A/N: With all your pleadings and requests, how could I not write another chapter? First of all, thanks for all the kind words guys. You rule almost as much as Root and Shaw rule! :D

This chapter starts almost where the latest PoI episode, "Most Likely To…" ends. You'll understand as you read it. Let's just delay that last scene where Harold and Root are walking in the park a bit, for this to take place, ok? :D

In between shots, Shaw heard her voice in her ear-piece.

[Sorry to bother you, Shaw] Root said. The hacker hadn't shown up or even call Harold since their last encounter in her apartment a week ago. It wasn't like Shaw cared that much, but it was unusual of Root to be AWOL for that long.

"I'm a little busy here, Root", Shaw replied popping up from behind the lab counter top and pulling the trigger 4 times, trying to hit some of the Vigilance men sent to kill her and Reese, who was behind another counter top nearby.

[I'm aware of your situation. That's why I called, to apologize.]

Shaw didn't quite understand what Root was referring to, at first. Could she be apologizing for that night? Nah, if someone had something to apologize for that night, it would be herself. Not that she would ever admit that she might had been a bit too harsh on Root.

But that call wasn't about that night, obviously. Root wouldn't try to get her killed by distracting her with useless conversation. As Root explained that she had given away Shaw and Reese's coordinates in order to figure how Vigilance was communicating internally, Shaw's urge to punch the other woman grew in her veins. What the hell was she thinking?!

[Harold's about to be in trouble, got to go.]

Damn you, Root. Thank you very much! Shaw thought to herself, shaking her head.

Once Reese and Shaw were finished saving Matthew Reed, and Root managed to save Harold and Fusco, not so lucky with the envelop that was in the safe, the Machine reconnected Root and Shaw on the phone. Root heard Matthew flirt with Shaw.

[I don't do relationships] The ex-military woman said to the tall man.

[Who said anything about a relationship?] Root heard him reply. She chuckled.

"Are you really interested in that guy, Shaw? You could do better." Root said.

[Why? Are you jealous?] The answer made Root's smile widen.

"Talk to you later, Shaw."

Shaw met John in the car. As Matthew made her stay behind a little longer, Reese had already taken the wheel. She grumbled.

"You have to let me drive once in a while, or I'll lose practice and bump our car next time I do, honey." She said, playfully.

"Honey, when you stop flirting with other men, maybe I'll let you drive" Reese answered, joining the "play".

"You too? It's not my fault Betty was so attractive."

They both chuckled and Reese started the engine. They drove back to the library to meet up with Finch and know what had happened to him and Fusco.

Root wasn't there though. After Finch put them up to the latest bad developments with Vigilance, he told them to get some rest. Shaw went home.

She took off her black dress, throwing it on top of the bed, along with her earpiece and her shoes and went straight to the small bathroom, getting rid of the rest of the minor clothing pieces she had on and hopping into the shower. As the cold water came in contact with her body, her muscles contracted, but they soon got used to it.

A few minutes later, Shaw stepped out of the shower and got dressed. Underwear, sweatpants and a white tank top. As she stepped out to her room again, she saw something odd through the corner of her eye, a figure by the door. She reached for her gun and only then looked at the intruder, aiming straight at it. Or should she say her.

"Hello again, Shaw." Root greeted as she stood leaning against the door, chewing a red apple.

"Root. One day you'll make me shoot you unintentionally. Could you let me save the bullets for an intentional occasion?" Shaw said, lowering her weapon and resting it on the bedside table again. "I thought you had learned to ask for permission before entering someone's home."

"I told you I would see you later, remember?"

Sometimes she forgot that with Root, every word counted. She hadn't really paid attention to the way the hacker had hang up their previous conversation. But apparently, it had been a self-invitation to come over.

"And what is it that you want here, Root?" Sam Shaw said whilst grabbing her towel and running it through her wet hair, not giving much importance to Root on the other end of the room.

