This is my first attempt at writing fics.

I'm really obsessed by The Mentalist, like really really obsessed so I've thought, why not writing a fanfic story. Characters are mostly canon, story not so much! ;)

This is just for fun but please if you're reading and you're enjoying please let me know. I guess reviews could be really important, good ones and bad ones as well. So if you'd like to let me know what you think about this, you're more than welcome to leave a review of any kind. I'd really appreciate it. :)

Sorry for any mistakes and typos: it goes without saying that English is not my first language. This is planned to be a multi-chapter fic and here's the first chapter.

Enjoy!

I do not own nothing. Bruno Heller does.

Lisbon put her black jacket on. She had chosen to wear a green blouse and light grey trousers for that special day.

Her dark loose curls were falling down on her shoulders perfectly.

It was a sunny morning, a little warmer than expected for the average temperature in May.

She had applied a little make up, a light one. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked pretty good actually. Not that she cared that much, anyway. Still, she was looking pretty good.

That morning she was going to take part in a press conference. CBI boss Minnelli wanted her there, along with Agent Bosco and D.A. Osvaldo Ardiles. "Just some good P.R for the Bureau", Minnelli had told them. Lisbon could perfectly recall how Brenda Shettrick had warned her about this important meeting, nearly 3 weeks in advance. Brenda Shettrick was the head of the CBI media relation unit. It was her job dealing with the press, of course she cared about this stuff.

"Annie?! You ready honey?" Lisbon called from downstairs.

"Just a second!" Annie replied from the bathroom.

"Come on… We've got to get going."

It had been nearly six weeks that Annabeth Lisbon, her own niece, Tommy's daughter, had come living with her. It happened right after the Chief Green case, the one which had brought Tommy and Annie in Sacramento, chasing the one Carmine O'Brien.

All of a sudden, her 16-years-old niece had asked her if she could stay there, with her.

She wanted to try living with her.

On a permanent basis.

Quite unexpectedly and apparently without hesitation of any kind, Tommy had immediately agreed to that. Quite unexpected indeed, because he was a very proud man and wasn't used to ask for help, especially to his own sister. Surely it was very difficult for him because of course he loved his own daughter so much and it would be very hard for him to stay away from her but that was exactly the point. He loved her so much that he couldn't keep doing this to her. He couldn't let his daughter live a life like that. She was a kid. She was supposed to do kids stuff, not going around the country as a backup for her father, chasing skips. He had promised to come visit her any chance he got, though. But he needed to let her go.

So, when Annabeth had asked her dad if she could stay with her aunt Teresa, he had agreed immediately. He couldn't say no to her. And neither could her aunt Teresa, of course. Honestly, that her own niece would choose to live with her was quite flattering. Annie had even told her she wanted to become a cop one day, just like her.

Given the circumstances, however, Lisbon was understandably a little worried.

Providing a perfectly good and appropriate environment for her niece to live in, considering her job as a cop, wasn't exactly a piece of cake.

Teresa Lisbon worked almost 24/7. She was the boss of her own unit and was always on call. Her phone could ring at any time, day and night. She'd barely had a few days off in the last couple of years.

How was she supposed to take care of a teenage girl when she could have been called for a case in the middle of the night?

But what choice did she had. How could she say no to them?

Teresa Lisbon had practically grown up three brothers when she was Annie's age. Now she was a grown up woman. She was willing to do her very best to take care of the girl. At least she had to try. She was her niece, after all.

For the record, Tommy had done a great job in raising Annie so far. He had done an excellent job, considering he had done it all by himself. Annie seemed to be a very smart and responsible kid. And Lisbon was very proud of both of them. And maybe even a little envious.

Lisbon went into the kitchen, walked around the kitchen counter and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Okay, I'm ready." Annie exclaimed as soon as she appeared at the door. "Where're my donuts?"

"Your donuts? Come on, eat your cereal. We have to go." Lisbon smiled, handing her the usual bowl of cereal.

"Nah, I'm having Marie's donuts for breakfast this morning!" The girl told her, smirking.

Lisbon put down the cup of coffee and leaned on the kitchen counter.

"Annie? What's going on?" Lisbon asked, suspiciously.

They heard a knock at the front door and as soon as Lisbon opened it she knew the answer to that question.

"Good morning, Lisbon girls." Jane greeted them. One of his damn sexy smile plastered on his face. "Here you go, Marie's donuts. Your favorites." He handed her the paper bag. "Whoa, but look at you, Lisbon." He muttered, admiring her for head to toe. "You cleaned up really well!"

She felt his eyes on her and she hoped he wouldn't notice her flaming cheeks.

Jane had this power over her now. Damn him.

"Oh, don't even start…" She complained, embarrassed. "What's going on, huh?"

"Oh, I'm not starting. You look beautiful." He confessed, his eyes now glued to her own. His grin

"Jane? What are you doing here?" She asked him again, trying to change the subject of the conversation. Annie had reached them by the front door and was now following their conversation, really amused.

