A/N: Thank you to those who reviewed! I love you! Well… not really. But I do feel a great sense of compassion towards you! And as a side note, I'm very happy that I've made you all laugh. I'm actually pretty happy right now!

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Annie: Soon enough? One of the sole purposes of me writing is to make people laugh. (My favorite was the Miss Congeniality part :P)

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"Lisbon, can I drive?" It had started already as the pair made their way to the elevator.

"Jane!" Lisbon whined. "It's my car!"

"But Lisbon," Jane said smiling, "it would be good practice for when we get together. The boss of the relationship gets to drive,"

"And what makes you think that you would be the boss of the relationship. I'm pretty sure you would do whatever I want you to,"

"Lisbon! That's not fair! You already get to be the boss at work," he argued.

"It's not as if you actually listen to me when I'm being the boss," Lisbon crossed her arms as she talked.

"True. Does that mean I get to drive?" The elevator doors opened, and the two walked out through the parking garage.

"Jane! No,"

He pouted. "Too bad,"

Lisbon smirked. She had won.

As they reached her car, Lisbon dug through her pockets to find her keys. She moved her head to face Jane as realization hit her.

"Jane," she said in a warning tone. "Give me my keys back,"

"No,"

Lisbon dropped her bag and jacket, lunging for Jane.

"Give them back, Jane," she demanded as she ran to catch the blonde consultant who had taken her car keys hostage.

"Not until you agree to let me drive," he told her as he narrowly missed Lisbon's hand that was trying to grab his suit jacket.

The two chased each other through the CBI parking lot until Jane finally got tired and slowed down. Lisbon jumped at him and tackled him to the concrete.

"Haha," Jane laughed, sitting down, his hands resting on his knees. He held out the keys to Lisbon's face, who was laughing beside him.

She reached for the keys in his hands.

"Thank yo-" she started, but stopped when he quickly held the keys out on the other side of him. Lisbon sighed.

"Fine. You can drive. Can I have the keys back now?" She stuck her hand out.

Jane smiled. "Good girl, my dear,"

He happily went to place the keys in her hand, but then thought better of it.

"Why would you need the keys if you weren't driving?" he asked her.

Lisbon pouted and stood up, brushing some dirt off of her pants. She stuck her hand out to help Jane up.

"You look cute when you do that," Jane told her.

"I'm not cute!" She protested.

"Ah, yes you are, my dear. The security guard that's over there is checking out your butt," he pointed to the young, buff guy leaning against a pickup truck.

Lisbon turned to find that in fact, the guy was checking her out. She frowned.

"Doesn't mean I'm cute," she mumbled.

Jane just grinned his grin as they walked back to the car. "He's glaring at me,"

"Who's glaring at you?"

"That security guard," Lisbon rolled her eyes.

"And why would he do that? Except for the fact that you annoy everything you come into contact with, I mean,"

"He thinks we're sleeping together," Jane told her simply as he shrugged his shoulders and unlocked the car to get into the driver's side.

"Everybody does," Lisbon growled as she buckled her seatbelt and crossed her arms.

"You have to admit, Lisbon, we have chemistry,"

She proceeded to look at him like he was crazy.

"What? We do," he told her. "I'll prove it."

"Yeah. Right. I'd like to see how you'd do that,"

That wasn't smart on Lisbon's part. Now he'd take it as a challenge.

They pulled up to Lisbon's apartment building.

Jane had been thinking about how he was going to prove they had chemistry the whole car ride, since Lisbon just pouted about not driving the whole way.

Jane patted Lisbon's thigh, quite high. He watched as she bit her lip and shivered. He inwardly smiled as the first part of his plan had worked.

Lisbon had gotten out of the car faster than him, as she was already standing impatiently by her door. Jane came up close behind her from the left, his hand skimming her hip as he moved past her to get to the door to unlock it, seeing how he had the keys. She tensed immediately.

He shoved the door open with a push and said, "Home sweet home, Lisbon!"

"Fantastic. It's even better since you're here," she retorted sarcastically.

"I knew you loved me, Reeses!"

"Ugh," Lisbon groaned. "When did Annie tell you that one?"

"Hah!" Jane clapped. "You didn't deny it!" Lisbon rolled her eyes.

"Whatever," she said. "I'm going to go order the pizzas. What do you want on it?"

