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Soo this is my first (Jisbon) fan fic I'm writing, so I hope you like it! I'm not familiar with the ratings on fan fictions but... okay I'll tell it straight away... there's no sex in it. Also, sorry for my spelling errors! Hope you like it and please comment!
It was slowly getting dark and the dogs were tired of searching, so was the team. Van Pelt could see her boss getting more nervous every single second she stood there.
She didn't blame her tough, it wasn't every day when your colluege gets lost in the woods. Jane wanted to proove something again in a case, and said he'd find it in...
I knew it! I knew that Jane figured out the change in Rigsby and Van Pelt's relationship! He was just waiting for the right moment to use it to his advantage. Although I still thought he could have held out a little longer, but knowing Jane, the temptation was just killing him, he had to blurt it out.
As for Rigsby, denying it only admitted his guilt. Instead of "I don't know what you are talking about" he should have said "Me and Van Pelt, I wish, but you know that's against the rules Jane". Anything other than how well he handled the 'black mail' moment. Shame on you Jane, the amount of things...