"The sky is *blazing* tonight. I wish you could see them, Chief." There was only one thing that could take Jim's eyes away from the stars above his head . He only wished he could describe them to Blair - the layers of stars like curtains, the brilliant jewels, even the movements of satellites, but he didn't have the language.
"I'm not surprised. It's a new moon, for a miracle there are no clouds up there, and we're in an open area with no light pollution. But, oh, man, I am *so* jealous right now. I used to *love* planetariums - I'd get my mom to take me there every chance we had. You must feel like you're sitting in one now." Blair grinned at him, his eyes sparkling in the star light. He even bounced a little - not the way he'd have done all those years ago, but some things don't change completely.
"Almost makes up for being here instead..." Jim smiled back, taking his eyes off the stars and his partner long enough to pay attention to what they were really doing.
"Don't knock it - we're alone together, it's a lovely night and at least the coffee's good." To emphasize that, Blair poured another cup. "And, no. I have NOT had enough." He moved closer to Jim. "It is a tad cold, of course." Jim smiled and wrapped his arm around Blair's shoulder.
"You don't need to hint, you know." Jim kissed Blair's forehead. Blair smiled up at him.
"So? We're here in the truck - we should be making out." And he pulled Jim down for a real kiss - just before Jim heard a door close in the warehouse behind them. Moments later, both were out of the truck, guns aimed, and the perp they were waiting for gave up without a fight.
"Happy 10th anniversary, Jim." Blair snapped the cuffs on the guy's wrists. "Let's celebrate this with paperwork."
"Sounds good to me." Funny thing was, it was true.