A/N: Okay, lots of Jisbon-y goodness in this chappie! Hope you like it. The case ends in this one, so yay, more time for Jisbon! Anyway, review on your way out! Oh, and I promise this chapter is way better than the first one!

Xoxo, Allie

They arrived at the house of the driver's daughter, her mother, and stepdad. Though, Jane didn't know that yet. Wait- yes he did. That's what he was rambling about.

Lisbon knew that he would work the case once he saw the girl. She was the same age that Jane's daughter would be. She was cruel, but she was doing what she had to.

She watched his face fall as the girl opened the door for them.

They sat down at the couch. As Jane drank some tea, he looked at the photos of girl. Lisbon had known he wouldn't be able to resist. He would get a little revenge later. Or maybe now.

Jane walked over to where Lisbon was sitting and leaned down. "I have to say, I didn't think you'd stoop down to crude manipulation,"

He didn't think that she would compliment him to get him to do things. She knew he would take the challenge. Lisbon knew him well, he must say.

The girl questioned him. "Inside joke, sorry,"

"My father is dead and you're making jokes?"

"I didn't really want to come in to work today, but my good friend and colleague, Agent Lisbon, tricked me into meeting you, knowing that I couldn't refuse you because you're the age my daughter would be if she were still alive. If she hadn't been murdered by a man named Red John,"

That was good enough. He knew she would start to feel guilty over manipulating him like that. He sat down close to her. She looked at him sadly through her lashes.

When they walked out, Jane said, "I'm kinda surprised. You lied to me and played me like a fish. I'm glad to see you're learning a few things, though I'll have my revenge,"

"What do you mean?" Lisbon asked him quickly and suspiciously. He laughed and got into the car to go talk to Mr. Dublin's lawyer.

Knowing Jane, he had to tell his assistant that Mr. Dublin was already dead, which they didn't know for sure. And then he went on to tell her that it was a blessing.

"Unrequited love is a terrible thing," he said.

Lisbon's head snapped up at that. Was that his revenge? Telling her that he loved her so that she would confront him? No, she wouldn't do that. But what if it wasn't revenge? He couldn't actually be talking about her, could he?

Lisbon shot her thoughts down, knowing that they were probably crazy.

As they left, Lisbon got a phone call from Cho, telling her that a ransom demand came in. Hah! Now she had something on Jane, who was proceeding to tell her that Dublin was dead, and it wasn't a kidnapping.

He still told her that after she told him about the ransom.

"Is this your revenge?" She asked him. He laughed.

"Maybe," he told her, even though he knew she wasn't asking about his 'it wasn't a kidnapping' theory.

On the way back to the CBI headquarters from the Dublin home, where Jane discovered that the wife didn't love his husband, and talking to the lawyer again, he decided to tell Lisbon that Bertram was involved in the crime.

"This is you're revenge, isn't it? I am simply going to ignore you," Jane smiled. She couldn't ignore him.

"I'm not punishing you," he told her. "What you did is…"

He then told her that Dublin was a sleaze bag.

"He deserves justice, to,"

"You have to say that," Jane told her. "You don't really believe it."

"Uh, my fingers are in my ears," she said.

The rest of the way back was silent.

When they got back, Jane opened his door to get out, then caught up with Lisbon. He snatched her wrist and got up close to her. "Not everyone," he looked into her eyes. Lisbon could feel his breath on her skin.

She knew he was talking about him and Red John.

Lisbon walked into the bullpen and she heard Grace's voice say, "Did you see that? I think they kissed!" to Rigsby.

"Who kissed?" She asked.

"Oh, Boss!" She said excitedly. "Give me the details!"

"Of what?" She was confused now.

"You're kiss! Is Jane a good kisser?"

As soon as she heard the words, Lisbon could feel her cheeks burning.

"We-we didn't kiss,"

She knew neither Grace nor Rigsby believed her.

Lisbon and Jane followed Hightower into Bertram's office. "I need something to tell the media," Bertram told them after Hightower explained to him that no one picked up the ransom money that they had put out.

