help her out. Don, understand…Diakos attacked her, killed two men that we know about, and was part of a smuggling ring. We had to do something to get this guy."

"I know," Don said. "So how many more days do you have off?"

"Four," Jess answered.

"Going back to Jersey for the rest of the Angell reunion?" Don smirked.

"No, freaking way," Jess replied. "Dad and those brothers of mine bullied me into telling them why I was leaving early. The look I got from my dad reminded me of the time I was seventeen and he caught me with Sam Jenkins in my room. The anger I can deal with, it's the disappointment look that gets me."

"The same look I've been giving you," Don said.

Jess nodded, "Not exactly the same but very similar."

Don approached her and leaned in for a kiss. "I am sorry," he said against her lips.

"Me too," Jess said breathing him in.

Don reached for her hand and pulled her out of the chair leading her inside. "Are you going to just cut your vacation short?" he asked continuing the way to his bedroom.

"I would," Jess replied. "Except O'Bryan suggested not so nicely that I stay on vacation and, when I started to protest, he nicely told me that he needed the time to calm down and he didn't want to see my face in the precinct. So I'm staying on vacation so I don't get suspended."

"Makes sense," Don laughed turning and grabbing her around the waist and, spinning her, he threw her onto the bed.

"I have an idea," Jess smiled as Don pulled his shirt of and climbed on top of her.

"What's that?" he asked starting to kiss her neck.

"You should go on vacation too," Jess smiled, "with me."

"And where would we go?" Don asked. "Or is your idea for us to stay here just like this."

"Oooo…here would be fun," Jess smirked. "But no. We should go away. My family has a vacation home in Cape Cod."

"Okay," Don agreed.

"That was easy. I thought it would take the entire night to convince you," Jess grinned.

"To go away with you?" Don asked.

"To take time off work," Jess corrected.

"Beach, you, oh and the yellow bikini…takes no convincing," Don laughed finding her lips once more.

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The beams of sun began to shine through the clouds as Don pulled the car onto the interstate. Don glanced over at Jess in the passenger's seat: she looked beautiful leaning against the seat with the window rolled down letting the cool May wind blow across her face. "You know I have air conditioning…if you're hot," Don stated.

"I like the feel of the wind on my face," Jess replied turning her head to face him. "Reminds me of when I used to come up here as a kid."

"In a time when there was no air conditioning," Don smirked.

"Or DS or DVD players in the vehicle." Jess laughed, "Mom and Dad would pile us five kids into the station wagon every Memorial Day weekend and we would come up here. Oh wouldn't we fight; the boys tortured me. Then my father would yell, 'If you children don't knock it off, I'm turning this car around.' My mom would start a game of license plates or I Spy. Sometimes she would just start singing whatever was on the radio and wouldn't stop until we all sang with her."

"Sounds like you have great memories of this place," Don said.

"I do," Jess smiled. "Even after my mom died…that Memorial weekend my dad piled us into the station wagon…he was determined to create memories for us. The first year was weird but it got better. To this day, my brothers and I try to come up Memorial weekend."

"Labor Day weekend," Don said out of the blue confusing Jess.

"What?" she asked.

"Was our weekend. After my mom walked out on us, my old man tried to make things normal and give us memories. So Dad would get it off and pile Kevin, Sam, and me into the car and drive up to the coast. Kevin would weasel his way into the front seat even through I'm older. He used to made the excuse he got car sick on long car drives…he doesn't. Leaving Sam and I in the back seat with one walkman between us…I was forced to share with her; it was mine and she broke hers. But we would sit there in the scorching heat, stuck to the vinyl seats, one earphone each and we would sing this one song 'Red Rain' over and over again until Dad yelled," Don told her letting Jess in a little bit more. Jess knew his mom walked out leaving Don Sr. to raise three children under the age of six on his own, but Don didn't talk about it.

"That's a great song," Jess smiled brining her hand to rest on top of the hand he had on the gear shift.

"You brought the yellow bikini right?" Don asked flashing her that famous grin and turning a serious moment into a funny one.

"I did," Jess laughed. "But it is going to be too cold."

"I didn't say anything about going outside," Don smirked at her.

Shivers shot through her entire body at the thought of what they would spend the weekend doing. An evil grin spread across her face as an idea formed…Jess was going to get a start on things. She removed her hand from where it rested and let her fingers every so lightly brush against his jean zipper. "Jess," Don said, "what are you doing?"

"It's a long drive, Donnie," she said in a husky voice. "I'm entertaining myself." With that she ran her palm across the same area.

"No, this is a great way to cause a fiery car crash," Don replied feeling the effect of her light touch in his pants.

"Relax," Jess smiled unbuckling her seat belt. "You pay attention to the road while I take advantage of you."

Her middle and ring finger danced down from his belt to his zipper with a torturous, slow pace she brought his zipper down. She reached in and grabbed his johnson and gave it squeeze. "Holy Fuck! Jess," Don cried trying to keep his focus on the road.

Jess's giggles filled the car. She removed her hand from him and returned to his belt. She twisted herself in the seat so she would have better access and began to unclip his belt followed by the button of his jeans. Her hand slipped under the cloth of his boxers. Jess could feel him quiver under her touch and she noticed how tightly he gripped the wheel. Her fingers circled around his sac clutching it. "Fiery car crash," Don stumbled it out.

"Maybe, but you'll have a smile on your face," she whispered into his ear causing an involuntarily reaction to her touch and words.

"Self absorbed much," he laughed forcing out the words.

Jess smirked…her fingertips roamed up his shaft; without warning her grip tightened around him and she began to move back and forth, up and down. As her hand pleasured him, she watched the expression on his face. Without a doubt, she had him turned on and there would be no more objections. Her hand glided backwards, she lightly brushed her fingers against his balls once more before pulling her hand out of his boxers altogether.

"Don't stop," Don moaned.

Jess beamed, "What happened to worrying about a fiery car crash?"

"We Flacks can multitask," Don chuckled.

Jess giggled again moving her hand to the fly of his boxers and sliding him out exposing his erection to the cool air. Jess flashed him her hungry look and then her lips touched him. "Oh," Don groaned gripping the wheel so tight his hands were turning white. Placing one palm on the tray in the middle of the seats for support and the other held onto his hard cock. Jess began to lick around the tip of his hardness while her hand changed positions; grasping his sacs once more, she squeezed again her delicate fingertips began to roll them around in her hand. "mmm," Don moaned. Jess opened her mouth wider taking his complete length inside of her. Up and down she moved;, reaching his tip, she slipped him out and let her tongue lick and flick his head. "Jessica!" Don yelled as she lightly nibbled him between her teeth. Jess pushed her mouth over him again, gliding down, feeling his head touch her throat; then she glided back up.

One of Don's hands left the steering wheel to rest on her head. He gently applied pressure saying without words to suck harder which Jess knew to mean he was nearing his climax. Jess listened to his request and engulfed his member picking up her pace. "Oh, Jesus! Yes!" Don shouted as his liquid shot into her mouth. Jess continued to take him in her mouth and continued to lick him up getting to taste all the sweetness he gave her.

Jess removed her lips from his member and slid it back into his boxers. She lifted her head so their eyes could meet. The smile on his face told her: she would pay for this at a later point. She opened her mouth to make a witty remark when they heard the sirens.

"You didn't speed," Jess stated.

"You don't have a seat belt on," Don replied pulling off onto the shoulder of the road.

Jess gave him an I'm sorry look. "If we get hauled off to jail," Don teased. "It was worth it."