Disclaimer: don't own it.... yet

A/N well, I have had an eventful last two days, I went driving, stood on a pin cushion (that hurt sooo much) and bent 3 of my fingers back in world war 3 (a new Zealand version of dodge ball) making it nearly impossible to type! And to top it all off, February is summer here in NZ and my room is upstairs so it is very hot all the time, Garr, all these factors have delayed my stories, so enjoy!

Grace's mind kept slipping in and out, they words on her screen were blurring out of focus and she had to keep rubbing her eyes to bring them back to focus. Her computer beeped at her, letting her know she gotten the information she needed. They had hooked Lillie's phone up to computer and found out that Baker had taken the sea route to the cemetery. She opened up the map that had Baker's house marked on it, they had hacked into the school system, and marked out the route that Baker would have taken. She picked up the phone to call Lisbon to tell her the information that she had found out, but decided against it as she was telling the parents of Lillie the bad news, Grace couldn't think of anything worse than police coming to your door at 11 at night, because you know it usually isn't good news.

'What have you got there Grace?' Rigsby asked coming up behind her and resting his hands on her shoulders.

'The route Baker would have taken, which has given an idea of her where a bouts so we can see how long it would take her and see if she saw anything'

'Have you checked Lillie's deleted messages?' he asked

'Um, no I don't think you can get to them' she said

'She has the same phone as my old one, you can get to them' he explained

'Ok, show me'

He extended his arms over her shoulders, like he was hugging her to reach the keys and type in the command, he easily reached the messages.

Grace opened one and exclaimed

'What time did the coroner put time of death at?' she asked

'Between 9.45 and 10.15, why?'

The last message was sent at 10.27, and she lives approximately 10 minutes from here, so why would she be here at 9.45 if she was to meet half an hour later, unless she was meeting someone else'

'What does it say?'

'Don't bother coming, to Baker'

'We need to get the phone printed' he said

'Ok, but look at some of the deleted messages, to someone called lolly, that isn't a name and it won't let me trace the number' she said

'Is she the one that Lillie was going to meet?'

'Looks like it'

'Better ring the boss, maybe Lillie talked to her parents about lolly, we need any answer we can get'

'Ok' she said.

She felt his arms retracting back up and resting on her shoulders again. He looked around quickly and kissed her on the cheek. He walked away and Grace smacked his arse.

'Bad boy' she whispered before Lisbon picked up.

'Van Pelt?' she said

'Hey boss' she said and filled her in on the details

Ok, I will ask about Lolly, or whatever you said, you and Rigsby can get the phone to the lab and go home, Jane and I will follow the route Baker took, and go ask her some questions in the morning'

'Ok, thanks boss, see you tomorrow'

'Bye Van Pelt'

She hung up the phone and walked over to Rigsby who was playing solitaire on his computer. She slipped her hands around his neck

'That doesn't look like work' she said

'I have nothing to do, I took the phone over, so we have no workable evidence until tomorrow'

'Lisbon says we can go home'

'That's good'

'Want to get something to eat like we originally planned?'

'Love to'

'Meet you at the car in 5'

'Sure thing'

She shut down her computer, grabbed her coat and bag and walked out to the car.

'Hey Grace' Rigsby said

'Hey, shall we go?'

'Yea, my car or yours?'

'I don't mind'

'Ok, shall we take mine?'

'Ok'

Grace got into Rigsby car and they headed for the nearest 24 hour bakery

'Want to know what's ironic?'

'What?'

'A girl named Baker is involved in our case, yet we are going to a bakery'

'I guess that is weird, but I still want my chocolate croissant'

'You and your chocolate, you are inseparable'

'Not entirely true'

'Do explain'

'If someone named Wayne Rigsby is in the question, hell I will through it all off a cliff'

'That's my girl' he smiled

They pulled up to the bakery and ordered their food, a chocolate croissant for Grace, and caramel and chocolate muffin for Rigsby. They went back to Rigsby's house to eat as it was getting too windy to sit by the park. They were laid out on his couch eating and talking about the football season when Grace's phone rang.

'Why do I get the idea that this isn't Lisbon asking me why my car is still there?' she groaned

'Because something in the case has come up?'

'Bingo, dammit, it is 11.15, I was planning on sleeping'

'Crime never sleeps'

'It should' she said grumbling and answering her phone.

'Van Pelt, what's up?' she said

'We have found Baker's cell phone, I pod and diary on the route you sent us, there is blood, not too much , but still blood is blood, and get this, the same picture found on Lillie's body is on Baker's diary' Lisbon said

'I am guessing you want me to come down?'

'Yea, and you aren't saying us, so are you not with Rigsby?'

'Umm, yea I am' she said embarrassed

'Ok, pass the message along and meet us at the wharf on the road you marked, I'm not sure of the name'

'Yea I can be there in 10' she said hanging up

'Come on, we are off' she said getting up

'Aw, I was just getting comfy' he said

'Come on' she said pulling him up

'Uh, I don't want to'

'You are on call, cases come first' she said

'Fine' he said getting his shoes on.

She grabbed her coat and house keys and went out to her car.

They pulled up to the jetty where Lisbon and the local PD stood.

'Van Pelt, Rigsby come on' Lisbon called

'So, the only sign of her is blood, a diary and a phone?' Grace said

'Seems so, Jane and I will take this back to CBI, we will process it tomorrow, I think we can all go now' she said

'Yea boss' they said walking back to the cars.

'I can't be bothered driving back to CBI to get my car' Grace grumbled to no one in particular

Jane, who was behind her heard

'Why, I have a solution for that problem' he said

'Do go on'

'Go to Rigsby's, as I told you a long time ago, I am sure he is an excellent lover'

'Jane! I am incredibly tired, besides, I don't have anything to wear tomorrow' she said, making the last part up to avoid the second part of his statement

'You keep a overnight bag in his closet, just in case, and seeing that you didn't answer my other part of my suggestion it tells he you agree that he is an excellent lover'

'Go away Jane, go annoy Lisbon' she said, too tired to deal with him

She got into the car and leant her head against the dashboard.

'What's up?' Rigsby asked as he got into the car

'Jane and I'm tired, not a good combination' she explained

'Your car is still at CBI, isn't it?'

'Yes'

'Here, stay at mine tonight, you aren't fit to drive' he offered

She smiled, either he had heard her and Jane talking, or had been planning on asking her anyway.

'Thanks, I'd love to' she said

'Then it's settled'

They drove back towards the more residential part of downtown Sacramento to Rigsby's apartment. Grace got into her old t-shirt and shorts and practically collapsed on his bed.

'Jeez, you really are tired, aren't you?'

'Mmhm' she muttered

'It's 12.15, no wonder'

He got no answer, Grace had fallen asleep.

'Night Grace' he said kissing her forehead and wrapping an arm around her. She instinctively pulled towards his warmth and snuggled in closer.

'Night Wayne' she whispered.

A/N well, this was hard to type, I may take a small break for a bit until I can hold a cup, hmmm maybe might not play sport tomorrow... just an idea. Oh, and I just realised I have homework, that is not good, as I cannot write, hopefully the teacher will understand =]