"Tell them that Harvey's dead," Jane told him simply.

"Well I'm glad you decided to work this case, Mr. Jane,"

He shrugged and only half listened as Hightower told him off. Then he decided to tell Bertram that there were two possible leads. One being that a diamond Dublin carried around might've been a motive, and number two being that he was the co-defendant of Dublin's 'Brigsome Lake', which he thought was a fake. Bertram could get rid of it by killing him.

"What the hell was that? Are you insane?" Lisbon asked him. "And how did you come up with that supid ass diamond story?" She practically growled at him after they were dismissed.

"I don't know what came over me. When I see that man, I have an immediate urge-"

"He's the director!" Lisbon sighed.

"He amuses me!"

"Well I'm glad he entertains you. He'll probably fire you, now,"

"Nah," Jane said. "You guys need me too much." He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "You need me, Lisbon,"

"See?" She asked, exasperated. "This is probably why everyone thinks we're together. Good job,"

"Do they? I haven't noticed,"

"You!" Lisbon practically yelled. "You were starting the rumors, weren't you? That's your revenge?"

"Oh, no, it's not revenge, my dear. Wouldn't you like to be with me?" He smiled.

"No," she said, very disbelievingly, then again stronger. "No, no. No no no, no. No."

"8 no's. You hurt my feelings," he pouted. "I'll be right back."

Lisbon watched as he ran off to talk to a woman in a bright pink jacket. She didn't want to be with him, did she? Everyone already thought they were… No, she couldn't think like that.

"What did you do?" She was suspicious.

"Just complimenting her on her jacket. Such a vivid color,"

"Liar," she accused.

"Oh, now you're going to call me a liar?"

"Oh, I hate you," she said playfully.

"Nope. You looove me, you want to daaate me, you want to maaarry me," he sang as he walked backwards towards the car bobbing his head left to right. Lisbon didn't know he had ever seen 'Miss Congeniality', but she laughed at his antics anyway.

He smiled as she laughed, and ran into the tree that was behind him. Lisbon giggled some more, which she tried to cover up with her hands. Jane noticed that she didn't deny it.

Over at the press conference, a certain reporter with a neon pink jacket asked Bertram, "Sir, do you think there's a Brigsom Lake connection here?"

Bertram looked a little flustered. "No, I don't think so,"

"But you and Dublin are both part of it,"

"Well, w-what we're thinking is that Mr. Dublin is rumored to keep a 2 karat diamond with him at all times, and a theft is what we're looking at,"

Jane smiled into his tea as he watched Bertram tell the public on live television about the false clue. Lisbon came up and pressed the power button on the TV. Jane turned it back on with the remote, unfazed. Lisbon turned it off. Jane turned it on. Lisbon turned it off and glared at him. He held the remote up in surrender.

"How do you think the director's going to feel about this when he finds out that he just told the media complete garbage?"

"Well either very angry or happy, depending if I'm right or wrong,"

"Abou- Ah, I see your trap. For who?"

"Guess,"

"Tell me!"

"Just guess,"

"You know what? Screw you, you crossed a line already,"

"Okay, go ahead,"

"Jane!" Lisbon yelled. "I'm not going to screw you,"

"Well," he said, "If you prefer making love, that's fine,"

She felt her cheeks getting red. "Jane! Enough already! Where did that come from?"

"Well, the bottom of your heart, of course, my dear Lisbon,"

"You're still making me play guessing games with you? You're still trying to punish me for lying to you? Well, you know what? I'm sorry. Sorry. You wanted off this case? Well you're off, go take a nap. We'll finish this without you."

Lisbon practically ran to her office. "You're cute when you're mad!" Jane yelled after her, then smirked to himself. Making her angry was fun. "I take it you don't want to hear my plan, then?" Then acting like Lisbon, he went, "No, I don't want to hear your plan. Sheep dip your plan,"

Lisbon couldn't believe he had said that. Did he seriously want her to make love to him right there in the CBI? Why would he want her anyway? He was just probably lonely and missed human contact, and she was easy prey. God, why wasn't she mad at him? He is so infuriating. But did he actually want to sleep with her? She closed the door to her office and decided she would do some paperwork to keep her mind off of it.

