Chapter 1

When Jane and Lisbon broke their first kiss, the love they shared for the other radiated from their eyes and smile. It took Abbott almost two hours to pick them up and drive them back to the hotel. Jane sat in the back of the car and Lisbon sat in the passenger's side, but the distance didn't stop them from staring at each other with wide smiles upon their faces. When they entered the lobby and Abbott called a group meeting, Jane took a seat as close as Lisbon as possible.

"Due to Jane's… actions, he and Lisbon were suspended from flying for two weeks, and instead of killing them on a train, bus, or car, they are going to serve this small suspension here," Abbott explained, "while the rest of us will go back to Austin."

The small group glanced at Jane and Lisbon, and she felt herself blush. Jane saw her lightly blush and softly took her hand in his.

When they left for the airport in a car Abbott had prepared for them, Lisbon felt a certain tension ease away from her shoulders. She looked at Jane and he sent her a small, coy smile. She smiled back and he leaned in and kissed her. When air became a necessity for them, they broke the kiss.

He glanced outside and saw the sun about to set so he turned to her and said: "Let's go, I have something to show you."

"What is it?" she asked.

"It's a surprise," he answered as he led her outside, still limping. He struggled to remove his shoes and Lisbon started to do the same.

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Jane and Lisbon walked along the shore barefoot. Jane hand his shoes in his left hand, holding her hand with his right as she had her shoes on her left. The waves crashed softly and lapped at their feet and toes. His limping was lessening as he tried to hide the pain, for her.

"Where are we going, Patrick?" she asked him, impatiently.

"I told you, it's a surprise," he replied, trying to suppress a chuckle at her impatience.

"What kind of surprise?" she asked.

"Depends on how you see it," he teased.

"Patrick!" she admonished, but couldn't suppress the small laugh that escaped her.

He stopped and pulled her in for a kiss, he loved being able to express his feelings for her and marveled in the fact that she had chosen him. The sun was setting fast, so he broke the kiss and started walking in the same direction again.

"What are we going to do, now?" she asked him.

He understood the subliminal message in her question, so he asked her: "What do you want to do?" - but he couldn't hide the small hitch in his voice as he said it.

She stopped him and kissed him again, trying to alleviate his worries and fears. He broke it again and let go of her hand to caress her cheek. He donned a half-smile but the joy he felt was whole-hearted. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and started walking again.

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When they arrived at the destination, Lisbon couldn't hide the small gasp of wonder that escaped her. When she heard Jane chucking softly, she playfully hit his arm.

"This isn't it," he told her.

"Then where are we going?" she asked.

Jane led the way to the front of the sky blue lighthouse, where you could see the waves crashing into the sea under a colorful sky. He wrapped his arms around her waist as they dropped their shoes and walked closer to the railing. Lisbon was taking in all of the beautiful reds, oranges, and pink that blended together in the sky and the liquid mirror that was shattering with every wave that formed and moved noisily towards the sand.

"It's beautiful," she told him after she relaxed fully into his arms. "It's absolutely beautiful."

He placed a kiss on the top of her head. He loved having her wrapped in his arms and wanted this moment to last forever.

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When the sun had finally set, the chill of the night started to creep in. Even though soft light still painted some areas of the sky, the darkness was winning and they decided to start heading back to the hotel. They put on their shoes and walked a little bit farther from the cold and unsympathetic waves that foamed and struck the sand.

Jane pulled her in and kissed her again, halfway to the hotel, but the night was not the true evil that disrupted their moment, it was Lisbon's phone that selfishly decided to start ringing just as they were going to kiss. She looked down at the caller ID and froze when she saw the name Marcus Pike.

"Shit," she swore under her breath as she pressed answer and put the phone to her ear.

"Theresa, when are you getting here? I'm worried," Marcus said.

"I'm not going, Marcus, I'm sorry, I changed my mind," she tried to explain.

"I…what?" he stuttered, completely taken back by the new information.

"I'm sorry," apologized Lisbon. Her voice started to crack and Jane softly squeezed her hand as comfort.

"What do you mean? Why aren't you coming?" asked Pike, straddling the borderline between complete normalcy and emotional breakdown.

"It… was… it was insanity to rush something as big as that, Marcus, I'm sorry but I couldn't go through with it." Silent tears streamed down her face as guilt for breaking his heart flooded her.

There was a silence on the other end until Marcus's cool and collected voice said: "I understand." and the line went dead. Lisbon put the phone back in her pocket before wiping away the tears. Jane stopped walking and stood in front of her.

"What are you doing? Let's keep walking, Patrick," she said softly, the raw emotions that were overcoming her were love, guilt, and despair.

"No," he told her as he bowed his head and kissed her softly. "Not until you're comfortable… with everything."

She smiled at him and felt her tears and fears vanish away, she kissed him and this time nothing was going to ruin it. The kiss deepened until they were both gasping for air and started walking together towards the hotel.

"Two weeks' vacation," she thought out loud. "What are we going to do during those days?"

"We'll think of something." He smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"I'm sure we will," she stated as she smiled back at him. Their eyes glimmered with a mischievous light as they kissed again.