This is a continuation of a drabble I wrote in Music & Lyrics, my version of the music drabble challenge. It's dedicated to JocelynMcC who asked for it! I'm sorry it's late, but I hope everyone enjoys it! It makes me happy!To those of you following my crossover, the next chapter will be up in a day or so!

First Time is by Lifehouse

Patrick Jane was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling as he listened to the sounds of other agents hard at work. He shifted his gaze to Lisbon's office. Her door was closed. It was almost never closed. She had been in a meeting with Minelli all morning, and once it was finished she headed straight to her office without saying a word to the team. Van Pelt had glared at him. The senior agent's odd behavior was more than likely Jane's fault. This time, however, he was a little apprehensive. He was starting to care that his actions were affecting her, and that scared him.

He rolled over trying to get more comfortable as he pondered this new development. He always knew that he was attracted to her, but he had chalked it up to being without female company for so long. He wasn't sure he could actually love anyone else after his wife and child. It was easier to stay broken and not face the possibility that something would happen to her. He wasn't sure he could handle loosing someone a second time, especially if it was because of his relentless quest for revenge.

What he didn't count on was that he'd fall for her anyway-whether he told her or not. He'd still worry when she was in danger, only he wasn't able to comfort her, to love her. Maybe it was worth it after all, he thought as he stared at her shadow through her closed blinds. The worst thing that could happen would be her rejection. He shuddered at the thought. If that was the case, he would have to pick up and move on. He refused to hurt her anymore. The other agents watched with baffled expressions as the consultant suddenly stood up and entered Lisbon's office without knocking. It was about time.

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We're both looking for something
We've been afraid to find
It's easier to be broken
It's easier to hide

Looking at you, holding my breath,
For once in my life, I'm scared to death,
I'm taking a chance, letting you inside.

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Theresa Lisbon was searching through her desk drawers when she heard her door open softly. Damn that man. He had probably stolen the last of her chocolate in the first place seeing as how the entire bag of Dove candy was gone. She practically growled at the thought. One would think he would have learned from being married to never come between a woman and her chocolate.

"Ummm, Lisbon?" he asked as he walked behind her desk to find her surrounded by miscellaneous objects that were probably seeing light for the first time in months. She stood up and turned to him with a glare.

"Where is it?" she said softly. He took a step back as her eyes glittered. So this is how the antelope felt before the lioness attacked. She took another step forward and he felt his back hit the wall as blood rushed through his body. She'd kill him if she knew how turned on he was right now. That was definitely not his mission for today's conversation. This was supposed to be a nice pleasant conversation where he would finally reveal his feelings, but of course things would never go smoothly. The world was against him. He jumped as he felt her breath against his cheek, her lips brushing his ear as she stood on her tip toes. He closed his eyes.

"Stop stealing my chocolate," she whispered.

"Shit!" He mumbled softly as he felt her hand slide into his pants pockets. He heard her throaty laugh and opened his eyes to see her amused expression as she waved the last of the chocolate he had taken from her office earlier. He groaned and leaned against the wall as she gave him a cheeky grin before taking a few steps back.

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The world that I see inside you
Waiting to come to life
Waking me up to dreaming
Reality in your eyes

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She grinned at his flustered expression as he stood frozen by the wall. She took pleasure in the rare moments she was able to catch him off guard. She glanced back towards her computer as she licked the remaining chocolate from her fingers. Looking back at him, she flushed at the intensity of his gaze. As hard as she tried, she couldn't look away as he moved closer to her.

He cornered her against her desk and raised his hand to softly caress her cheek. She leaned into his touch as his thumb brushed gently over her lips. They stood there frozen for several minutes, neither daring to make the first move as thousands of words unspoken passed between them. Tired of waiting, she pressed her lips against his. His hand moved to the back of her head threading into her dark curls, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. She tasted like chocolate, he thought as he felt her hands wrap around him as she tugged playfully at his bottom lip. Breathlessly, he pulled away and touched his forehead to hers.

"I think I love you," he said.

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I'm feeling alive all over again
As deep as the sky under my skin
Like being in love, she says, for the first time
Maybe I'm wrong, I'm feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time

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