Panic over the sample

It had been a month since Jessica had first started working at the Miami Dade Crime Lab as a Forensic Specialist and already she felt like part of the family. She loved working with everyone and made friends with everyone she met, especially Ryan. Jessica and Ryan made a great team and they enjoyed each other's company so much. It seemed that they could figure out anything when they were together.

Jessica was still waiting on her lab coats to come in, since the company was working on back order due to an incident involving all of the lab coats in the Miami University chemistry lab being dissolved by sulfuric acid. (Jessica let Ryan in on a little secret that it may have had something to do with her and her sorority sister's boredom one day.) So she and Ryan had come up with a rotation system for Ryan's three lab coats, in order to guarantee at least one was sent in to be cleaned every week. But Jessica didn't mind wearing Ryan's day old lab coats. In fact she would sometimes volunteer to go get both of theirs just so she could figure out which one he wore the day before so she could enjoy his intoxicating scent surrounding her.

Ryan had just finished analyzing the soil sample that Jessica had collected from the tires of a suspect's car that morning that may have been involved in a fatal hit and run. The results were printing, and if Jessica's suspensions were right they may have the right guy and he could be looking at fifteen to thirty years behind bars. As Ryan read over the analysis he realized that Jessica had been right about the guy, Sean Murphy had indeed ran over Thomas Freda. Now all they needed was a confession and it was off to the Florida State Prison for Mr. Murphy.

At that moment Jessica walked in, her plaid heels clicking against the tile floor. Ryan had come to love Jessica's shoes. She had so many pairs that were just so different and showed her true personality.

"Hey Ry, what have we got." Jessica asked, walking up next to him looking at the table full of charts and evidence samples.

"Well I have the results from the soil sample you took from Murphy's car, and they're looking pretty promising."
"Oh good! What does it say?" Reaching her hand out to take the paper, but Ryan suddenly pulled it back over his shoulder and looked at her with an evil smirk and playful eyes.

"Now why should I give it to you?"

"Because it's my sample!" Jessica tried to grab the paper from his hand but he held it higher up in his left hand.

She knew where this game was going, but decided to play along anyways, until she wanted to change the rules at just the right moment. Jessica tried to reach up high enough to take the paper from his hands, all the while making sure her body was pressed close to his. She took a few little half-hearted jumps to make sure he felt every part of her against him. It must have been working, because she suddenly felt a bulge form against her leg. Ryan must have been unaware of this occurrence, since he was so pre-occupied with keeping her there as long as possible.

"But what's in it for me?" Ryan continued to smirk down at Jessica. Jessica decided it was time to make the move he would never be expecting, but she so desired.

Jessica reached up and placed her hand on his right cheek and kissed him. It was a deep and passionate kiss that caught Ryan completely off guard. He couldn't move. He couldn't breath. All he could do was panic and scan his eyes around in hopes no one could see them. While Ryan was busy panicking, Jessica reached up pulled his left arm down with her right and plucked the soil sample results right from his hand.

She broke away from him, and returned the evil smirk that he had given her. She looked down at the soil analysis in her hand and smirked more.

"You're right, they do look pretty good." She backed up a little, all the while keeping eye contact with Ryan's now glazed over hazel eyes. "I think I'll go find Horatio and see what he thinks."

Jessica turned and walked out of the lab, leaving Ryan dazed and confused. He stood there for a moment, gathering his thoughts, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened.

That's when he realized what his body's response had been. He quickly stuffed his hand into his pocket and arranged his erection in the manner that Walter had mentioned, tucking it carefully into his waist line so no one could see it poking out. He stood there hunched over the table and felt the blood flow immediately downward. Ryan concentrated and his breathing and relaxing, and before long the obscenity was gone.

Rearranging himself once more Ryan left the lab in search of Horatio and Jessica, hoping that his body wouldn't speak of what just occurred when he saw Jessica.