(Writers Note: Lisa Miller is a writer-created character. She does not exist on the show.)

Time: 8:00 a.m.
Place: The Sqad Room

Everyone is straggling in on a Friday morning. Bobby is sitting at his desk when Lisa walks in. She is wearing a black summer suit with a lime green tee shirt. Bobby looks at her feet and starts laughing. She just looks at him until he finally finishes laughing. "Nice shoes, Lisa." he says, still fighting the laughter.
"What?" She asks, looking down. "Oh, verrrrrry funny" Bobby bursts into laughter again. "Shut up, Bobby" she says.

As she says that Jill and Diane walk in to find an absolutely hysterical Bobby and a very ticked off Lisa, giving him the look of death. "Did we miss something?" Diane asks.
"No." Lisa replied. "Bobby's just laughing at me because I am wearing sneakers instead of shoes."
"Oh." Diane says, clearly missing the humor. Jill looks from Bobby to Lisa, and then turns to Lisa.
"Okay, but why are you wearing sneakers?"
"Because, my car is in the shop and since its so nice out, I decided to walk to work."
"Uh-huh" Bobby mutters.

Diane gives Bobby a warning look as Lt. Fancy and Andy walk in. "Morning, all."
"Morning Lieu."
"Nice sneakers, Lisa." Fancy says on his way to his office. Jill, Diane and Bobby all burst into laughter as he says that. Lisa laughs too, and throws up her hands in defeat.
"All right, all right. You guys win. I'm changing my shoes." She's about to sit down when Greg walks into the room and heads directly over to Lisa.
"Lisa, can we talk?"
"Not now, Greg." She says, much sharper than she wanted to.

Fancy sees the exchange and looks displeased. He had noticed tensions between Lisa and Greg for the past few weeks and he decided that he had better put a stop to it right then and there.
"Greg, Lisa, I'd like to see you in my office please, now."
Lisa and Greg look at each other before responding. "Sure." Lisa finishes changing her shoes and she and Greg head into Fancy's office. On the way in there they both hear Andy mutter "good luck."

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"I called you both in here because - - Lisa, would you mind closing the door?"
"Sure, Lieu." She says, getting up and closing the door to his office. Fancy clears his throat and continues.
"I called you both in here because I've noticed some hostility between the two of you lately and I wanted to make sure that its not going to interfere with your work."
Greg and Lisa look at each other before responding in unison. "It won't." Lisa clears her throat before continuing. "Uhm, Lieu, I can see your concern, but don't blame Greg. Its not him, its me." She turns to Greg, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you this morning. It won't happen again."
"Its okay. I understand."
"See Lieu? There's no problem."

Before he could respond, his phone rang. Snapping to attention, he pulls a pen and a pad toward him and jots down notes as he listens to what the person is telling him. After a minute, he hangs up the phone and takes a breath. "Well, I'm glad the two fo you get along so well because we've got a homicide, just outside of centeral park and I want the two of you on it. Now."
"Yes, Lieu." They get up and leavet he office. Neither of them speak until they get into the car. Sitting in the driver's seat, Greg reaches over to turn on the car radio to fill the silence. Without thinking, Lisa places her hand on his and simply says "don't."
"Lisa? Wh-what's going on?" Greg asks, reverting back to his stutter which betrayed the calmness he was trying to convice the both of them he had.
"Nothing's going on. I just...well, I may have blown you off a little to quickly back there. You were right, we do need to talk."

Before Greg can answer they pull into the crime scene. As he turns off the ignition, he turns to Lisa and says "you're right. But, right now he have a job to do."
"Okay, but Greg?" He looks over at her with a look that says 'hmmm?' "We are going to talk. Tonight. My place, 8:00" Greg just nods as they get out of the car and turn their attentions to their job.

