"Jane" Abbott said, passing by his desk a week after they returned from Florida "My office"

"Your office?" Jane questioned.

"Go into it" Abbot clarified "Lisbon, you too"

Jane and Lisbon shared a look of 'What now?' as they trailed into their boss' office –Jane limping heavily and Lisbon rolling her eyes at him.

"I'm not accusing anyone of anything" Abbott began "but it's come to my attention that there may be an unprofessional relationship taking place between the two of you"

Lisbon was about to say something, but was held silent by Abbott.

"If I was to know for certain about any such relationship" he continued "I would, of course, be forced to fire you both immediately, which is something I would like to avoid doing at all costs. Of course, as long as there is no evidence of any such relationship taking place at work, I am unable to do anything" he paused for a moment to let this sink in. "Is that clear?"

"Absolutely" Lisbon nodded, whilst Jane said nothing.

"As long as we're on the same page with that, you can go" the two of them got up and began to leave "oh and Jane? The airport in Florida are still waiting for the list of security flaws"

Jane muttered something under his breath, before limping out of the room after Lisbon.

"Do you still have to limp everywhere?" she asked him as they made their way back to their desks.

"I'm injured, and all you do is moan?" Jane shook his head at her "Lisbon this is not how you should be treating your knight in shining armour"

"I was hardly in danger on that plane!" She pointed out.

"You were in danger of a missing out on one of this worlds most incredible and valued people" Jane said solemnly.

"Its ok, Cho and I were planning to meet up regularly"

"I'm hurt Lisbon, actually hurt" Jane shook his head tragically "here I am, soldiering on despite my pain and you don't even have the decency to thank me"

"Thank you Jane" she said slowly, making sure to over pronounce each syllable.

"That's better" he muttered.

"Lisbon, new case" Cho told her, placing a piece of paper on her desk.

"Jane we're going" she told him, her eyes skimming the paper.

"But Lisbon, my ankle" he moaned.

"Shut up or you're walking there"

"Fine" he huffed.

He limped grumpily to the elevator, but as soon as the doors were closed he had his arms around Lisbon and his nose buried in her hair.

"Jane, not here" she hissed "Abbott-"

She was silenced by Jane's lips colliding with hers, something she let happen for a few seconds before breaking away.

"But Jane we can't-"

He stopped her again, this time sliding his tongue in gently and triumphing as he heard her moan against his mouth.

"You're impossible Jane" she conceded. She had to let him win or they'd never get out of this elevator with all their clothes on.

Despite the fact it had only been a week since the 'plane incident' (as they liked to call it), it felt like months. Any awkwardness which had been around to start off with had completely vanished. They were very similar around each other as they had been before, yet with touching and kissing, and even the occasionally compliment. Jane had never imagined an instance where he would be happy again after Red John appeared in his life, yet it seemed he had now reached one. Although he missed his wife, he had changed so much as a person he doubted they'd still be together was she still alive. He had become a completely different man to that of ten years ago, a man who wore his flaws with pride instead of burying them deep inside himself.

He was awoken from his deep thoughts by their arrival at the crime scene. With a sigh he climbed out of the car, trying his hardest to force his eyes away from the beautiful woman who walked beside him.

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6 months had now passed since the 'plane incident' and both parties had managed to keep their jobs despite their 'unprofessional relationship'. This was not to say there hadn't been any close calls. Everyone in the office knew they were together, yet due to the lack of evidence, Abbott had no solid reason to fire them (something he was immensely grateful about).

"We have another lead for the Garsont case" Lisbon told him as she walked in. Jane noticed how tired she looked, as if she'd been up all night whilst he slept soundly next to her. There were bags under her eyes and her skin was pale – maybe she was just coming down with something?

"Apparently Pete Garsont was not the saintly man everyone thought he was" she continued "we've got Linda White – one of his employees – in interrogation"

"Are you going to talk to her?"

"I'll talk; you watch and see if you can get anything"

Jane got up and followed her through to the interrogation room, trying not to make the fact he was admiring her bum obvious to the rest of the office.

"So Miss White, is what you said in your updated statement correct?" Lisbon asked kindly as the young woman looked petrified "that you and Mr Garsont were having a sexual relationship?"

The women nodded, looking down at the floor.

"And why did you not come forward with this when we first questioned you?"

"He broke it off with me, last week in fact. I didn't want people finding out about something which was over" she sniffed, her eyes watering slightly.

"Did he tell you why?"

"I told him I was…I was pregnant" she paused, trying to keep control of herself "I'd found out that morning. He wasn't happy; he said he couldn't have anything to do with it, with me, in case his wife found out. He loved her, I was just his plaything" she said bitterly.

"And you were angry about this?" Lisbon continued, but her face had paled even more "angry enough to kill him?"

"No!" Linda looked shocked "I would never kill him!" she paused and sniffed "I loved him"

With that, she broke down into tears; Lisbon sat staring at her, unsure of what to do.

"Here you go, don't cry, it's gonna be fine" Jane said, marching into the room with a box of tissues.

"Thanks" Linda spluttered.

"Shhhhh" he whispered, handing her another tissue "that's all the questions for now, its going to be fine"

Lisbon's face was now practically white, as she stood up and rushed out of the room.

"Lisbon!" Jane called. She didn't stop, but continued to sprint until she got into the restroom.

Linda had stopped crying now, she dabbed her eyes one last time and then smiled at Jane.

"Thank you" she told him "I should go now"

"Yeah thanks" he replied vaguely, his eyes fixed on the door Lisbon had just disappeared behind. Once Linda had left the room, Jane made his way straight to the women's restroom, and with a quick check to make sure nobody saw, he pushed the door and walked in. Lisbon was sitting on the floor by the sinks, her back against the wall and her head in her hands.

"Lisbon" Jane was next to her within seconds, his arms wrapped around her small form. "Are you ok? What's happening?"

"I'm fine" She told him "I must have eaten something funny at the restaurant last night"

They'd been out for dinner the night before, celebrating the last six months of their relationship.

"Are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine" she said again "I feel better alre-"

She stopped, jumping up and running to a stall where she promptly threw up.

"Come on Lisbon, I'm taking you home" Jane told her, putting his arm round her as she left the stall and guiding her out of the restroom.

"I'm fine Jane" she tried to tell him.

"You're not; and anyway its company policy that you go home if you're sick"

Unable to argue with company policy, she gave up and allowed him to lead her down to his car and drive her to her house.

"Do you want me to stay?" he asked as they crossed the threshold.

"No, they need you there" she told him firmly. Her colour had returned a bit.

"Just call me if you need me" he told her, knowing better than to act as if Lisbon was weak or in need of help.

"I will do" she smiled at him "thanks Jane"

"Bye" he kissed her on the forehead, and then turned and left the house. Lisbon collapsed onto her sofa and sighed.