Jane was still grinning at her. "You love me,"

"You know what? Forget it. I don't know why I try to be nice to you,"

"I know why, my dear. You loooooove me,"

"Jane," she warned, "I will not hesitate to throw this at you," meaning the phone that she was clasping in her petite hands.

"Nah," Jane told her, "You love me too much."

Jane sat on the counter in the kitchen while Lisbon went to find a bag of frozen vegetables in the back of her freezer. She took out a pack of carrots and walked over to Jane. She inspected his head wound once more. She ran her pointer finger over his ever-growing green-ish yellow bruise.

"Sorry," Lisbon told him when he winced. "I didn't mean to throw it that hard,"

"You know what, Lisbon?" Jane asked her as they made their way to the couch.

"Huh?"

"It's okay. Do you want to know why?"

"Why?" She gave in.

Jane grabbed her by her hip and pressed her into the cushions of the couch. They were both breathing heavily. "You'd look sexy in a nurse costume," Jane breathed.

His nose was only a centimeter away from hers; she could feel the tingle of his ragged breathing on her neck. She tried hard not to shiver, but it didn't do her much good. Most of Jane's body was in between her legs. Lisbon felt the urge to wrap her legs around him.

She knew he could tell, because he grinned again as his eyes filled with lust. She swallowed. He leaned in closer so he was able to smell the cinnamon in her hair that was left from her shampoo. His lips barely touched hers when she closed her eyes, and they heard a bang from the door, which neither had noticed was open until now.

A teenage kid stood awkwardly in the doorway. Jane waved at him and jumped off of the couch to pay for the food. Lisbon hurried upstairs towards her bedroom to change into her pajamas as she felt her cheeks getting red.

"I bet she's good," the boy nodded towards Lisbon as she basically flew up the stairs.

"Oh yeah," Jane told him as he exchanged the pizza for a pile of bills. "She's way good,"

The 16 year-old smiled wishfully and Jane closed the door in his face. Once he sat the pizza box on the coffee table, turned on the TV, and sat down, Lisbon jogged down the stairs. She was only wearing an oversized football jersey, which Jane could see some of her underwear since his legs were stretched out along the back of the couch and the wall. His curls skimmed the carpet. He was upside down.

"Lisbon," he said enthusiastically, "Why are you wearing green lace underwear? Plan on getting laid tonight?"

"Jane!" She yelled at him. Her cheeks were already crimson. "No…"

Jane smiled. "Its okay, come have some pizza,"

He twisted so that his body covered the length of the couch, not leaving any room for Lisbon.

"Jane!" Lisbon whined. "You're hogging my couch. Move,"

He pretended to think about it for a minute. "No,"

"Why not?"

"Well, if we're married, I own half of everything that you do. This is my half,"

"Okay, A, we're not married, and B, where the hell is my half?"

"You wish we were, though, my dear. And your half is on top of my half, of course,"

Lisbon studied his appearance for a minute. He had ditched his suit jacket and his vest, which was fine with her. She was glad he was relaxing around her and not pulling away. His pink shirt sleeves were rolled up, too. His curls were all messed up. Jane looked sexy.

"Fine," she finally gave into him again.

Lisbon walked over to the coffee table and grabbed a slice. She then gingerly took a bite and sat down right on Jane's chest. She squirmed a little, moving her hips against his.

"What're you doing?" He asked her.

"Trying to get comfortable, what do you think?"

"Well, that, Lisbon, is not going to end well for me if you continue to do that," he looked apologetic, and Lisbon knew what he meant. She stopped eating her pizza for a moment, then moved to lay down on top of him. Her legs mingled with his and her torso was propped up with her elbows, which rested on Jane's chest.

Jane watched her as she watched one of her girly shows. She was beautiful. He decided to tell her that.

"Hey, Reeses?"

"Yeah, Jane?" She responded, not even glancing back at him from the TV.

"You're beautiful,"

A/N2: Okay, I know, it's kinda a cliffie, and it was short. But in my defense, I only did it so that you would review to see what heavy object Lisbon hits Jane with this time. I wonder if he'll end up in the hospital…. Oops. I want 20 reviews, but I suppose I'll update at 15, maybe not very quick… I don't know, you guys decide. Predictions? Ideas? Questions? Concerns? Random vegetables? I don't care, leave it in a review.