Hi every one, I have a new story for you, a Christmas fic.

I know that some of you are waiting for my story Lost in the woods, but I had some problems with my computer and I lose it. I have to translate it again.

This story contain 4 chapters and I'll try to update all the story before Christmas, only if you like it.

Again, I'm sorry if my English is not perfect, I'm still French.

Chapter 1

Christmas was approaching fast and everyone was excited. CBI agents, for their part very bored in the office, nothing to do, not an investigation for several days and they had hoped that even murder was committed. But not Patrick Jane. For him this time of year was hard to bear, he had always loved Christmas, but not since the death of his family. So whenever the end of the year approached and especially the end of December, he became irritable.

Lisbon, on the other hand could not stand his bad humor, he was always a pain, but this time was worse and she did not know if she could continue. She knew it was not really his fault, that the holiday season made him a little grumpy. But it was worse than all the years before. He had never been this bad before and he had always been a little grumpy at Christmas, but never like that and she wondered what had changed this year.

Jane walked into her office without knocking as always and sat on the white couch he had bought a few months ago. Lisbon looked up but said nothing, she did not want the day to end up in a bad mood, as it had begun. She went back to work and acted as if he was not there, as if she was alone in the room, but it became increasingly difficult with the noise he made in tapping his foot on the ground.

- "Jane stop."

- "What?"

- "Stop tapping your foot like that, it's annoying."

- "And what would you like me to do?"

- "I don't know, bother someone else for a change."

- "But I don't always bother you."

- "Every day, and I'm starting to get tired."

Jane looked up at Lisbon, much anger in him. How dare she say that? How dare she be so ... he didn't even have a word. Today everything annoyed him, including Lisbon which yet did nothing. But he could not help being like that, he did not even know why he was doing when he knew that his colleagues and friends had did nothing. And once again, for no apparent reason, he exploded with anger against the brunette who was speechless.

- "You're annoying Lisbon, you should always have everything according to your wishes. You never take the trouble to ask others what they think, what they feel. You're the one who makes all the décisions and not receive orders from anyone. It is I who am tired Lisbon, tired of hearing you tell me what to do and what I should not do. I am an adult in case you have not noticed, I'm no longer a child. "

- "But you act like a child, you do anything and I have to go back to fix your mistakes. I'm tired of all this Jane, for once could you do just what I tell you ? "

- "You know what Lisbon? I regret coming to work with you, I am sorry to know you."

And with these words he left the office, leaving the woman standing in tears by what he had to say. She didn't even know why she was angry now, all she knew was that Jane regretted meeting her and it made him more selfish than she could imagine. In the bullpen, there was silence on the passage of Jane and Van Pelt resisted to turn to Lisbon to see how she was. But she closed the door to hide in her office. She didn't want anyone to see the tears her consultant had left behind him. She didn't know if he really thought what he had said, but it hurt her anyway.

Lisbon tried to forget what had happened and went back to work as best she could. But the words of Jane kept coming and she could not forget. But why did he do this today? Why didn't she just ignore him as she always did? She didn't know why today he had exploded. She decided to let things fall and maybe Jane would come back and apologise. But she was not sure it would go like this and she wanted to explain to him as soon as possible.

She didn't want to be mean to him, she just wanted him to tell her what was bothering him, nothing more. And if he didn't change his attitude, then she would go back home, and that's all. It didn't prevent others from having a good time, especially since, for once, they had days off to spend the holidays with family.

Lisbon left her office and went into the bullpen to see Jane but didn't find him. It didn't disturb her more than that, he had a habit of disappearing at times but he always comes back. Then she returned to her office to finish some reports that she still had. Her brother had call her to ask her if he could come over for Christmas. She didn't really intend to go but to stay home alone, as every year.

Tommy wanted her to spend the Holiday with him and Annie, but she declined the offer, citing work as always and Tommy had not insisted. He knew it was not true, but what could he do? She was like that and he could not change it. She promised that she would come next year and he was satisfied.

Now alone in her office, Lisbon fell on her couch, closing her eyes and enjoying the calm that the absence of Jane gave her. She suspected that it would not last and he would comes back with his bad mood to bother her before the end of the day. And for once, perhaps the first time in her life, she hoped he does so precisely because she was worried all the same, not knowing what he was doing, where he was, who he bothered.

Just as she began to relax, she heard a noise on the other side of the window of her office and recognized the voice of Jane. She listened to what was happening, whether she needed to intervene or not, but it seemed that everything was going well. The mentalist just wanted to say good bye to his colleagues and she heard the sound of his steps away in the corridor. He left without saying goodbye to her and she felt a little sad. He always came to say goodnight before leaving, he always wanted a nice evening with one of his charming smiles. But not this time, not tonight and she felt a lump constricted her throat.

Later, it was Rigsby and Van Pelt who came to wish her a good night before leaving for the holidays. They wished her a Merry Christmas and disappeared from sight as quickly as they arrived. Those two would be together again, she would swear it, but would not say anything this time, they had already suffered enough from their first separation and Lisbon knew how difficult it was to find someone who accepts their lifestyle. She just hoped they would not be too familiar between each other in the office.

Cho arrived a few minutes later and also wished her a Merry Christmas. But before leaving, he sat down on the chair in front of the large desk and stared at his boss in the eye, which made her quite uncomfortable.

- "What?"

- "You worry for Jane isn't it?" he said in his usual tone.

- "No, why should I worry for him?" She contradicted.

- "Because you always do and right now he's more distant than usual."

