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This moment occurs after season 5 episode 7:Dead Inside

Jess walked into her apartment dazed and confused: what did the kiss mean? Jess grabbed the cordless off the charger where it rested and made her way to the couch letting herself crash onto it; she dialed her best friend, Abby…she needed girl talk even if it was close to midnight on a school night.

"Jess, I'm going to hurt you," Abby's drowsy voice came though the line.

"Love you too," Jess teased, "I know it's late and I'm sorry but I need girl time…so wake up."

"Okay, okay," Abby sighed. "I'm awake. This better be good…I have my normal sixteen five year olds plus three parent conferences tomorrow."

Jess smiled into the phone and proceeded to tell her the events of the last two days starting with Jess almost arresting Sam and ending with the kiss; which had sent her into panic mode.

"This is the co-worker you have the hots for, right?" Abby questioned making sure she had all the details right.

"I do not have the hots for Flack," Jess denied. "He's just…."

"He has come up in all our recent conversations," Abby cut in. "You two have movie nights together. You blew Tasha and me off two weeks ago because he came over with pizza," she went on to point out.

"Shit, I forgot how much I tell you," Jess laughed. "So opinions?"

"Maybe he was just emotional over everything with his sister and he was thanking you for being a friend."

"Yeah, that makes sense," Jess said.

"Or," Abby added. "It was meant as a real kiss. The two of you have been flirting with each other forever. The tension had to give away sooner or later."

"I'm confused," Jess whined.

"What does it matter?" Abby asked. "Would you do anything about this? He's a co-worker. I know you, professional and all that crap. No way are you going to cross that line."

Jess thought for a second about what Abby said: she was right. Whatever Don meant with the kiss, she couldn't pursue this. He outranked her and her career was her number one priority. No matter how much she would love to make a move on Flack, she couldn't jeopardize her spot in homicide. "Jess, where did you go?" Abby said into the phone when she didn't get a response.

Before Jess could speak, a knock came at her apartment door. "There's someone at the door," Jess replied. "Hold on."

"Who could be knocking on your door at this hour?" Abby asked. Jess made her way over to the door and looked through the peephole to see who was on the other side. "Ahh, Abs, I got to go…call you tomorrow." Jess hit the end button, not giving Abby a chance to reply. Jess opened the door to reveal Don. "Flack," Jess smiled despite herself.

"Hey," Flack said not really sure what to say or why he had showed up to her place; he just ended up walking here.

"Hey," Jess repeated.

They stood there for a moment in awkward silence. Don ran his hand down the back of his hair something he did when he was nervous. "Sorry, I'm being rude," Jess laughed uneasily. "Why don't you come in?" she moved aside letting Don into her apartment. Don smiled, following her into the kitchen. He loved her place; something about it was homey and cozy plus he felt comfortable here. "Want anything?" Jess asked interrupting his thoughts. "I have cold pizza."

"Thanks, but I'm fine," Don replied.

"Is everything okay?" Jess asked. "Something happen with Sam?"

"Nah," Don said. "I couldn't confront her." He leaned against the kitchen counter, "I figured I would walk back to her place and we could talk but I chickened out and ended up walking here."

"Good thing you didn't," Jess declared, "Sam would be pissed if she knew you followed her tonight. I know it's hard, but you're going have to let her come to you."

"How did this happen?" Don sighed. "How the hell did we screw my little sister up so much? She's an alcoholic."

"You did not screw her up," Jess reassured. "None of this is your fault."

Don simply shrugged and Jess could see the sadness in his big blues. "I'm sorry Jess." He said, "I shouldn't be putting my family problems on you."

Jess bridged the gap between them and looked him straight in the eyes. "That's what friends are for. I'm here."

"Thanks," Don said.

"Seriously, you have to stop thanking me," Jess declared.

Don blushed and took a step forward towards Jess. "Oh yeah, about that…" he started to stumble; he needed to explain to her the meaning behind the kiss. Don wanted Jess to know the kiss had nothing to do with Samantha. He just finally found the nerve to make a move on her, something he had wanted to do for months, but Jess interrupted before he had the chance, "You don't need to explain."

"I don't?" Don questioned.

"I get it. Nothing was meant by it: we're friends," Jess said.

"No, I do," Don insisted. "Trust me, I do." There had always been an invisible line set up by both of them. They would tip toe near the edge of it now and then, but tonight he was asking her to cross it.

Don leaned towards Jess; his lips came so close to hers she could feel his breathe. Unfortunately for Jess, her brain wouldn't shut up and she pulled back. "Crap!" she cursed.

Don backed off and gave her a weird expression, "Not exactly the reaction I was looking for."

"You outrank me," Jess quickly explained. "I'm a female who's still trying to prove herself…."

