It took her all but 2 minutes to decide she needed to get off that plane she spent most of it crying in both embarrassment and relief and the other half watching Jane be led by two armed guards back into the airport.
She couldn't leave him alone, not now, her mothering instincts seemed to take over she wanted to save him, to rescue him, so he knew as long as he had her everything would be okay.
He probably thought she didn't care, she had told him he was too late, but she was wrong he was just in time. Just in time to save her.
She felt like a huge weight had been removed from her shoulders, knowing that she wasn't alone, that he loved her too was the greatest gift she could ever have. She didn't have to wonder anymore and constantly second guess him all the time, because she knew now, he loves her. And she loves him.
The thought brought her back to reality, grabbing her belongings from the carry on case above her head, she muttered some embarrassing words of apology to everyone around her.
and scurrying off the plane she powered her cell back on and phoned Abbot.
As the phone started ringing Lisbon hurried back to the main airport and flashed her badge so she could be taken to the holding cell's where Jane probably was.
"Lisbon?" he asked in a surprised tone
"Boss… Jane's been arrested, he bypassed security completely and then jumped over a barbed wired fence surrounding the runway, and broke onto a plane"
Even through the phone she could hear him taking a few calming deep breaths "Where is he!"
"Probably In a holding cell being interrogated by TSA agents, they are the ones who dragged him off the plane"
"Okay" he sighed "I'll make a few calls and see what I can do… Teresa do I even want to know what he was doing on that plane?
"I… uh think Jane should tell you"
And with that the phone call cut off and she was all alone again.
Coming back to her senses she found an empty bathroom and pulled out her toiletries bag and searched for the brush. Staring at her reflection in the mirror as she brushed the knots and straggles out of her hair, she replayed that moment on the plane over and over in her head
'I can't imagine waking up and knowing i wont see you' he'd said, breaking into tears 'the truth is I love you' that was when he was dragged away by the TSA agents.
The tears started rolling down her face, until eventually she was sobbing. Ironically, even though it was him that made her cry, he was the only person she wanted right now, she wanted him to put his arms around her body and pull her close, then whisper in her ear with his hot wet breath that it was all going to be okay because now they had each other. She just wanted Jane.
Every minute she was away from him she could feel her heart ache a little bit more. Knowing how he felt changed everything. His eyes looked sad and hollow when he was dragged away, they had that same blank look in them that he acquired whenever he would talk about his Angela and Charlotte but when he told her that her loved her they had been alive with fire and hope, the promise of a new day, a new life to spend with her.
Composing herself, she wiped her running mascara off her face and re applied it, she then re-did her hair so she didn't look as ragged as she felt and then as a last thought she cleaned her teeth, just in case.
Then she remembered Pike, no she couldn't do anything with Jane if she was still engaged to Pike this had to be done as cleanly and as painlessly as possible.
He was on her speed dial, although she just now noticed he was second under Jane. The phone started ringing, she doubted the phone rang out once before he picked up
"Teresa" his voice sounded worried "Is everything okay? Has your flight been cancelled? Do you need me to come and get you?" the worry in his voice was rising
Her heart cracked a little, he really loved her.
"Marcus" her voice wavered and the tears threatened to spill over her eyes again "I'm… I'm not coming to DC. I can't, Im sorry "
"It's Jane isn't it" his voice flat the emotion gone
"I'm sorry" she whispered down the phone "I spoke too quickly I was angry at Jane, i was alone"
"So this whole thing was just some scam to get at Jane" the silence was crushing "you said you loved me, all those times we lay in bed together when I whispered your name and you would lean up kiss me you were just acting, stringing me along?"
She wanted to say she was sorry she wanted to deny the whole thing tell him that she had loved him, explain it was just a different less intense love to the one she felt for Jane. But the words wouldn't come out it didn't matter, he would't believe her anyway. Her phone beeped in her hand and the call went dead.
Without letting his word sink into deeply, Teresa grabbed her things and practically ran down to the holding cells regaining her composure as she got closer; once past the front desk, she saw a surly looking man with his feet up watching Jane through one way glass, he looked pissed that he was there and was clearly not in charge. He glanced over in her direction not bothering to ask who she was or her name he just put another piece of popcorn in his mouth waved her through and went back to his book.
The door creaked when it opened. She caught her breath when she saw him, sat with his back to the door and his foot wrapped in bandages, covered with an ice pack and propped up on a chair. It looked like it really hurt. She started walking towards him, her face taking that calm, impartial look she had mastered for when she interrogated suspects. the empty seat on the other side of the table creaked as she sat down and his head snapped around.
"Hey" she whispered
"Hi" he said back almost shyly, definitely surprised she was supposed to be on a flight to DC.
"This is another fine pickle you have gotten yourself into hey" she said, the smile in her voice as obvious as the one other face
"Ah" he waved it off "I've seen worse…pickle wise"
"Yes you have" she said, nodding her head in agreement thinking of the time he bugged Sam's office for Red John updates and then ended up in prison.
"Hows the ankle" Teresa asked the concern in her voice rising
"Eh it fine" he wiggled his toes showing her it still worked
"You didn't go to DC" he mused, unsure whether he was making a statement or asking a question
"No"
Silence started filling the room, the anticipation of what the other would say next was rising.
"Did you mean what you said" she questioned her features taking that serious look she used when she was telling him off or being told off because of him.
