No this story hasn't been abandoned... I've been completely snowed under with assignments, reports, revision... You name it. Anyway, I hope this chapter was worth the large delay, you may need to back read to get a feel for this story again.

Lisbon moaned gently as she stirred from her sleep, her fingers gripped the sheets beside her. She felt around with increasing urgency; she opened her eyes – She was alone. Wincing at her stupidity she brought her hands up to cover her face in frustration.

"Damnit," she whispered. Gathering all of her strength and courage to face the day ahead she clambered out of bed and padded to the kitchen. It was only when she was returning with a glass of water that she noticed the sheer amount of clothing strewn about the floor. She knelt down and lifted up a sky blue shirt – That wasn't hers. Lisbon turned on the spot, eyeing the trousers, the waistcoat; and the shoes that certainly didn't belong to her, all thrown about forming a pathway from her living room to her bedroom.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she became suddenly aware of the shower running. Lisbon rushed to her bedside table and took out her service weapon; she crept slowly, towards the bathroom. The shower was definitely running. She held the gun out, confident her in her aim and skill with the weapon.

Breath held, she reached for the handle. The door opened suddenly.

"Jane!" she screamed throwing the gun to the floor instinctively, "Oh my god!" she stared at him donning only a small white towel, "Tell me we didn't!"

"No need to be embarrassed Lisbon," he grinned knowingly as he dipped to plant a burning kiss against her cheek. He ruffled his damp curls, took his shirt from her hand; and began to collect the rest of his clothing.

"Jane," she followed him closely, "Don't play games with me… Tell me… Tell me that we didn't sleep together"

"It was a wonderful night," he told her planting another kiss on her forehead.

Lisbon was thoroughly horrified. Not only had they slept together but she had no recollection of it? She continued to follow him in panic as he dressed with contrasting coolness, "Jane... You're kidding right? You're joking? Tell me you're joking"

For brief second she thought she saw hurt in his eyes.

"We can't," she told him, "The rules... Our jobs..."

Jane's steady stare seemed to make her protests dwindle into nothing, "We didn't sleep together," he told her simply as he buttoned up his shirt.

"We didn't?"

"No need to sound so relieved"

Teresa bit her lip. There was no excuse for hurting Jane's feelings the way she had. She'd needed to know what had happened. If she'd actually forgotten that she'd slept with him then that would have been a disaster.

"Jane," her voice was sudden, shakey and rushed.

He turned, greeted by her lips meeting his in a forceful and fiery kiss. Teresa felt as though she'd gone too far, feeling his body tense against her. She tried to pull away but his mouth followed her, back into their passionate battle for power. They stumbled over one another through muffled moans back into the still warm bed.

Lisbon strode into the CBI headquarters, her eyes flicked across the passing faces. She felt as though she was wearing a huge flashing "Guilty" sign over her head. She was greeted by the team, silently she hoped that Jane had listened to her for once and wouldn't show up for at least another ten minutes.

"Morning," his cheery voice made her heart sink and skip all at once. Lisbon felt a hot cup and small paper bag being pushed into her hands. She grinned stupidly, her eyes fixed embarrassedly to the floor. Rigsby and Cho shot each other puzzled looks; Van Pelt merely bit her lip, grinned, and looked away.

"Alright," Lisbon said sternly gaining some element of control, "Back to work, let's get this case closed"

After a sly glance at the dozy consultant sprawled out on his sofa she turned and retreated to her office. She tilted the blinds shut that looked through into the team's office and moved to settle at her desk. The small white bag was perched on the desk in front of her, begging to opened. Lisbon bit her lip; a 'Good morning' muffin had never seemed so sweet. She peered into the bag, breathing in the sugary sweet smell. A knock at the door stopped the small love affair from progressing; she folded the top back over.

"Come in," she got to her feet quickly. To her surprise it was Hightower who entered. Lisbon felt herself suddenly straighten even further at the sight of her, "Ma'am?" she asked after a moment of silence. In her mind she was screaming, hoping that word hadn't travelled that quickly. She loved her job; the job meant everything to her. It was her life.

"I know the Kent case is proving to be a hard egg to crack but we've got another case for your team to get their teeth into," Hightower offered a neat file towards Lisbon.

"We're all over the Kent case, we're pretty thin on the ground," she replied slowly flicking through the few pages.

"Well that's unfortunate Agent Lisbon; but it's not your team whose services are required. Jane has been specifically asked for, he's obviously not been able to close the Kent case, sign him over, he may be able to close this one" Without a backward glance Hightower turned promptly on her heel and left. The door shut with a rattle loud enough to make Lisbon jump slightly.

"Where's…"

"Jane?" Van Pelt hardly glanced away from her screen, "Attic"

He'd been expecting her, he'd had no idea how long it would take her to find him, but he knew she would eventually. He stood at the window, tea cup and saucer in hand, watching the world pass him by – He grinned. The thought of Lisbon always made him smile, knowing she was stood behind him made him smile even more. When he turned to greet her however he came face to face with a case file.

"What's this?" he asked setting his cup down as he accepted the file.

"You're being transferred onto this case"

He flicked through the pages as she had done minutes before, "Easy," he told her, "I'll have it closed by tomorrow" He dropped the file onto the chair beside them.

"You think?"

"Teresa… Trust me. Tomorrow, case closed. I promise," Jane felt himself smiling at her pouty expression, "It's a day without me. It won't be so bad"

"Worse than bad," she told him quietly. Jane laughed pulling her into a tight embrace.

"It'll be over before you know it" He kissed her forehead gently. Lisbon felt the onset of tears forming in her eyes, she shook her head and dragged him collar first into a hard and urgent kiss.

In the doorway Hightower shook her head, then left silently.