"It's okay, Jess," Don cut in. "For the record, you have proven yourself, but I get where you're coming from." And he did.

Don started to make his way to the door. "Don," Jess called after him. He stopped and turned to face her. "Let's not let any of this change anything…I'm still your friend. It's late and you have to be emotionally drained. Why don't you crash on the couch?" Jess could tell he was hesitant about the idea, "Come on: it wouldn't be the first time. Plus we can finish our Star Wars marathon; you fell asleep on me last time."

"No, you fell asleep on me," Don chuckled. "Sounds great, Jess."

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Jess lay curled up on the couch, trying to keep her eyes open long enough to finish watching Return of the Jedi but she was failing. Don sat in her armchair. He usually would have been cuddled on the couch with her but distance seemed like a good idea tonight. However, every ten minutes or so he would peel his eyes from the TV and take a secret peek at her. Don slid out of the chair and took a couple of steps towards Jess; her eyes were closed so he wrapped one arm around her legs and the other under her upper body. Lifting her into his arms, he headed into her bedroom. Gently, Don lowered her onto her bed. He took a hold of the throw that was folded neatly at the edge of her bed and covered her up. He lightly brushed her bangs out of her eyes and gave her a peck on the cheek before turning to leave her alone.

The simple touch sent shockwaves through Jess's entire body: What was she doing? Jess thought...here was this incredible guy who was funny, charming, sweet, and hot. And he got her. Don understood her like no man ever did. Jess reached out and grabbed his wrist effectively stopping him from leaving.

Don twirled his head around. "Jess," he said.

Jess pulled herself up onto her knees so their heads were level. "I changed my mind," she whispered.

"What about everything you said earlier," Don replied. "You were making sense; crossing this line could be a mistake." But he didn't move away from her, instead he moved closer to her.

Jess shrugged; it could be the biggest mistake of her life or the greatest adventure. Either way, she needed to find out which one. Hell, she was always up for taking risks and Don was a risk. "I was over-thinking it. That's not me...I jump without any regard for the consequences. Either things work out or they don't."

Don moved towards her. Jess let her mouth touch his. The kiss was light and soft but there was no hesitance or awkwardness. Jess reached around his neck and locked her fingers together. She widened her mouth allowing his tongue access. Don slowly and gently pushed his tongue further into her mouth. Their tongues playfully wrestled and Don's hands found their way to Jess's hips where they rested. Their kisses deepened and became more passionate… continuing and continuing. Their lips loosened allowing both to catch their breath. Jess took the opportunity to flip herself onto her back and pulled Don with her. Don repositioned himself on top of her so he wouldn't squish her and found her lips again.

Don shifted his concentration permitting his lips to explore every inch of her neck. Jess let out a small moan as he hit a particular spot on her neck. He smiled as he continued working his magic. Don roamed his lips down her neck, her collar bone, down the groove between her breasts touching the skin that was exposed by the cute little white v-neck t-shirt she was wearing; he continued planting kisses down her torso through the thin material. Don lifted his head up and smiled as he let his hands grab hold of the trim and hoisted it over her abdomen letting it rest on her bra line. Don brushed his fingers across her bare skin before permitting his lips to run over the same area of her stomach that his fingers just touched. Jess let out a sound that indicated she was enjoying his movements. Don skated his tongue along the same area he just covered in kisses and started to ascend to where the t-shirt rested. He lifted his head from her midsection bringing his lips back to meet hers. Her lips tasted sweet, almost like strawberries. While his lips learned and memorized every detail of her extraordinary lips, he used his finger to graze the seam line of her jeans, tip toeing his way up her inner thigh making a detour to the top of her womanhood. Even through the miles of clothing, his gentle touch forced a reaction from the pair. "Are you sure about this?" Don asked pulling back from her.

"No," Jess answered. "But I know I want to do this."

Without giving Don an opportunity to reply, Jess tightened her grip around his neck dragging him closer to her, crushing their intimate parts against each other. Jess arched her hips hard against him eliciting a moan into her mouth. Any doubts that she had dissolved like salt in water.

Don's fingers rose to the button of her jeans; with ease he pushed it through the buttonhole and unzipped them. Don broke away from her causing her to sigh over the loss of contact, but it wasn't long until she felt his lips flowing down her trachea, nipping and sucking as his descending lips arrived at her bust. Don bent back tugging her t-shirt up over her and removing it completely from her body. Jess loosened her hands from around his neck and traced her ring finger down Don's cheek, down to the buttons on his shirt, she pulled him back towards her and pressed her lips firmly against his and slipped button by button out of the buttonhole until she reached the last one. Don let out a moan as Jess placed her palms against his bare, muscular chest and let them roam up to his shoulders to grip him closer to her. Don removed his hands from her torso and slipped them along the cotton fabric of her bra to the hooks that kept it together and unclipped the hooks from the eyes freeing her stunning breasts; he lifted far enough back to take in her naked upper body. His breath caught in the back of his throat at how stunning she looked.

