A/N: Thanks for all your kind reviews, I'm really enjoying writing this and think I've become a little Jisbon obsessed!

Chapter 5 – One-upmanship

It was a nice day so Jane suggested they go for a walk in the afternoon. They went for an ice-cream in a park nearby where they sat on a bench and people watched for a while.

He saw her shoulders relax and she smiled, enjoying the sun on her face.

'Feeling better now?' he enquired.

'Yes, much better thanks. This was a good idea.'

'Well, I do have them occasionally you know, Lisbon.'

'I suppose you do...occasionally.'

He put his arm around her shoulder and to his surprise she leaned her head on his, still eating her ice-cream.

He closed his eyes and committed this moment to his memory palace. It had been a long time since he had felt so...what was the word, he thought...peaceful? content? happy? Perhaps it was a mixture of all of these.

Lisbon finished her ice-cream but kept her head on his shoulder, moving her hand tentatively to his chest, playing with the buttons on his vest. His face didn't react but took her hand and held it there, rubbing small circles into its palm.

They sat like this for a few minutes. Jane still had his eyes closed when Lisbon first glanced up and for a moment she thought he had fallen asleep.

'You know, it's rude to stare, Lisbon' he said, still with his eyes closed.

'I was just thinking we should get back, it's getting near dinner time.'

He opened his eyes. 'I hope that's an invitation.'

'If you like but the best you're getting is takeout, I'm not exactly a gourmet chef.'

'Don't I know it, it must have taken me five years to teach you how to make me a proper cup of tea.'

She kissed him gently, moving her hand through his blond curls. He kissed her back, at first gently, then harder and deeper until she gasped a little as his hand began to touch the bare skin under her t-shirt. All at once, he stopped suddenly, grinned and sat back on the bench, pleased with himself.

She sat with her mouth open for a moment, not quite sure at first what had happened. Then she realised. She wasn't going out with a normal guy like Marcus any more, she was dating Jane. And just because they were dating now it didn't mean he was going to stop playing his childish mind games or take any chance to embarrass her.

'Well if you carry on like that it might be another five years before I make you another' she said sternly, getting up from the bench. 'Come on, let's go, and just for that you can pay for the pizza.'

'Just for what, what did I do?' he asked innocently, hands in the air, smiling.

After pizza, Jane retired to the couch, sprawled out, threw off his shoes and turned on the TV. Lisbon stood looking at him from the other side of the room and shook her head.

'Comfortable, are you?' she asked.

Jane ignored the sarcastic tone. 'Yes thanks, I must say you have a very comfortable couch, Lisbon.'

'Well I'm so glad it meets with your approval' she replied in the same tone as before.

'Aren't you going to join me? Or are you afraid you won't be able to control yourself in this close a proximity to me?'

At that moment she hated that he could read her so well but Lisbon loved a challenge so she marched over and lay down on the couch in front of him.

He put one arm around her shoulder and the other began stroking her hair.

'So what are we watching?', hoping it was something she could become engrossed in to block out Jane's soft touch.

'Documentary about polar bears' he replied, getting more comfortable and moving the hand from her shoulder to across her waist, making soft sweeping gestures across her t-shirt. Of course. She wondered what his fascination with wildlife programmes was all about. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as his hand caressed her stomach and answered 'Great.'

'Did you know that all polar bears are left-handed, or I guess that should be left-pawed?' he asked, moving her hair back from her shoulder with his free hand and began to kiss her neck gently, all the while still watching the TV.

'Fascinating' she replied, her best poker face on as his light kisses made her tingle all the way to her toes. Two can play that game, she thought. She moved her body closer into him and took the hand from across her waist and began kissing the tips of his fingers lightly, holding it closer to her breasts. After a few moments she detected Jane's breathing become quicker as he began kissing her neck with more intensity now, moving his lips back and forward to her ear, the documentary no longer holding any interest for him.

She closed her eyes and smiled. All of a sudden she jumped off the couch, leaving Jane surprised and confused.

'What the hell!' he gasped, sitting up.

She grinned jubilantly. 'You see you only think you can read me like a book, Patrick, I always told you that you don't know me as well as you think you do!'

After a moment he recovered slightly and looked at her. 'Well, I'm glad after all these years we're finally on first name terms, Teresa.'

'Sorry' she said laughing, sitting back down. 'But it served you right after what you did to me in the park.'

'I never realised what a spiteful person you could be Teresa Lisbon, I'm appalled, just appalled' he replied, feigning hurt.

She laughed again and sat further back on the couch. He turned around and smiled at her, admiring how she had played him and realising that perhaps she was right, maybe she wasn't as predictable as he thought she was.

After a few minutes they lay back down together and began cuddling again but both knew that nothing more than that was going to happen that night as tiredness began to overtake them. Before they knew it they had both fallen asleep on the couch, the documentary about polar bears still running.