He held my hand delicately in his, fingers grazing slowly over my knuckles. My eyes were closed and yet I could feel his burning onto me.
"Now Teresa, I need you to stay very still. Like you're sleeping. Just think of the happiest day of your life and stay calm." His voice was soothing and I felt myself slowly falling into a slumber. The happiest day of my life? Well, that would be the day Jane saved me. Yes, some of you may think it would be the day I met him, but then he was broke, damaged. Not to say he still isn't. But the day he saved my life proved to me, he did care about me and wasn't just with the CBI to catch Red John. I picture Hardy raising his gun to me, my hand eagerly hovering over mine. My heart was thumping against my chest and I thought I was going to die. Then out of nowhere Hardy fell to the ground, gun shots filling his body. I looked around to see Jane holding a sawn-off shot gun, looking unsettled. And that's when my heart filled with joy and love. Jane had saved my life although commenting he would do anything to catch Red John. I know he has saved me many times after but that was the first time I felt close to him. I grinned to myself, the memories warming me up.
"That's right Teresa, stay calm. Think of happy thoughts." Jane's voice resurfaced. "This will be over soon."
Happy thoughts? Okay, I can do that. I've had many happy moments surrounded by unhappy moments but recently... well there was this one moment which made me happy and confused at the same time. It was the day that Jane came back after his 6 month absence. I was so angry at him but also relieved. But that wasn't it. It was later, when Jane came up with an elaborate plan to catch Red John. He was going to 'shoot' me and Rigsby and hopefully fool Red John. But it's what he said before he 'shot' me. I could feel my heart beat faster as the memory replayed in my head.
Good Luck Teresa. Love you.
Love you.
Love you.
He said he loved me. Loved me? As in had feelings of love, towards me. Me. Teresa Lisbon. But when I questioned him about it, he denied all knowledge. Perhaps it was all in my head. There was no way he could love me. He is still in love with Angela. I could never replace her. But what if he did? Could I love him back? He was damaged and had demons. And besides he'd never love anyone until Red John was gone. And who knows how long that would be. But since that day, I couldn't get it out of my head. It made me smile, it made me cry but most of all it made me aware.
I was in love with Patrick Jane.