"We are on a roll!" I laughed, sitting down at my desk, opposite Jake.

"You are on a roll, I'm just along for the ride.." He laughed, placing the box of donuts we had bought on our joint desk.

"Now now, your a big help.." I laughed, logging onto my computer.

"We are on a streak, there's nothing stoping us from-"

"Do not jinx it, I had a guy back in my old squad who always did that.." I laughed. "So Boyle is really into Thanksgiving?" I said glancing to his desk.

I was cover in turkey drawings and festive decorations dedicated to the holiday, one holiday in which I didn't enjoy all that much.

"Boyle loves Thanksgiving." Jake said, although I knew there was something more he wanted to ask.

I took a few moments, moments in which he would look as though he was about to say something, suddenly change his mind and then repeat the process. After my giggle due to his funny behaviour, he finally started talking.

"Are you doing anything for the holiday, going home or something?" He laugh, nervously messing with his pen.

"I have no plans, I'll most likely chill out in my PJ's and watch movies. My amazing pizza place is open, so I'll have some of that" I said, taking my eyes away from the screen and placing them in him.

"The pizza place Boyle knows nothing about?" He laughed, looking to see if Boyle was around as this in his mind, was their little secret.

"Exactly, what will you be doing?" I asked, I was genuinely interested in his plans.

"I might go to my moms, if my dad is there then its a no from me.." He said, followed by a nervous laugh.

"Well my place is open to you, just bring some goodies if you plan to make an appearance.." I said, leaving my desk to make some copies.

The second I departed from my area, Charles moved at the speed of light to Jakes said, posing am important question.

"Will you come to Thanksgiving dinner with me?" He muttered in quite the serious tone.

"Boyle, this isn't like asking someone to prom. Besides, I already have plans.." He said, watching me copying my files.

His short stare was noticed by his best friend, who had finally put the pieces of Jakes heart together and realised it matched up, to me. His jaw dropped and before sound could be made, Jake silenced him.

"So not scream, or even squeal for a matter of fact.." He said, taking his friends arm and dragging him to the roof where he could finally make sound.

"You and Bishop?!" He yelled, like the idea of the pair being something was new.

"Keep your voice down! I think-"

"I thought you were making her feel welcome! Not trying to get in her pants!" He yelled again, at this point he he simply spiralling.

"Okay Charles, keep it down. This isn't new news, I'm really into her and have been for a long time, even Terry spotted it!" Jake said, as Terrys notice would be comforting.

"Terry?!"

You were wrong Jake, this was not at all a comforting thought.

"So you're Thanksgiving plans, are with her?!" He sternly said, crossing his arms and turning his nose up at his friend.

"I was gonna go to my moms, but my dad will be there and she said her door was open.. so I might walk through it.." He nervously said, glancing back into the bullpen.

"I am very disappointed with you Jake, who's gonna tell Nikolaj your aren't coming to dinner-" He muttered, leaving Jake alone on the roof with his thoughts.

As he scanned the streets of Brooklyn, his mind would always wander back to her. Her looks, hair, humour. One thought that he often allowed to consume him was the thought that he couldn't picture himself with another. It was a dangerous thing to do, picture your life with someone who you weren't sure shared the same feeling.

The only okay part was the fact that she did. She had the same feelings when it came to his looks, hair, humour. She was staring out the window, watching him place himself in a heroic stance, like he was a hero in one of those movies she watched.

Her train off though however was intruded by the cold stare Charles was giving her across the bullpen.

"Are you okay Charles?" I nervously giggled at looks that could kill.

"I'm fine, no better then that, I'm dandy.." He said, attempting to make some sort of get away from me, almost falling over something in the process.

I mean all I could do was brush past it, its not as if Charles Boyle was famous for holding grudges.

The next day was, well as Boyle would say, Turkey day. I got up late, well later then usual thanks to my day off. So I snuggled up on my sofa, ordered some food and waited for the arrival.

About ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. I thought that this pizza came awfully quick. So I went ahead and got my cash, tempting to pay.

"You are not the pizza delivery guy.." I said, door open.

Instead of my pizza, the brown haired boy was standing in front of me in his PJ's with a bag of candy in his hand and a cute smile dressed across his face.

"Did you drive here?" I laughed, looking him up and down.

"Oh I took the subway!" He laughed, "Can I come in?"

I opened the door a bit more, gesturing him into my apartment.

"How did you even figure out where I live!" I laughed, shutting my front door.

"You sent it to me, after the heist.." He said, sitting down on my sofa and handing me a beer.

"I forgot I did that.." I laughed quietly, taking a sip of my beer, "So you didn't got to your moms?" I said, taking my seat beside him.

"My dad was there so, and anyways your here, alone. So I decided you needed to company .."

"Do I know?" I laughed, picking up the remote to find something to watch.

"What, you didn't want me here?" He laughed.

"No.." I said, looking down.

"Your a terrible lier.."

"I'm an exceptional lier.."

I had made a reference, for probably the first time ever, I mean I did expect Jake to understand it.

"You just quoted 'Die Hard', you just did that!" He excitedly yelled.

"You know Die Hard, thats so-"

"I love Die Hard!" He laughed in excitement.

In the end, that was the movie of choice for the evening, well the first movie anyway. It was followed by a second, then a third, then a forth. The night was amazing, we ended up needing order more food for the both of us, that pizza was wonderful but he needed more.

After pizza, there was ice-cream, talking and a lot of candy. Durning Movie number four, we both fell asleep on the sofa together. It was a picture perfect image, him and I. I had my head rested cosily on his chest and he hand wrapped his right arm around me. It was perfect until he woke up.

"Riley.." He hummed in a dazed tone, gently shaking me awake.

"Did we fall asleep?" I asked, slowly rubbing my eyes to see a bit clearer.

Jake tapped himself down in search of his phone, finding's it in the left hand pocket of his pyjama pants and looking at the time.

"Its 9:32.." He says looking to me in disbelief, "We're really late!" He yelled, getting out of the chair.

"I can drive us, we can stop by your place and get you actual clothes.." I said, running to my room to change.

"I have a change of clothes in my desk-"

"So you're gonna ride on the back of my motorcycle, through the streets of New York, in your PJ's?" I said, hopping out of my room attempting to put my boots on.

"Well I sort of forgot about the whole motorcycle thing, if I'm honest.." He laughed.

In the end, he took the offer of a very embarrassing ride through the city. It probably would have been less embarrassing if he had stopped screaming for his life, bit I. found it cute. At around 10am, we finally made it to work.

"Alright, you go in first.." Jake said, stepping off of the bike and onto solid ground which he definitely made no big deal over.

"And why can't we go in together?" I teased.

"Because then, it looks like a walk of shame.." He said.

"If thats what you want.." I said, turning for the building.

Eyes were on me as I entered the bullpen, I had most definetly never been late before and Holt decided upon calling me out.

"Why were you late?" He said, approaching my desk in that same old serious tone.

"I'm really sorry sure, but Jake is about to walk in here in his PJ's and I think someone should snap a picture.." I said, holding back my laughter.

"Well then, I am okay with you being late since you brought this matter to my attention.." He said whilst taking out his phone.

Holt got some magnificent shots of Jake that would be held over his head for a long time. When he saw him taking photos, Jake look to me laughing, which simply make my heart explode.