Hello friends. First I need to apologize on no new chapters. I've decided to go back to college and lets just say OMG what was I thinking. I'm already on Academic Probation and to cheer myself up I needed to write a little something. This has not been checked so any mistakes are mine. I just wanted to bring you guys something new to read. Let me know what you think, for now it's sort of a one shot whole filler for something more. Let me know if I should continue.

Chapter 1: Morning Routine

Teresa Lisbon blindly reached for the alarm clock as it made that horrible screeching sound which signaled it was time to get up. It was Monday morning and the beginning of a new work week. This week was going to be different though, this week marked the beginning of the rest of her life with Patrick Jane.

They had been together for a month now and over the past weekend they had moved into their home together. They had got a little place by the beach. It was no more waiting when it came to her and Jane. He wanted to be with her and she wanted to be with him. They weren't going to let anyone get in the way with that. She just wanted to greet the morning with him all stinky morning breath and all.

"Good morning Jane." She smiled but was disappointed when she opened her eyes to an empty bed.

She looked at the clock and was more than shocked that the covers were actually cold. He had been up for a while for the sheets to be cold. She glanced at the clock and it was only half past six. What could he be doing this early?

*MR*

Patrick Jane was refreshed it was the beginning of the week and he had just had his first surf of the week. It was relaxing and it was just what his aching bones needed to make it through the hectic week of keeping up with the firecracker that was Teresa Lisbon.

Don't get him wrong he couldn't be happier. He had finally told her how he felt, even though he didn't realize he felt that way. They were opening up about things and telling each other everything about themselves. He would admit he still had some secrets. He knew what her face would look like when she found them out and truth be told he couldn't wait to see that little pout. Dear god he really was in love with that woman.

"Where the hell have you been?" a voice from the doorway asked.

"Good morning. Do you want to have the first shower? You go ahead you look like you might really need it. You go on in and I'll make eggs." He told her as he kissed her on the cheek and headed up the stairs to their bedroom.

She was speechless. At first when she woke up and he wasn't there she was scared. She thought that maybe after being together that night and actually being under the same roof that he had changed his mind. Maybe everything was coming back to him and he realized that maybe they didn't belong together after all.

Then she heard the side door opened and in walk…in walked someone that she had never expected to see. It was Patrick Jane wet from being on the beach doing what, had he been surfing? He was wearing one of those tight little wet suits and he had been out of the water for a while because his hair wasn't that wet but his curls were all over the place. When he had looked up at her and smiled it took all of her strength not to lead him back to their bedroom and do some unruly things to him.

"I'll cook up some breakfast and you go and get in the shower?" he told her as he reemerged from the bedroom. He was wearing sweats and he had toweled dried his hair. Apart of her thought it was silly since it would be all wet again in the shower soon but hey she didn't know his logic.

"Jane you don't have to make anything. We can just grab some doughnuts and tea on the road."

"It's fine Lisbon. You take care of getting ready and when you're out the eggs will be done."

He watched her as she headed up the stairs. He quickly turned on the burner and couldn't help but think about the day he brought up moving in together.

Flashback

"What did you think of the stew?" Jane asked as Lisbon took a seat on the couch alongside him."

"I did really, I never took you for a chef. That was delicious. Where did you learn that?" she asked wanting to know more about him.

"I was the cook on the circuit. My mom use to make the best pies. She taught me how to cook. Now on Thanksgiving we have what we call a Bake Off. A few weeks before we set a theme of a dish that we both need to bring to the table and then when we have dinner we have my sister and her kids judge the best dish. Angela get so made…" he trailed off.

"No Jane. I don't want you to ever feel like you can't talk about Angela or Charlotte. I actually would love to hear about them. They are a part of you and make you. Wow a sister and a mom, I'm sorry Jane I just always assumed that your mother was no longer with us."

"Mom is….move in with me." He asked her swiftly changing the subject.

"What? Jane that makes no sense. I just got out a situation with someone and this is new. We really shouldn't be jumping to something like this so quickly." She asked trying to be the voice of reason.

"Oh come on Lisbon we've wasted so much time. We've been together ten years. Why wouldn't this be the right move for us?"

"Maybe because you keep referring to me as Lisbon." She smirked.

"Teresa you can call me Patrick anytime. I got on a plane in front of complete strangers and told the world I loved you. You and I aren't making a mistake. So what do you say? Will you move in with me?"

Shew looked up and saw that smile and she couldn't resist.

"Yes Jane I will." She beamed hugging him.

Teresa got out of the shower and she couldn't help but sigh. Patrick was so much tidier than her. How were the going to possibly make it. She looked at the foot of the bed and the jeans that she had kicked off last night were still on the floor. The suit that Jane had worn was hanging up in a special rolling garment bag that he had for things that he was going to send to his laundry service. She loved his suits and she couldn't help the glee filling that she got when she looked and saw that there was little vests to go along with all of his suits. She missed the vests. She had told him that she missed them and when he moved in there was a box that said vests and she couldn't help the smile that came on her face when she saw it. She loved his new patterned shirts but vests. Oh yes she was a vest kind of a girl.

"The shower's all yours." She smiled as she joined him in the kitchen.

She had shocked him when she came in and he quickly moved something under the counter that she didn't get a look at. She wanted to question him about it but she decided against it. Things were going so good and she didn't want to blow this good thing right now.

"Oh good. You my dear can enjoy your sausage and eggs and I will grab a shower." He told her as he headed for the shower. Once more he stopped to give her a quick squeeze and a kiss on the forehead.

How could one stay angry at someone when they were just so sweet? She went to the breakfast bar and began to cut into the delicious breakfast that was before her. It smelt delicious and the only thing that could make it better would be some orange juice. She quickly walked to the fridge to pour herself a glass of OJ but a little white canister in the bottom caught her eye.

She didn't want to be nosy but she just couldn't help herself. She glanced up to see if he was coming before she picked it up. She was more than shocked when she saw the biohazard symbol on it. That made her heart speed up. She opened it to see five little vials of some kind of medicine. She picked one up and read the label. She read it three times and she still saw the same words over and over again.

"See I told you I would be quick." He told her as he emerged crisp and as gorgeous as ever.

"Oh Jane." She said trying to keep the tears at bay.

"I can explain." He sighed not wanting to go into this today.