"Well I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd drop by!" He replied, playfully. "Here you go, Annie!" He handed her a donut from the bag.

"Yeah, right… You knew about this, didn't you?" Lisbon turned to look at Annie who only shrugged her shoulders.

"Thanks, Jane!" She chirped, her mouth already full.

"What's going on with you two, huh?" Lisbon asked, suspiciously.

"Nothing, Lisbon. Anyway, you should let her go out tonight. Just let the girl live a little…" Jane told her nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry, what?" Lisbon furrowed her brows, confused.

"Oh, you haven't ask her yet?" Jane asked Annie who simply shook her head. "Well Annie, you're free to go." He announced. "I mean there's no reason for you to not let her go, Lisbon."

"You're planning on going out tonight, Annie?" Lisbon asked her.

"Yes, it's just a pizza with friends!" She replied,swallowing the last bite of donut and licking her sugared lips.

"She'll be home by 9.30! Pinky swear!" Jane held out his little finger at Lisbon and Annie couldn't help but bursting out in a loud laugh.

"Oh you promise, with a pinkie swear? Well I can't say no to that right?!" Lisbon exclaimed, sarcastically.

"8.30! I'll be home by 8.30! I promise." Annie exclaimed, tentatively.

"8:30 even! Seriously, you can't say no, Lisbon."

"Are you going there with your boyfriend?" Lisbon suddenly asked.

"I don't have a boyfriend!" She replied, resentfully. "Jason and I are just friends!"

Lisbon hated to sound too nosy. She trusted Annie but she wanted to have pretty much everything under control. As always. The first few weeks there in Sacramento had been a little tough for Annie: new home, new school and new friends. Although Annie was happy to be there, Lisbon knew she needed time to settle in. And finally it had happened. Lisbon had noticed that Annie had started waking up in a very good mood. And there was a name that kept popping up in their conversation: Jason. Jason Wylie. He was a class mate, a computer nerd or something like that. Apparently, Annie liked him a lot. Probably, he was the main reason she always seemed such in a good mood lately.

"Is he going to be there?"

"Yes! We're going out with a couple of friends."

"It's not like it's a double date or anything…" Jane smirked. "Just appreciate her honesty, Lisbon."

"We are just friends!" Annie remarked, straight-faced. "What? A boy and a girl can't be just friend?! You and Jane are just friends…" She teased them.

"Well, Lisbon and I are more like…"

"Fine!" Lisbon replied immediately, interrupting him abruptly. "But I want you home by 8:00. Not a minute later, okay? I don't have time now to argue with you two, anyway. Come on, before I change my mind. And you gimme those damn donuts" She said grabbing the paper bag from Jane's hand.

"Thanks auntie Reese, you're the best!"

"Told you Marie's donuts would work the magic." Jane winked at Annie.

"Sure you did!" She mocked him, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, don't be so grumpy!"

"You know what this is called, anyway? Bribery. Bribery of an officer of the law." She told him, taking a donut out of the paper bag and biting it.

"Yes, but they're good, huh?" He smiled. "Let's go now, we're gonna be late."

"I'm sorry…We? We are?" Lisbon swallowed her bite, pointing at Jane. "You coming to this thing?"

"Yes, I'm coming. Of course. You said these kind of things were mandatory. So yes, I'm coming with you" Jane shrugged.

"This one time it's not mandatory for you. It's just me." She explained.

"Well, Lisbon, what can I say, sometimes you just need to go along to get along." He stated, then he turned to Annie, whispering "I just want to make sure she's not participating in some lame interviews. "Sacramento most eligible singles" Or maybe "Sexy sprinters of Sacramento"…" He went on talking while Lisbon glared at him "…that would be totally unprofessional for Teresa Lisbon, the one and only, the heavily armed, totally badass cop. Badass hence cute as a button."

"Quit that, Jane!" She scolded him. But a little smile and her blushing cheeks were giving her away completely. "It's a press conference. Minnelli wants me there."

"Oh, I bet he does. You're a little easier on the eyes. But he's not the only one who wants you there!"

"Jane!" She smacked him in the chest. Now she was really blushing.

"I love when she gets physical." Jane told Annie.

"Yeah, I bet you do." The girl told him, sarcastically.

Lisbon walked past them, went around the car to get to the driver's seat. "Come on, get in the car before I change my mind."

A few minutes later they were still in the car, heading to the State House. They had just dropped Annie at school. "So, I guess VanPelt already did a background check on Jason." Jane asked her, while Lisbon was driving. "And I guess it came back clean, right?"

"As a matter of fact, yes." She admitted. Unbeknown to Annie, Lisbon had already asked the guys to do a background check on this Jason which, by the way, had come back 100% clean. "And don't even try to make me feel bad about it. I trust Annie but I just wanted to make sure the guy is an okay guy."

"Well, actually, if you really trusted her there wouldn't be any reason for you to do his background check. And for the record, the guy?!" He chuckled. "Well, the guy is a 16 years old kid, totally harmless."