Jane hustled to the house of the Russo girl, even though it was late at night. He rang the doorbell. The stepfather, Keith, answered the door. "It's late," he told him.

"It's important, it's about the case."

Keith ushered him in and sat down at the table with the girl and her mother. He talked to them about various things, but made sure to say something about the diamond being in Mr. Dublin's tooth.

He left, then got into his car that was parked in the road. He slipped out his phone when it rang.

"Hey Lisbon, how's the detective work doing?"

"Eh, it's doing okay,"

"Well I'll tell you what. Why don't you meet me at the Russo's house and I'll show you something exciting," he paused for a moment when she didn't answer. "Lisbon? You there? Lisbon?"

He jumped at the knocking on his window. Lisbon was there, crouching down beside his car smirking at him. She was wearing a v-neck black long-sleeve shirt, which her mother's golden cross hung down to. Her pants were black to. They were at a stake out.

Jane rolled down his window. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," Lisbon sounded smug.

"I'm impressed. Very impressed. You found real proof, I expect?"

"We have a witness who saw a white man with a green truck, which Keith has. Do you have proof?"

"Relax, wait a while, and we shall be shown the proof you seek,"

Mr. Russo had driven to the place where he hid Mr. Dublin's body early in the morning. Lisbon had followed with the team half asleep. They cuffed his and brought him in. Turns out he had slapped the girl, and she told her father. He came to their house and beat Keith up. He was mad so he killed him. He faked the kidnapping so that his wife didn't suspect him.

Jane and Lisbon had gone to talk to the Russo girls, and after Jane was done bragging about how he had known the whole time it was Keith, they left.

"So you knew the whole time, and you decided to keep it to yourself?"

"Nope, no. I only knew when I read the ransom note, to be honest. You lied to me, so fair is fair,"

"I will never lie to me again. I lied this one time because I'm concerned. You're isolating yourself. You're pulling away from us, from me and the unit,"

"Meh," he denied.

"You-you are. It's not good. What's going on?"

Jane turned around to look at her and he walked back to stand next to her.

"Anybody that gets close to me, bad things happen,"

"A, that's not true. And B, even if it were, I'm a cop. It's our job to be in harms way,"

"You're not listening to me-"

"We're family. What you're doing is a kind of betrayal. A surrender, a defeat. You're letting Red John win,"

"Oh please. Please. Really? Okay, enough. Alright, no more pulling away. Alright, here, give me a hug," Jane opened up his arms.

"You don't mean it," Lisbon said quieter. "I can tell," she sounded smug again.

"What do you mean you can tell? You can't tell! I don't mean it, but you can't tell. You're guessing," Jane told her as they both started to walk towards the car again.

"Yes, I can tell,"

"How?"

"I don't know, I can tell when you're lying,"

"You cannot,"

"I can, too,"

"That's nonsense. You're lying. Liar, liar, pants on fire," Jane was such a little kid sometimes, though Lisbon still wanted that hug.

"I'm not lying,"

"You are,"

Lisbon stayed late at work that night to catch up with some paperwork. She heard a soft rapping at the door. She didn't have to look up to know that it was Jane who was walking into her office. "What do you want, Jane?"

"Go get some pizza with me, for closing the case,"

"Everyone else already went home," she looked up at him.

"Oh, I know," he told her, keeping the eye contact. "We can bring it back to your apartment, we can just order it there,"

"Are you inviting yourself to my place?" She joked.

Jane looked thoughtful.

"Fine, let's go,"

"Do I get that hug now?"

Lisbon laughed as they headed out to her car.

A/N2: You know, it really was disheartening that I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter. (Well except OrangHippopotamus, who doesn't count beacuse she's my best friend.) Though some of you added this to your alerts/favorites, which means you wanted more, right? I hope so. I would beg for a review, but I don't beg. But do it, please? I'm not pdating until I have at least 5. ;D