"What?" Jess asked suddenly becoming insecure under his gaze.

"Nothing…just this is…I mean you…I'm stuttering like an idiot," Don chuckled.

Jess bit her lip. "You make me stutter like an idiot," Don explained.

"I have that affect on people," Jess teased.

"You have no idea the affect you have on me," Don admitted letting his lips crashed against hers again.

"I'm starting to get an idea," Jess smirked feeling his hardness against her body.

Don chuckled running his hands around to her breasts; taking one in each hand he began to softly rub the pad of his thumb along each nipple turning it hard. Jess felt her body shiver from his simple touch and couldn't believe how wet she already was. Don smiled taking his lead from her reactions. Don lowered his head from her lips; colliding his own into her right breast, he started to kiss around the outside of her breast and slowly made his way over to her nipple. He took the nipple in his mouth and tenderly began to kiss around it. Then, he pulled back allowing his mouth to hover just above her nipple and exhaled allowing his warm breathe to sent waves of pleasure through Jess's body. While his lips played with her right nipple, his fingers continued rubbing her left: his thumb moving in a circular motion about the nipple. Don straightened out and hardened his tongue and began to flick the erect nipple quickly back and forth. "Mmm," Jess moaned giving Don a clear indication she was enjoying his actions. Don took her entire nipple into his mouth and began to suck; then, he switched to lightly nibbling on it before switching back to sucking. He continued switching back and forth between gently nibbling and sucking for a few minutes then he swapped his mouth to her other breast giving it the same attention.

Jess could feel the bubble of ecstasy flow through her veins; she'd never been turned on this fast before. One of Jess's hands moved from his shoulders to rest atop Don's head. She tangled her fingers through his hair then she gently pushed down asking without words for him to suck on her harder. When he did, another moan escaped from Jess.

Don softened his movements and licked around her breasts once more before bringing his lips back to meet hers before moving over to her neck where he nibbled there hard enough that Jess knew a mark was beginning to form. Normally, she would put a stop to it…never being one for public displays, but it felt too good to stop. She would panic tomorrow when it came time to hide it.

After about a minute, Don returned to her lips. Jess decided it was time to switch positions, so using her fist she pushed on the insides of Don's broad shoulder blades. Knowing what she wanted and liking the idea of giving Jess control, Don flipped them over so Jess was now on top. Jess smiled and pulled herself off him and the bed. "I was about to suggest that," Don grinned raising himself onto his elbows so he could get a better view of Jess.

"What?" Jess asked putting on a serious face and pretending that she had no idea what he was referring too.

"That you get naked," Don smirked.

Jess shook her head. "You first," she commended. She had no idea why she wanted Don to get naked first; maybe it was because she had fantasized about his bare body so many times.

"Not a problem," Don leered. Jess could feel the heat build inside from the anticipation of seeing Flack naked. Don slide himself off the bed so he stood next to Jess. Placing his hands on her hips, he pulled her close kissing her deeply. "You know the moment we see each other naked, there will be no turning back," he said. Don had no doubts, but he wanted to give her the last chance to turn and run.

"I think we've already cross that line," Jess replied; reaching out, she unbuckled his belt buckle followed by the button and zipper of his jeans. She ran her fingers against his boxers and the tent that formed there. Jess looped her fingers into the pockets of his pants and lowered herself onto her knees as she pulled them down over his body. Jess looked up, her face inches from his covered erection. Jess leaned forward bringing her lips in contact with his hard-on: she softly swept her lips across the cloth of his boxers. Jess pulled herself closer to him by gripping his hips then she exhaled letting her warm breathe tickle him. "Holy crap," Don called out grasping Jess's shoulders for support. Jess glazed up into Don's eyes and smirked. "Oh, I know you're not smug there," Don said.

Jess nodded her head and bit her lip as she took a hold of the waistband of his boxers and shed them from his body reveling his member to her; her breathe caught in the back of her throat at seeing his naked form for the first time - definitely better than she imagined.

"Like what you see, Detective?" Don smirked. It was meant as a statement not a question.

"Now who's the smug one?" Jess bantered roaming her hands down to meet him. Taking his rod into her hand for the first time, she began to slide her hand up and down his shaft. When Jess reached the base of his shaft, she twisted his sacs around in her fingers.

"Fuck!" Don cursed feeling the sensational feeling flow through his body. But he could still handle her touch…for now.

"I think that's the first time I've heard you curse," Jess smiled gliding her hand back up towards his tip.

