A/N: Hey everyone! Here's another update. So I saw the new picture of Pike and Lisbon and I almost cried. I'm so sad for Jane, but hopefully he will finally speak up about his feelings! Please please review and tell me what you think :) Shout outs to: jisbonfa, nic73, clairebare, moonserenity089, Nat, Hayseed Socrates, Colourful Glitter, BrennanBooth, kusukayo, Ena, Miyanaa, DaboGirl, Ebony10, and all of the guest reviewers! Thank you all for your compliments.

Jane walked through the door just in time to see Lisbon entering the bathroom. "Hey maybe we should-"

He was cut off by the slamming of the bathroom door. He shook his head, great she was pissed. He shed his scarf and shoes. He was a little sweaty from being in the hot sun all day and not to mention Lisbon's performance on his lap. He didn't mean to get so excited, but a man could only hold back so much after secretly desiring a woman for so long.

He wanted to order room service, but decided that he didn't want to upset Lisbon any further. He would sit and wait for her to come out of hiding so that they could talk. At that moment, he heard the shower turn on. Of course she would avoid him by getting a shower. He decided to test out the bed. It was probably time for his usual afternoon couch nap anyway. Just then, he realized that there was only one bed in their room. "Well this should be interesting," he whispered to himself.

-/-

Lisbon had been sitting in a chair positioned in the side of the room for a couple of hours now. Earlier, she got out of the shower only to find Jane asleep on the bed. She was honestly happy about that. It gave her more time to calm down about the whole situation. Now, she was sitting comfortably looking over case files and taking notes. She was not in the mood to deal with Jane or this case anymore. She didn't want to be stuck in a room pretending to be Jane's mistress. All she wanted was a tall glass of wine and a hot bath to soak in.

She glanced over at the bed to see Jane tossing around. He was waking up.

"Ohh, how long was I asleep?," he called out to her. It startled Lisbon; his voice sounded deeper and sexier than usual.

"Like three hours," she replied immediately. She pretended to be interested in the file that was resting on her lap.

"Mmmm. This bed is amazing. I may have to get one of my own. How was the shower?" He rolled over on the bed, tangled in the sheets, to face Lisbon.

"Fine."

"Do you want to order something to eat?," he questioned.

She shrugged without looking up from her files.

Jane sat up with a heavy sigh. "Alright then. Want to tell me what's bothering you?"

Her head snapped up. "If you have to seriously ask that question then we're going to have some problems," she replied sternly. Lisbon wasn't in the mood for Jane's games.

He could tell that this conversation was quickly going to escalate into an argument. "You're angry at me for protecting you?," he asked defensively.

"Protecting me! That's what you call that? You almost killed him over a harmless touch," she replied incredulously. She all but threw the case files onto the carpet, focusing solely on Jane.

Jane tossed his legs over the bed, stomping them on the ground in annoyance."Harmless touch? I don't think so. You yelped when he grabbed you. Who knows what would've happened if I left him alone with you."

"Hmmmm. I don't know. Seeing as I'm an FBI Agent. But then again there's no way that I could handle a big scary man without you to save me."

"That's what Patrick, my cover identity, would've done. Ergo, I attacked him."

Lisbon paused, "I don't even care about that."

"Then what are we fighting about?," Jane threw his hands in the air in disbelief.

"Once again, you planned things without me. You never let me in on your schemes. I'm just as clueless as Abbott and Fischer. Is that what I am to you? Just another colleague?," Lisbon questioned. She was standing now with her arms crossed and face filled with hurt.

"What did you want me to do? Turn to you and tell you the plan, while they were sitting right there?" Jane ran a hand through his hair.

"The gun, Jane. You stole a damned gun and hid it from me!"

Now they were standing face-to-face.

She didn't give him a chance to respond. She lowered her voice, "God Jane, it's always the same fight with you. You don't trust me. You say you do, but you don't. I can't...I don't know if I can do this anymore."

"What is that supposed to mean?," he asked worriedly. Jane was starting to panic.

"I just don't know anymore," she whispered refusing to meet his eyes.

Jane reached out to touch her cheek. "Lisbon..."

A knock on the adjoining door cut off Jane's response. Lisbon quickly backed away from Jane and practically ran to the door in order to put even more distance between them.

She pulled the door open, expecting to see an enraged Fischer, but was met with Agent Pike's worried expression.

He stood wearily at the entrance. "Uhh hey. I was just wondering if everything was okay over here." He looked to Jane and then to Lisbon, implying that he had overheard their screaming match.

"We're fine, thanks." Lisbon gave him a fake smile.

Jane sat back on the bed, seemingly emotionally exhausted.

Lisbon refused to look in his direction, focusing on cleaning up her scattered papers. After a minute of silence, she forgot that Pike was still standing awkwardly in the doorway until he spoke again.