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Two hours later they are back in the sqadroom filling in Bobby and Andy on teh case. "Okay, the D.O.A was a young white male, first name Stephen, shot twice. Once in the heart and once in the head." Greg said.
"We got the girlfriend on the phone, her name was Gina. She didn't give us much information, only his name."
"Where is she now?" Andy asked.
"In California." Greg responded, she'll be taking the red eye back tonight.
"Which means that this case is at a stand still until Monday." Bobby said.
"Were there any witnesses?" Andy asked.
"None that would come forward," Lisa began. "However, I get the feeling that the girfriend knows something about this."
"What makes you say that?" Bobby asked.
"Just her initial reaction. Like it was a fear that she had been living with for sometime. Of course I won't know anything for sure until we get her in here."
"Will she cooperate?"
"We think so." Greg said.

As tehy were talking, Fancy came out of his office. He had heard bits and pieces of the conversation and he wanted to know for himself what had happened. Several hours later, Bobby and Andy came in looking exhausted from one of their cases. Andy sat down at his desk with a sigh. "This is one of those times that I am glad the shift is just about over."
"I know what you mean." Lisa agreed. "Now, if I can just get my damn car back, I'd be happy."
"When did they say you'd be getting back?" Diane asked.
"Tomorrow." Lisa sighs. "But in New York, you just never know." Jill nodded her agreement as she stood up to gather her things to leave.
"I don't mean to dash out of here at the stroke of 4, but I have a date with my boys tonight. I'm taking them to see the Lion King."
"Really?" Diane asked. "Have fun. It looks good."
"I hope its as good as it looks or they will be disappointed." She says goodbye to everyone and then leaves. Lisa is straightening up her desk for the weekend when Greg comes over to her. "I'll be there at 8:00." He says. Lisa just nods in response.

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Lisa stood in the kitchen of her apartment waiting for her dinner to finish heating. It was 8:30 and Greg still hadn't shown up yet. "I can't believe he's still avoiding this." She thought to herself. Just as she bent down to take her food out of the oven, the doorbell rang. "Coming!" she shouted as she headed for the door. She opened it to find Greg standing there, looking a little bit nervous and very uncomfortable. "Greg, hi, come on in."
"Thanks." He said as he entered the apartment. "I, uh, I'm sorry that I'm late." He said, eyeing her bathrobe.
"Oh,it's no problem. I came home, exercised and took a shower. When you didn't show up, I thought you weren't coming. So instead of getting dressed, I just felt like wearing my robe."
"Oh." Greg said, shifting his weight nervously. Lisa stood there debating what to say next. Finally, she took a deep breath and dove in.
"Greg, I asked you here because there is something that we need to discuss."
"The kiss?" He asked.

Lisa nodded. One night about two weeks earlier, Greg and Lisa, caught up in the moment of Andy and Slyvia's anniversary kissed. But it wasn't the kiss that haunted Lisa. The kiss was good. She had enjoyed it, a lot. It was what had happened in the aftermath that haunted her. Greg looked as if he had seen a ghost. He pulled away from her, made an excuse and left. She couldn't understand why he had done that and she had to find out why.
"Greg, when we were at Andy and Slyvia's party, something happened between us. Something that we both have been avoiding. And we need to address it."
"I don't think we should, Lisa."
"Well, I do. Greg, we kissed. And I don't know about you, but I liked it. I think you did too. But I can't understand why you ran away from me."
Greg sighed before responding. "Because. I don't want you to make a mistake."
"A mistake? Greg, what on earth are you talking about?"
"You are a beautiful young woman who could have her pick from young men. Why would you want someone like me?" Lisa looked at him, obviously hurt.
"Just how shallow do you think I am?" she asked. "I mean, what do you think I look for in a guy? Money? Looks? Hmmm?"
"Lisa, That's not what I - -I didn't mean to imply - -"
"Well, you did."
"Oh" he said. "I see..." with that, he started turning to walk out the door. Before he could, Lisa grabbed his arm and turned him back to her.
"Greg, please doon't run away again." she took a deep breath. "Look, I have feelings for you and I want to know if you have feelings for me too."
"I do."
"Then prove it." Greg looked at her for a moment, then walked over to her and pulled her close to him. At that precise moment all the nervousness that he had been feeling had disappeared. All he wanted to do now was kiss her. He closed his eyes and placed his lips softly on hers. Her reaction and the fact that she put her arms around his neck made him kiss her harder. After several minutes he pulled away.
"What? What is it?"
"I want to make love to you....but...."
"I want to, also."
"But, I haven't done this in a very long time..."

