Lisbon was still hugging him when she realized that he have dozed off. She lowered them both on the couch and still holding him she closed her eyes. The rest of the night was peaceful for both of them. Morning came too quickly but none of them woke up. Lisbon turned off her alarm before she fell asleep. She thought that if Jane wakes he would wake her up too. Morning passed and they were still sleeping. Lisbon was lying almost on top of Jane, his hands were entangled around her. It was almost lunch time when the need to visit bathroom woke Lisbon up. She was feeling a little dizzy from sleeping on the couch but what make her truly confused was the way she slept. In fact she was not sleeping on the couch at all, she was sleeping on Jane.

Oh, well.

At least he looked better then the night before.

She tried to wiggle out of his arms but the movement woke him up too. He groaned a little and hold her tighter. Didn´t even opened his eyes.

„Hey, Jane, I need to go to bathroom."

„Mhmm hm?"

„Jane, really..."

„What?"

He managed to open his eyes.

„Oh, hi."

„Yeah, hi, I need to go to bathroom."

„Uh, okay."

He let go of her and she climbed of him.

„Go back to sleep, okay?"

His eyes were already closed.

„Uhm."

Lisbon walked up the stairs and headed into her bathroom. All kinds of thought were floating through her mind. One of them had the highest priority. So, she slept with Jane. Not in that other way, but they slept together, in her home, on one couch. The thought of it made her giggle a bit. It was a nervous giggle. They always had something going on between them, but never acted on it because of Red John, but now he was out of the picture. In these five weeks Jane never made a move on her, not once, so she thought it was nothing and that he was not interested after all. But the way he held her this morning and the crying the other night...it was intimate.

Maybe he did not made any move because of how he was feeling. And the fact he pushes everyone away just because he might hurt them according to him might be in consideration.

Then she remembered the kiss. Her stomach made a little turn.

It was just on the temple but still...

It was still a kiss.

She thought about it little more but it made her even more confused so she took quick shower instead, trying to hurry in case Jane would have another nightmare. When she dried herself, she put on an oversized jersey and black yoga pants and went downstairs.

Jane was sprawled on the couch, still asleep. She smiled despite her confused feelings. He looked so calm, finally. The question was, what to do now? She was fully awake, and didn´t wanted to disturb him. But her stomach had different opinion and growled, really loud. Startled, she looked at Jane who did not seem to hear the noise. When was the last time she ate anything?

Ah, yes, yesterday lunch with Jane, they shared sandwich. Such a good sandwich. Her stomach made another deep growl.

Lisbon hissed. She just need to stop thinking about food. The truth was her fridge was almost empty. Nothing eatable in it.

Some baking soda.

Some beer.

Half full bottle of tequila.

And...ice cream.

Yes, that´s it.

It is just pathetic.

She sighed a little.

If your fridge is a map of your life outside of work, then she is a small town in the middle of nowhere with one inhabitant.

There is one thing she always got stocked at home. No matter what, it can be the end of the world and she would still be sipping her morning coffee with bliss. Moving silently, almost stealthy she went to the cupboard where she kept her caffeine. This was a hard task, in fact. The cupboard squeaked a little when being opened. She grabbed it with her small hand and started to open it really slowly, so slowly that the doors itself weren´t sure if they´re being opened.

Moving inch by inch, she was closer to her coffee.

Just a few more inches...

There, her second hand trailed inside the cupboard, knowing where exactly to look. She took out the coffee, grinning like and idiot.

She made it.

Jane is still asleep and she got her coffee.

A small victory.

Then, without thinking she closed those squeaky doors with full force. Not only they squeaked, they also closed with a loud bang.

Still standing there, with the coffee in her hand, she heard a chuckle from the couch.

„Trying out some stealthy ninja moves, Lisbon?"

She turned to face him, he was lying on his back, grinning.

„I took it out without waking you, you know."

„Yes, a great plan, almost taken to it´s perfection, if it hasn´t been for the last part. You need to be more patient, woman."

He was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

„Oh, just shut up!"

He raised one eyebrow.

„Somebody needs to be caffeinated, is that right?"

She rolled her eyes and started making herself a cup.

„You want some tea?"

„That would be lovely, but since I am the quest, I shall serve you. Go sit over there, at the comfortable chair while I make you the coffee the way you like it."

„I can make myself coffee the way I like it."

„Meh, I am sure you can, but I am offering you a service and declining it would be rude, so please sit. And I make better coffee than you. It is just one of my many talents."

Lisbon sighed. Sometimes the man could be so charming, but then he would turn into a pain in the ass in just a second. That was one of his many talents too, she guessed.

He was in the middle of brewing her a cup, when something came to his mind. Today was a work day. And he was at home, with Lisbon, or better, she was at home, during a work day. With him while he was brewing her a cup and she seemed absolutely fine with that.

Was he sleeping for two days straight?

„Uh, Lisbon?"

„Yeah?"

„Just a quick question, how long did I slept?"

„About twelve hours I think."

„So today is friday?"

She gave him a confused look, then it hit her too.

„Yes, I...uh, sort of called Hightower...and, she gave us a two weeks off."

She avoided his eye contact. He could see that she was a little ashamed, as if she was not sure if he would be okay with that, but did it anyway. He stopped what he was doing and walked slowly to her, then, without a notice he hugged her. This hug was different then the night one. This hug was far more gentle, he hugged her as if she was a fragile piece of glass but at the same time she could feel the raw emotions from it. He was grateful.

Patting him on his back she asked him if he was alright with that.

As it turns out he was.

After a while she asked him if he´s gonna make her that coffee or not.

With a chuckle he let go of her and made her a cup.

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Again, I would like to say thank you to anybody who likes this story :) I enjoy writing it, so it might be a little bit longer.