Patrick Jane holds the blue cup with both hands, as if he was holding something extremely fragile. And it was. For him, that cup meant a lot. It reminded him of himself, so many years ago. He was broken, his heart was in pieces. And the incredible Teresa Lisbon went there and fixed him. Just like she did with the cup. And now they were both there, whole. He smiles when he remembers the moment she gave the cup back to him. He never thought she would've kept the pieces during all this time. Among all the guesses he might've had about his birthday presente, he would never guess that that would be it. She took the pieces of his favorite cup, fixed it and kept it with herself. That meant more to him than any other thing she could've said. He didn't realize, until that moment, how much she loved him. Lisbon wasn't exactly the kind of woman who liked to show her feelings in a direct way. She, however, proved with little gestures how much he meant to her. He smiles, thinking about how much he loves her.

Teresa enters the Airstream, and finds Patrick sitting in his bed, with the blue cup in his hands. She watches him, quietly, and notices when a single tear runs down his face. Worried, she approaches.

"What happened?" he looks at her, surprised. Didn't notice that she was standing there. He raises his hand at her, and she sits next to him.

"I love you." It's all he says. "You know that, don't you?"

Lisbon smiles, and places her hand on the top of his, both of them holding the cup.

"Yes. And i love you" she says the words for the very first time, and Jane smiles. "I guess i don't say that as often as I should." He leans down to kiss her.

"It's always good to hear. But the things you do for me," he raises the cup, looking into her eyes. They smile at each other. "mean more to me than any words." she's the one who leans down to kiss him this time.

"May I ask what you were doing?"

"Yes." he stands up, and put the cup inside the cupboard again. Opens the door, and waits for Lisbon to go outside so he can close it. They walk side by side, without saying a word.

"So?" she looks at him, waiting.

"What? I told you that you could ask." He smiles and she rolls her eyes. He leans down towards her and whispers "I never said I was gonna answer."