A Jealous Interruption

I was strangely pleased to hear that an important case had come in. At least Jane's date with Kristina was interrupted and nothing would develop between the psychics. Why am I so bothered? Am I jealous of Kristina? Argh! I shouldn't care. In fact, I don't care. But I do.

When Jane arrived back at work I was momentarily pleased to see him. But then I saw who he had brought with him. KRISTINA! What the hell was she doing here? I controlled my unexpected rage - more like jealousy- at Kristina and put on a calm face. I was so calm I nearly started childishly sniggering at the disgusting blouse Kristina had on, but when she caught my eye I returned her gaze with the look of death I gave anyone when I was annoyed at them.

I emerged from my silly train of thought when I saw the look of poorly hidden annoyance on Jane's face when Kristina spoke. Kristina started batting her eyelids at Jane. But I felt smug when he pretended not to notice. He caught my eye and gave me a little smile, a shadow of his cocky grin that usually graced his handsome face.

I pulled him aside. "What's wrong?"

He struggled to hide a bitter face. "What gives you the idea that anything is wrong?"

"You're just not as, well, arrogant as you usually are."

"Arrogant?" He sounded genuinely surprised."No, everything's fine. Fine, fine, fine."

His tone of voice betrayed the lie he was telling.

"Just let it out."

He hesitated."Kristina tried to communicate with my wife. I told her that it was a pack of lies and that I didn't want to know. That's it."

I didn't know how to answer that. Sympathy wasn't one of my strengths. So I just nodded, trying to say that I was sorry for him, but I didn't know how to say it. He seemed to get it and he rubbed my shoulder. It didn't feel awkward, it felt nice. Tingly and warm.

The moment was interrupted by Hightower. Of course. "Excuse me. You do know that we have an important case going on, don't you, or has it slipped your mind?"

I was annoyed to see that this was directed more at me than Jane, but I let it go."Yes, mam. Right on it."

This seemed to satisfy her, so she strode off. I cleared my throat."So, the case. Woman found drowned in the pond in her back yard. A poor imitation of Red John's mark on the fence opposite. No signs of –"

Jane pressed a finger to my lips. I almost shuddered with delight. I continued to be outwardly calm. "Shhh," he murmured. "We don't need to talk about that now." He began to softly stroke my hair. My stomach began doing flips.

And then I don't quite know what came over me, but I kissed him. His look of surprise was hilarious, but soon he shut his eyes and kissed me back, gently at first but soon we were kissing so passionately I almost stopped and told him how I felt. But we didn't need words now.

After what seemed like forever, we drew back from the kiss and I gazed into his eyes. Then his face lit up as Kristina Frye screamed and fled the room. We began to kiss again, more out of spite for Kristina than anything else.