"Right...well um, Teresa. If you're not busy, do you wanna come over here and go over our backup plans? In case something happens and I need I be brought into the mission."

Jane caught the accusing glance of Pike when he mentioned "something happening" in the mission. Pike was implying that he was that something.

Lisbon looked briefly at Jane and then back to Pike. "That sounds great to me. Let me just gather these files." Thank God, she thought. She could finally get the hell away from Jane. She felt suffocated being stuck in the room with him.

"Okay just meet me over here." Pike moved away from the door and back into his own room.

Jane rolled his eyes at Pike's lame comment. What an idiot. Of course Lisbon would meet him over there. Where else would she go. Jane jumped off the bed and walked back over towards Lisbon. "Lisbon, we weren't finished our conversation," he said in a hushed voice.

"Well I'm finished," she bit back. She continued sorting through the files on the ground.

"Teresa-"

Lisbon dropped the files and stood up. "No. You don't get to do that. I'm going over there with Agent Pike. You can do whatever you want." She picked up her files and walked right through the door, leaving no room for discussion

Jane stood reeling from the adjoining door being slammed in his face. He didn't think that she was that angry. So he stole a gun...so what? He only did it to protect them. She had to know that. He wasn't allowed to surprise her once and a while? His head was pounding from all of the confusion regarding Lisbon's feelings. Just when he thought everything was great between them, something or someone (Pike) had to ruin it. He flopped back onto the bed. He didn't have anything else to do. He only wanted to talk to Lisbon again.

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Bang bang bang "Room service," a voice called out. Jane jolted awake. He was confused and disoriented. He must've fallen asleep. Why was room service at their door?

"Hello?," the voice called out again.

Jane scrubbed his face with one of his hands to wake himself up. He opened the door to reveal a hotel employee holding a huge covered tray. "Good evening Sir. Room service for a Tessa Brink?"

"You have the...," Jane began, but cut himself off. He was going to tell the employee that he had the wrong room. That his "girlfriend" was over in the room next door spending time with Agent Pike. He momentarily forgot that the room had surveillance equipment set up in plain sight and Pike was supposed to be staying out of sight for the time being. "Oh, right," he laughed. "She must've ordered while I was in the bathroom." Jane took the tray from the man and settled it on the table next to the door. He pulled out his wallet and handed the man some tip money. "Thank you."

Jane began to lift the food tray cover, hoping to get a peak at what they ordered. He was interrupted by a light knock on the adjoining door.

"All clear," Jane called out.

Pike creeped into the room with no sign of Lisbon, to Jane's dismay. "Hey Jane. Sorry about that. We got a little hungry and couldn't have the delivery man walking in with all of the files out."

Jane glanced at the bedside clock, it read 7 p.m. Lisbon must've been over there for at least two hours now. Jane withheld the angry growl that he felt bubbling up inside of him. He honestly wanted to throw Pike out into the hallway and hand him over to Gabriel. But that would be another thing that Lisbon could add to the list of his wrongdoings. So, Jane sucked a calming breath in through gritted teeth and responded to Pike. "Right."

Pike moved over to the tray and touched it, but didn't pick it up. He looked up at Jane. "Do you wanna join us? You can't be having much fun over here by yourself. I think we ordered enough food to share."

We. We. We. Unbelievable. The words were like a punch in the gut and a slap to the face. Pike was now grouping himself and Lisbon into their own category and Jane was now the outsider. Well, he couldn't allow that to happen. Jane gave a fake smile, "Maybe in a little while."

"Alright, we haven't gotten much done anyway. So you're welcome whenever."

"Uh huh," Jane replied skeptically. They hadn't gotten much done in two hours? What were they doing in all of that time? Jane pictured Pike and Lisbon laughing and having a great time. Lisbon all over Pike, kissing him and touching him. He shook his head. Nonsense, Lisbon would never do something like that.

Pike was staring awkwardly at Jane. "Oh, here." He held out a couple of dollars for Jane to take

"What's this?," Jane questioned.

"For the tip. I didn't want you to get stuck with paying our tip."

Jane looked back at him with a blank face.

Pike hesitated. He didn't know what to do. "Well I'll see you soon then." He walked back through the door, carrying the tray.

Jane continued to stare at the closed door. Pike was really trying to be friendly towards him. They couldn't be friends. They were competitors for Lisbon's attention and Jane needed to win.

Female laughter echoed through the hotel walls. It was Lisbon's. When was the last time he heard Lisbon's laugh? He couldn't even remember. Jane's attention snapped back to the task at hand. He needed to get over there and interrupt them. Lisbon could not fall for Pike.

TBC, Pike is winning over Lisbon's affection. What should Jane do? Thanks so much for reading. Please REVIEW...review...review. Thanks :)