Lisa smiled softly and took his hands in hers. "Greg," she began. "This isn't something that you get judged in."
"Are you sure about this?"
"What does this tell you?" She began kissing him as her hand slowly travelled down to his penis. Greg groaned as his erection began to grow. Lisa took her hand away and lead him to her bedroom.

Once they were in the bedroom, Greg picked her up, still kissing her and placed her on the bed. Lisa opened her mouth slightly as they started exploring each other's mouths with their tounges. Just being there, with him holding her like that was making her excited. She could feel him growing more excited as the seconds passed.

She slid her hand down and placed it on his erection. Greg let out a soft grown as he broke the kiss and started kissing her neck downward to her collar bone. His hands fumbled for the belt of her robe, which he untied gently as he kissed the area of skin that was revealed to him from the robe. Lisa sat up and removed the robe completely. Take the invitation, Greg bent his head down toward her breast and began sucking the nipple. Lisa moaned with pleasure as he began massaging her other breast with his hand.

After a few minutes, Lisa decided turn about was fair play; sitting up, she undid the buttons of his shirt as they began to kiss feverently. Once his shirt was off she moved her head down to his chest to give him the same treatment he had given her. Eventually she pushed him so that he was laying on his back, no longer able to hide his excitment. Lisa undid his pants and began feeling her away all over his erection, placing her mouth on the shaft through the underpants. Greg groaned again. It amazed him that he lived with out something like this for so long. But then again, maybe he had been waiting for Lisa.

After teasing him with the underwear for a few minutes, Lisa reached up and started to slide the underwear down. She slid the underwear and pants off completely then started kissing her way back up, from his ankle, to the side of his knee, to the inner thight and finally to his penis. Once there, she took him in her mouth and began working on him. He squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them again, his hands clutching the sheet on either side of him. He felt himself growing harder by the minute as he watched Lisa's head bob up and down.

Finally, as he started to build toward orgasm, his breathing became labored and he struggled to speak. "Lisa, if you...you'd better stop otherwise I won't be able to control myself." Lisa didn't listen, she just increased the pressure of her mouth on him until he came. She held on to him the entire time and licked him clean once he was done. "Hey,I'm supposed to be the experienced one here." He said as he pulled her up to his level then rolled her under him. "And the experienced one says, turn about is fair play." He began kissing his way down her body, his left hand massaging her breast. Lisa moaned as he reached her waiting vagina. His lips had barely touched her when she jumped. Like Greg, it had been awhile since she had made love to anyone. She had forgotten how good it could feel. And Greg made her feel wonderful.

Greg wasn't in the teasing mood for some reason. He just kissed his way down her body and then buried his head in her wet curls, his tounge darting in and out and lapping at her. The sounds of her breathing becoming labored and her moans were keeping him as excited as she was. He removed his head from her cunt and inserted two fingers inside, pumping them in and out, trying to drive her in to her climax. Finally, and with out much warning, Lisa gave in and climaxed hard. Her screams of ecstacy were louder then they ever had been.

Unable to control *himself* any longer, he positioned himself to enter her. He slammed into her, hard. Harder than he wanted to. He wanted to go slowly to prolong the pleasure for the both of them as long as he could. However, he found that he just couldn't control himself as he pumped into her hard and fast. Their moans grew louder, matching as they both came closer and closer to orgasm. Greg was almost at the edge, but was trying to hold on, to wait for Lisa. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and began his orgasm. Lisa followed shortly after and held on to Andrew as she came, as if for dear life.

When it was over, Lisa pulled her ontop of him and kissed her hard. "Thank you," he said softly.
"For what?"
"For wanting a bone head like me." Lisa just looked at him.
"Greg...." she began. But before she could finish, Greg pressed his lips to hers and began to kiss her again....