- "He does what he wants."

- "But he's never like that and that is what worries you."

Lisbon was silent for a moment, going over in her mind the words of her colleague. Perhaps he was right, maybe she really cared for Jane because he was usually different. But she could not do anything and that was what broke her heart. She did not know why this year was worse than the other, why Jane was so irritable and irritating.

- "Do you know at least why he is like that?" Cho continued.

- "I don't know, this year is nothing special" she replied.

- "Think, how long does he work here?"

Lisbon suddenly realized why Jane was like that with everyone, why he was even more annoying than usual, why he seemed to be a shadow of himself. She wanted to have forgotten, for not having remembered that it had been ten years since Jane had lost his family, it was ten years he had not celebrated Christmas with his wife and daughter, he had not had the joy of seeing Charlotte stamping with impatience to open her gifts. She felt bad, really bad and did not even dare look up at Cho who said nothing.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the words did not come, she did not know what to say. Cho stood still in silence, and left her alone in her office, meditating on what she knew now. She had to do something to help him, she could not let Jane go another Christmas alone, blaming himself for the death of his family. She then wanted to do something for him, she wanted to give him the opportunity to celebrate a Christmas and, perhaps he could forget for one evening, the death of his wife and daughter. She really wanted to help him.

- oooo -

Jane was in his motel room, alone, lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was sad, he didn't want to see anybody, he didn't even want to Celebrate Christmas. The only thing he wanted was to go back and change the past, prevent the death of those who meant so much to him, his wife and daughter. He would have given anything to be able to review even once, able to hug them, tell them how much he loved them. But he knew that it was a crazy dream that would never happen, he made the mistake of his life and that they had paid a high price, the price of life.

He then heard a knock at the door but did not get up. Anyone behind the door would eventually get tired and leave, he was not going to answer. But he heard more shots, again and again and began to get annoyed. Then he heard a voice he Recognizer, his anger came harder, but still he did not move.

- "Jane, open the door please" asked Lisbon from the other side.

He ignored her even too upset against her, although he remembered the reason for their dispute. He just knew he did not want to see anyone, much less her.

- "Jane, I just want to talk to you a moment, then I'll leave if you want."

Still silent. She would eventually get bored, at least he hoped. He closed his eyes, trying to forget the presence of the woman in front of his room. He did not hear more hit and he imagined that she was gone, but insted, all he heard was cries and his heart sank within one minute. Why was he so hard on her? She didn't do anything wrong. And despite everything he could tell she was still there, in front of his room wanting to talk to him.

He rose from his bed and walked towards the door, ready to apologize for what he had said, for what he had done. Lisbon didn't deserve his anger, she was so nice to him, did everything to help him when he did nothing to deserve it. He was too hard on her and he had to apologize now or it would be too late, she would not always forgive him. With Christmas coming soon ... The next day ... He didn't her to pass a bad day because of him and his bad temper.

He opened the door but didn't find her. He had lost too much time to think and she was gone. He blew again, he once again screwed all up and it was too late to fix things. He went back to his room when a shadow caught his attention a little further on the sidewalk and he recognized Lisbon walking, head down, shoulders shaking with sobs. His heart sank in his chest and he ran towards her, hoping he might fix things.

- "Lisbon" he cried.

The woman didn't look back, continue walking straight ahead as if she had not heard him. He continued to run anyway, not accelerating. He did not want to lose, not because of a mistake he had made, he could not pass up the chance. The arrival of the woman had perhaps finally open his eyes, even if he didn't have what he really wanted. But for now he wanted to make peace with her, he could not be angry with Lisbon, not tonight, not now, not ever.

- "Lisbon" he shouted again.

And this time she turned around, her face filled with tears, and didn't believe her eyes. He was there, he ran after her and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She paused for a moment before resuming her march, but toward him this time. She saw relief on his face and ran, eager to find him. She came quickly to his side and she jumped into his arms, so happy he was no longer angry against her. Jane encircled her in his arms, squeezing her as hard as possible, burying his face in her hair, suppressing his tears.

- "I'm sorry Lisbon" he cried. "I'm so sorry for everything that I have told you."

- "I don't blame Jane, I am sorry, I didn't remember that ... that ..."

Jane stepped back for a moment, looking into her eyes, trying to understand what she meant. Lisbon lowered her head, ashamed of herself. And he understood what she meant. He squeezed her even harder in his arms, crying against her. Lisbon put her hands behind his back, trying to comfort him as best as she could. She felt him gradually calm down and he placed a tender kiss on her neck, with a sudden impulse, leaving Lisbon without reaction.

Realizing what he had done, the mentalist turned back from the woman, this time it was him who was ashamed. Lisbon forced him to turn to face her.

- "Jane"

- "I ... I should not have done that, I'm sorry."

- "No, Jane, I ... I didn't expect it at all but I don't blame you."

- "Really?"

- "Really ... and if you wish, if you have nothing planned I ..."

- "I agree."

- "You don't even know what ..."

- "It would be my pleasure to spend Christmas Eve with you."

He smiled at Lisbon and she fell back into the arms of Jane too happy that their argument was an old story and that he would spend Christmas with her. Jane smiled at her reaction and together they returned to his room. The consultant grabbed the hand of the woman in his and squeezed hard, refusing to let her go again. He didn't know what was going to happen next for them, he didn't know if he could go th rough life with her, but he knew that for the first time in ten years, he was happy to celebrate Christmas because he would spend it with Teresa Lisbon.

TBC ...

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