"I try not to use such foul language in the presence of a lady," Don said. It was lame, he knew, especially considering the situation; but, Jess had his sense of humor and she was use to hearing his lame lines.

"I'm no lady," Jess said in a husky voice. To prove her point, she wrapped her mouth around his member, moving down his rod then back up. Don dug his fingers deeper into her shoulders and let out groans of pleasure. Jess let him slide out of her mouth and began to rub him up and down again. Her fingers laced around his balls, gently squeezing, and then her mouth engulfed him once more. Don lightly pushed on top of her head letting her know to take him deeper, which she did. Jess pulled back letting him come out again and she allowed her hand to glide down him once more. When her hand reached the head of Don's penis, she moved her body in closer to him and brought his member into contact with her breasts. She rubbed him against her cleavage area first then guided the tip to roam along her breasts.

"Oh God, Jessica!" Don cried out. Jess let him go and stood back up, not wanting push Don over the edge…she wanted to feel him inside her. Jess brought her lips to his then she placed her palms on his shoulders and without warning pushed him onto the bed.

"Ready?" Jess smirked.

"For?" Don asked although he had some idea of what she was referring too.

"Me," Jess replied not sure where the sudden burst of confidence had come from. It normally took her awhile to feel this confident with a new lover - not with Don. Jess put her thumbs into her pockets and pulled off her jeans followed directly by the cotton panties she wore. Don reached out and took a hold of her wrists pulling her on to him. Jess fixed herself so she was straddling Don.

Don kissed her gently. "You're beautiful, Jessica," he said sincerely making Jess blush fire red. "And you're more beautiful when you turn red like that," he teased, but his voice still held the same sincerity as before.

Jess found herself turning redder and, at a loss for words to respond to his kind ones, she decided to let her actions reply. Jess buried her lips onto his then she moved down to his chest. There she placed butterfly kisses all around.

Don's hands found their way to Jess's breasts again; he gently cupped them, rolling them around in his hands and giving them gentle squeezes. One of his hands proceeded to glide down her body to her femininity while the other rested on her lower back. Taking his finger, he grazed it against her clitoris. Jess moaned against his chest.

"You're so wet," Don smirked running his finger along it again. Jess stopped kissing him and looked up into his eyes. "I guess I have an effect on you too."

"Man, you're smug." Jess stated taking a hold of his johnson and squeezing which caused Don's eyes to roll back from the pleasure.

"I am," Don said flashing her that cocky smile. "Now I want you. I want to be in you, feel you against me." With that, his hand moved from her back to gently give her ass a squeeze then he pushed her over onto her back, once again resting on top of her.

Jess pointed to the top drawn of the night table; she was too turned on to tell him where the condoms were with words. Don reached out, opened the drawer and grabbed one. He opened the package and slipped the glove onto himself. Don kissed her. "I want you too," Jess mumbled against his lips and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

Don repositioned himself so he had better access to her. Jess reached for him and guided him to her entrance. With another kiss, Don pushed himself into Jess. It was an amazing feeling for both of them. Their bodies were a perfect fit for each other. Don started thrusting slowly; getting to know the pace that was comfortable for her. It wasn't long before Jess was begging him to go faster by pushing her hips against him. Don granted her request and sped up, pumping into her core faster and deeper. Jess flung her head back as he took her higher than she ever been before. "Oh, yes!" Jess screamed out. "Faster! Faster!"

Don again listened to her and penetrated in and out faster and faster. Jess nibbled on his ear, on his neck, and back to his lips. Jess moved and pounded her hips against his body. Don slowed his pace down and pulled himself out of her; he moved his finger down into her core pushing in and out simulating her more. "Donnie! Yes! Oh, yes!" Jess screamed. He removed his finger and reentered her, speeding up right away. He thrust hard and deeply inside her, "Baise!" Jess said in French as she was pushed over the edge. Don smiled and pushed himself once more into her feeling himself lose his control.

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"You speak French?" Don asked. His arm was wrapped tightly around Jess as her head lay on his chest; the room still smelled of sweat and sex and had been quiet until that moment when Don spoke.

Jess giggled, "Oh yeah, a little," Alittle, fluent not a bit difference, she thought...plus she wasn't going to let him know all of her secrets just yet.

"Jess," Don started to say. He wanted to tell her that this wasn't a one-night stand or the start of friends with benefit thing. That he wanted to date her, really date her. That whatever they started tonight would be more then sex. He wanted to make sure she understood that the events of tonight had nothing to do with Sam and that he didn't come over looking for sex.

"Shh," Jess said silencing him. "Can we talk about it tomorrow? It's after two and I have the six o'clock shift."

"Sure, Jess," Don smiled.

"Thanks, Don," Jess yawned.

Don chuckled. "Yeah, Jess, thanks."

"Seriously, stop thanking me," Jess smirked.