"Didn't you miss me?" The taller woman asked as she threw the semi eaten apple into the trashcan near the door. She lingered for a moment, expecting the other woman to turn her attention to her. But Shaw was pretending she was ignoring her, so she started walking towards her. Shaw was now crouched on the side of her bed, pulling a box from under it a placing her shoes inside. Root was now right by her side, and as Shaw stood up, still not facing her, Root tried to place the palm of her hand in the other woman's shoulder. But Shaw's flawless reflexes were faster, snatching Root's arm in mid air as she turned.

"What do you want?" Shaw asked again. She saw the change in Root's face. The confident and strong posture she had a minute ago was gone. Now she was just staring at her. So defenseless. So fragile.

At the absence of an answer, Shaw sighed and let go of Root's arm. "How come you sometimes seem so indestructible and tough, and so vulnerable at others?" Shaw asked after a moment of silence between them as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Which one do you want me to be, now?" Root replied. A playful grin taking shape in her lips.

Shaw tilted her head, disapproving Root's flirty attempt.

Root giggled. "At least I'm not always the rampant, grumpy punch-thrower, neck-breaker and knee-shooter, rude arm-twister…" And the list would continue, but Shaw silenced her as she brought her firm hand to Root's neck. Root coughed due to the unexpected air blockage.

"Any problem with my methods?" Shaw asked. Root held her hand up, in a sign of surrender. "And I can be delicate too, sometimes." Shaw completed, as she loosen the grip on Root's neck a little.

"Oh yeah? I'd like to see that." Root said with a provocative tone, like a little child trying to prove something. Her focus lost between Shaw's dark eyes and her pouty lips. She felt Shaw's hand slide just above her hip, slowly, teasing the skin under her shirt.

"This isn't right." Shaw said, her own eyes turning their attention to Root's partially open mouth.

"Face it, Shaw. You kind of like me. Because you don't fully understand me. And that is attractive to you. It's the same reason why I feel attracted to you." Root leaned closer, but not all the way. She waited for Shaw's approval. And it came. Shaw closed the gap between their lips as she wrapped her arms around the other woman, running her hands up and down Roots back and sides. The kiss grew rougher, needier. Shaw pushed Root, forcing her to walk backwards. As her back hit the hard wall, Root stared at Shaw and raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, was that too harsh?" Shaw asked, defiantly. She brushed her body on Root's and whispered in her ear, sending shivers all over the hacker's body. "I'll go gentle on you."

Root ran her tongue over the other woman's lips, silently asking her to open them and kiss her again. A request Shaw easily granted. Root's hands slipped under Shaw's tank top, igniting the skin beneath as she roamed up, pulling the fabric along. But Shaw intercepted her hands, grabbing them and pinning them firmly above Rott's head, against the wall. She locked eyes with Root for a long and intimidating moment. It wasn't just desire that was exchanges in that strong stare, but also tenderness.

Root bit her bottom lip as she tried to release herself from Shaw's grip, but her wrists were being hold by stronger hands, and her attempt was in vain. She tried to capture Shaw's lips but the woman deflected, starting a game of teasing and holding back that none of them would be able to hold for long. Shaw eventually gave in, and kissed Root softly and gently. She slowly began to loosen her grip on Root's wrists, but kept them against the wall as her hands wondered down the other woman's arms whilst nipping and sucking on her neck.

Root didn't hold in the soft moans that built up in her throat.

Shaw's hands cupped the hacker's breasts gently for a few seconds, through her dark blue top, continuing trailing south.

"Stop teasing, Shaw." Root whispered. She took her top off and watched as Shaw's eyes roamed through her body. "Take it off." She added whilst grabbing the other woman's tank top, pulling her closer. In a second the piece of fabric was being tossed on the ground, somewhere.

Shaw guided their sweaty bodies to her bed. Gently forcing Root to lay down on her back whilst she climbed on top, stranding her in between her legs.

As Shaw grind on top of her, Root slipped her hand inside the other woman's pants, circling her center. Shaw bit down on Root's shoulder, causing her to whimper with the welcomed pain.

"Sorry." Shaw apologized.

Root smiled at her, seductively. "Don't be afraid to hurt me. You know I kind of enjoy this sort of thing."

A/N: I thought about turning this into a M rated story, but then I felt like I wouldn't be good enough at it. So: I'm leaving the rest to your imagination! :D