"He's a 16 years old boy. I know what boys that age are like. They are not harmless, they're horny. All they can think of is…you know… "

"Having sex?!"He grinned broadly, amused by her. He looked at her. She was blushing again and he thought he had never seen anything cuter. He simply loved her when she did that. She was a tough woman, a badass cop, hence there were things she was childishly embarrassed to talk to him, even just a simple word to say out loud. And he found that very charming, intriguing. And even a little sexy.

"Well Lisbon. It's not his fault. You should blame on the hormones. Did you happen to know that Testosterone levels are at their highest during adolescence and early adulthood. So it's perfectly normal." He explained.

"You're not helping here, Jane."

"Look Lisbon" He went on talking, trying to put her out of her misery "I just think Annie is a good kid, and you know that, so just trust her okay. I know you just want to protect her but the girl is smart and responsible. Give her a little credit."

She sighed. He was right, as always. Damn it!

The thing was Annie just reminded her of herself. In some ways.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the California State Capitol. The press conference was about to get started. The place was already overcrowded by journalists and cameramen, some tourists and local bystanders.

"Hey, Teresa!" They heard someone calling her.

"Brenda, hi!" Lisbon greeted her.

"Teresa, finally!"

"Morning Brenda." Jane greeted her, playfully.

"Jane, what are you doing here?" She asked him bluntly, frowning at him. "What is he doing here?" She turned to look at Lisbon, not even waiting for him to reply.

"Brenda, don't worry, he will behave, I promise." Lisbon reassured her.

"No cheap stunts, Jane! I mean it!" Brenda warned him.

"Just the expensive ones, Brenda." He mocked her. "Do not worry."

"He's just kidding, Brenda." She tried to reassure her again, but the truth was everytime she was with Jane it was like a rollercoaster. One time he was there, acting appropriately and a second later he had just gotten into another pickle.

"Well, at least you dress up pretty well this time, Teresa." Brenda stated.

"She looks pretty good, huh?" Jane said, nodding amused. "I told her – Let your beauty show!"

"Exactly! That's what I have been trying to tell you, Teresa. You have good assets. You just need to enhance them a little." Brenda nodded. "Okay, we should really go now Teresa. Jane, you stay put!"

But Jane wasn't listening anymore. Something had caught his attention. Someone to be precise. There was a man. He was standing a few feet from them. He was wiping his forehead nervously with one hand, the other hand never leaving the left pocket of his overcoat.

"Lisbon, don't you find strange wearing an overcoat on such a hot sunny day?"

"What?" Lisbon furrowed her brows, confused.

"What are you talking about?" Brenda asked him then turned to look at Lisbon "What is he talking about?" Brenda asked again, then her phone started ringing in her hand. "Hello? Yes sir, of course, we'll be right there" "Come on, let's go." She mouthed to Lisbon.

"That man over there, Lisbon. He has haunted eyes, a nervous energy and he's wearing an overcoat. It's too hot for an overcoat."

"Teresa, come on we have to go!"

"Just a second Brenda. I'll be right there with you just gimme one second, would you?"

"Lisbon forget the press conference, you should call in Cho and Rigsby." Jane told her as soon as Brenda left them alone.

"What for? Because a man is wearing and overcoat?" Lisbon asked, confused. "Come on, Jane, are you trying to get me fired?"

"That man over there is a dangerous psychopath" He told her, lowering his voice "I bet he has a weapon underneath that overcoat."

"Jane, come on. This is thin. Even for you."

"Maybe it's thin but if I'm right and we do nothing that guy, over there, is about to become a mass murderer!"

Lisbon looked at that weird man then looked back at Jane. Jane had that look in his eyes, again. That mildly crazy yet desperate look. He usually had that look when Lisbon didn't follow his hunches or didn't trust his instincts on a suspects. But if there was something Lisbon was completely sure about was that she should always trust Jane's hunches even if there wasn't any strong evidence in his favor.

"Don't even think about it, Lisbon." He suddenly told her, grabbing her arm. "You can't just go and talk to the man. We have to buy some time with Shettrick for the press conference and call in for back up."

"Let me do my job, okay?" She told him, quietly, pulling away from his grip.

"Well, I'm coming with you then." He told her but she stopped him, her hand firmly on his chest.

"No, you stay right here."

"Lisbon, come on…"

"Trust me. Jane, I know what I'm doing." She reassured him. But she was lying. If that man was really armed and dangerous she knew she was about to do something pretty stupid. But she couldn't wait for backup.

She left Jane there and walked toward the man.

"Sir?" Lisbon called out for him "I'm Agent Lisbon with the CBI…" Jane heard her saying. "Can you step over with me, please?

Jane looked around, worried sick. Sac P.D. was in charge of patrolling the area but he could only see two agents on the other side of the street. And he knew he had to go with her. He had to try to do something. Going there without any backup was going to turn into a terrible mistake.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" The man turned to look at her "I didn't do anything wrong."

And when Lisbon saw the look on his eyes she froze. