A/N:- Okay, so I'm not quite sure where this came from… all I can tell you is that I was watching an episode of The Guardian, the one where Nick has to look after the Judge's dog… and this was born. Don't ask questions.

Just enjoy! :-P

I Could Do That

Teresa Lisbon looked over at the man stretched out on her couch. Even though his eyes were closed, she knew that he was listening. Listening to every move she made, working out where she was going, even before she knew. Some people would call what he did creepy. Some people would go so far as to call him creepy.

She just called him Patrick Jane.

"What are you thinking about?" Even when she was halfway across the room, he still knew what she was doing. He opened his eyes slightly to look over to her.

She smiled at him, walking over to the couch. He moved over slightly so that she could stretch out alongside him, leaning back into his chest. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. She snuggled into his warmth. "Nothing… and I could ask you the same question."

His lips grazed her ear slightly as he spoke. "What do you mean?"

"Whenever you think about something, your brow furrows slightly." She turned in his arms so that she could see his face. "Right here." She traced the lines with her fingers, stroking them gently.

At her touch, his eyes closed again. Even after so long, her touch never failed to make him feel this way. Her words made him open them again. "This was one of the things that attracted me to you in the first place." He didn't speak, but let her continue. "This and your smile. I remember thinking, more than once, about going all Hannibal Lecter on your ass and biting those dimples right off your face."

Those dimples that she spoke of appeared at that moment. "Really?" She nodded, looking anywhere but at his face and in his eyes, finally settling on the buttons on his shirt. "Funny," she looked up, "I didn't think you liked rump roast." She laughed out loud at that, growing some dimples of her own. His smile grew bigger; he loved it when she laughed. In her line of work, there wasn't much reason for it. He had made it his mission in life to get her to laugh at least once a day.

After a minute or two, her laughter died down. Her smile still remained, a mirror image of his won. "So, what were you thinking about?" He had completely forgotten about her question… and the answer that he was going to give her.

So, like most of the things he did, he said the first thing that came into his head. "I was thinking about getting a dog."

Her smile grew smaller, but didn't completely disappear. She knew that he had forgotten what he was going to tell her. She knew that he had used the first thing that had popped into his head. Still, she decided to go along with it. "You were thinking about getting a dog?" He could hear the disbelief in her voice.

Jane nodded. "Yeah. You know, something I can take for long walks in the park. Something that will cuddle up with me at night. Something that will give me a kiss every morning and a kiss every night… stuff like that." He wondered what she would say to that. It wasn't as if he needed anyone to do those things for him; she was more than capable of doing that… and so much more.

She knew what she was going to do now… and he had made it so easy! "You don't need a dog to do those things for you." She sat up, in order to let him move onto his back. She met his eyes, strange look on her face.

He took the bait. "And why is that?"

"Because I am more than capable of doing all the things that a dog can do… and so much more. If you want someone to take long strolls in the park with you… I could do that." If you want someone to cuddle up with at night…" She leaned down closer towards his face. "…I could do that. If you want someone to give you a kiss every day, and a kiss every night…" She brushed her lips against his, revelling in the slight hitch in his breath she caused. "…I could do that. If you want someone to lick your face everytime they see you…" Her tongue grazed the skin either side of his lips, where his dimples had been not moments before. "…I could do that. If you want someone to hump your leg everytime you sit down…" She placed her thighs either side of his leg, and ground down, earning a loud groan. "…I could do that. If you want…"

Her words were stopped by his lips crashing against hers. No matter how many times they did this, his kisses always managed to make her feel drugged, always managed to take her breath away. He broke off from her lips, trailing kisses along her jaw and up to her ear. "What I want right now, is for you to stop talking, and let me have my way with you. Do you think you can do that?" His hands were moving from her back to her waist, pulling her so her chest was flush with his.

She moved her lips over to his ear, trailing her tongue along his jaw, enjoying the taste of his skin.

"I could do that."

A/N:- So, what did you think?