"Yes i did" he said thoughtfully, nodding his head up and down
"Good" she smiled
"Just to be clear" he confirmed "we're talking about pickles right?"
"No… no the other thing"
"Oh that" he trailed off, looking slightly embarrassed
"This is no joking matter" her eyes sparkled with anticipation of his next words, her fingers twitched on the table aching to entwine them around his.
"Yes i meant what I said every word of it" his voice strong, dependable and confident, eyes rising to meet hers gazing lovingly into her own.
"Good… " the corners of her mouth twitch upwards "because i feel the same way" the smile spread across her face
"Well thats lucky" his voice almost faltered as he gave a silent sigh of relief. The faint signs of anxiety he had shown moments earlier had all but disappeared.
"What about Pike" he murmured the guilt in his voice unmistakable
"He'll understand" Teresa whispered, but her voice wasn't convincing, but right now she didn't care about Pike at all
Her eyes slightly down cast in embarrassment "Say it again" her mouth forming into a shy smile
"Say what again?" he questioned coyly but his expression had changed it was serious and intent but at the same time he looked like he wanted to consume her completely and not let her go. Ever.
The look on his face was almost terrifying, but hypnotising, his eyes bored into her adoringly and lovingly, like she was the only thing in the whole world that could ever possibly matter. The sexual tension building between them was rising. His stare pulled her closer it was impossible to not be close to him. his face caught the soft glow of the light, his arms flexed as he held himself up onto the table.
He was standing up and leaning towards her. With out even thinking about it, she stood up to, tilting her head upwards towards his and parted her lips to meet his. He placed his hand lovingly under her chin, keeping her in place.
His kiss was hesitant at first, his lips merely brushing against her own, feather light butterfly kisses place on her mouth; she savouring every kissed, every touch. There wasn't any hesitation any more, his tongue slid across her lips and she pressed closer to him. There kisses meaningful yet a tangled up mess of need, confusion and love.
With all reservations out the window the kiss was more passionate, their lips moving as one.
"HEY" the guard outside the window shouted banging on the window "Stop that!" he should be glad they took her gun off her before she became in here because he was top of her list right now of people to shoot. She smiled against his lips and he moved backwards slightly so he could look at her.
"Shall we go?" she asked, reaching her and out to him across the table
He smiled shyly and nodded it was all that he could manage, she took his breath away.
Still unstable on his leg, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder for support, but mainly because he had an overwhelming need to touch her.
She helped him hobble out of the clammy interrogation room, they ignored the guards objections to them leaving, because as they noticed before he clearly wasn't in charge so his effort became futile. From around the corner Abbot's low, hummed voice could be heard, he was squared on to a rather irritated looking man, based on the fact Abbot didn't look worried they assumed he had won whatever argument he had been having.
"Mr Jane you are a free man" said the senior agent as they walked towards him, the guy was tall and butch he clearly like punishing himself in the gym, his face looked worn and tired.
"As I suspected" Jane drawled "Oh" he said grazing the man's shoulder with his hand "You should really apologize to your wife, she loves you and your children miss you"
He jerked back around "You son of a …" he didn't get to finish his setance ence because he was too preoccupied with taking a swing at Jane, a punch he jumped out of the way of rather quickly- he'd had lots of practice.
"I apologise Agent Morgan " Abbot said with a slight hint of desperation "He's on medication… messes with his head" he soothed
Teresa slapped his arm and shook her head in desperation. Once Agent Morgan departed Abbot looked at Jane utterly bewildered.
"What? He had a tan line around his finger from where his ring usually is, he looks about 45 so naturally I assumed he had children and what type of good father doesn't miss his children, even if he's only away for a few days"
"Jane, i just spent the last hour trying to keep you out of jail and off the no fly list, and you insult the only reasonable man I've spoken to about your 'situation' your unbelievable, the least you could do is keep your mouth shut for 5 minutes" Abbot looked at the end of his rope, like them he hadn't slept in nearly 24 hours and Jane was wearing him thin.
"You are suspended 3 weeks no pay"
He shrugged nonchalantly to be honest, he had suspected at least a month
The agent then turned his attention to Lisbon, it was then he noticed the way they were stood against each other. Jane was standing sideways on, his arm was no longer slung across her shoulders for support, but snaked around her waist, pressing her body close to him, his body language was protective.
"Agent Lisbon as I suspect your no longer transferring to DC i assume you'll need say 3 weeks to set your affairs in order and decline your new job offer "
"Yes sir" she almost chanted
"I don't want to see either one of you for 21 days, i don't want to hear from you at all unless one of you is dying do i make my self clear"
He turned to walk away and on a second thought he added "And when you come back to work you better have got 'it' out of your system"
Abbot walked away shaking his head slightly, if they could see his face they would have saw the relief in his face that Jane had manned up and told her how he felt.
Jane could feel her shoulders relax out go her 'boss is coming posture check'
"That was awkward" she muttered into the crook of his neck and inhaling his sent, he smelt like tea. "What do we do now"
He wasn't sure, this was not how he saw his day unraveling, so he didn't really have a plan.
"I didn't check us out of our rooms at the Blue Bird, we have them for the next couple of days, when i booked them, I was feeling optimistic"
"Okay" she whispered "Lead the way"
(To be continued)
