Hey guys! Yes can you believe it? I`m back with ANOTHER multi chapter story? Well ok *coughcoughcough* This story is a Summer Secret Santa gift to raquelvalente91, written to stick with the prompt "Patrick, I`m pregnant" ... I hope you guys enjoy this and of course I hope Raquel that you like it!

Right so...bye for now! Lynne xx

Lisbon sat in her office, it was just after 11.00 on a Monday evening and she was already head high in paperwork that she had found on her desk when she had arrived back to the headquarters; but that was an hour and a half hours ago and she still had 2 out of 3 piles left to do. Her coffee supply was running dangerously low and her office was dark from not pulling up the blinds and she glanced up, noticing a ruffling sound from outside her door and abandoned her work to see what the strange noise was. She swung open the door only to find her blond haired consultant leaning against the wall, his eyes fixed to the sheets of paper before him.

"Jane?"

"Why good morning Lisbon, to what do owe the pleasure?" he questioned, his eyes sparkling while a small knowing smile played at his lips. She folded her arms tightly across her chest and frowned at the man, surely he could have found himself a seat but no. He had to seat himself on the ground instead.

"What are you doing? Just sitting out on the corridor?" she smirked and he grinned toward her, a mischievous glint to his eyes as he leafed through the papers and got up, standing only mere inches behind her until she turned feeling his hot breath tickle her neck. She turned around to him as he shoved the papers into his overcoat and stared into her green eyes. She couldn`t pull her eyes away from his perfect lips, only inches from her yet she knew it was against the rules. She couldn`t do this! She couldn`t kiss him; she would get herself fired or worse... get Jane fired. They stood next to each other, no-one else in sight only the pair, staring each other out of it. She moved her lips to speak but no words escaped and she stared into the blue eyes of the man she knew she loved deep down in her heart. She couldn`t deny it, she loved this man but she wasn`t sure if he loved her back.

"Teresa" he whispered, lightly touching her arm and she looked up at him as they disappeared to her office and to her couch, where he caressed her cheek and she leaned into her caring touch, smiling dreamily toward him, until she could feel his soft lips lock upon hers and she gave in, giving into temptation as he kissed her slowly and then hungrily as she lay down on the couch followed by him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he ran his other hand down her side and bringing it back up to her face, she ran her fingers through his blond curls and pulled him closer. It didn`t take long for her hands to move to the hem of his shirt and he caught the knowing glint in her eye and grinned as they continued on for a while longer.

They both stared at each other. They couldn`t believe what they had done, had this been one big dream or something more? She pinched her arm and he grinned at her childishness, for once he wasn`t the one acting like an immature adult. She shot up from the couch and buttoned up her shirt, pulling on her jacket becoming flustered. Jane remained on the couch, sorting out his hair and straightened himself down as he kept his eyes on her small frame, her hanging head and the gun secured to her hip. Before he could say a word, she was out the door fixing her hair and disappeared into thin air leaving him to ponder on his thoughts.

He never thought this day would come. He had partially forced her into it, but she had given in. He was grateful for it, but a part of him feared she wouldn't speak to him again. He got up from his seat and walked on over to the door, quickly opening up the door and made his way to the Bullpen, knowing no-one could possibly be there after all it was well after twelve so he was safe, they were safe.

He scanned the bullpen carefully, still no sight of Lisbon; he doubted he`d get to see her in the next 6 hours or so , so he went and wandered off to the elevator his car keys in his hand. The elevator ride was painfully slow, every jolt in there felt like he was getting further and further away from finding out where she had disappeared to. He stepped out into the fresh air outside while the sun beat down on him and began his walk over to his Citroën. He looked down and sorted his car keys out and looked up, only to find Lisbon's car still there parked next to his and she was sitting in it. He furrowed his brows and walked closer to the vehicle, gently tapping on the window but she remained in her trance state. Her fingers were wrapped tightly around the staring wheel, her teary eyes were transfixed to the cars in front of her and all he could do was stand and watch...