You've known Jake for a long time. At first, as just a good-natured FBI agent with the smell of coffee and marmalade. Then, like the one who showed up first when you were late for a meeting. Who remembered what kind of coffee you liked, who could guess when you were feeling bad, even if you were smiling.

You do business together. Kidnappings, secrets, hidden labs, or just.. the mysterious disappearance of a cat in an old lady's basement. Jake's right there. Always. He jokes, brings you breakfast, forgets your ID, but never forgets your date of birth.

Sometimes you sit on the hood of his car, drink soda, and count the stars. He turns around, looks at you not as a colleague. Like everything else. But it is silent And suddenly...

"Do you want some marmalade? The last. I will give it only for the promise to be close."- he smiled slyly, looking into your eyes with a mixture of awe and playfulness.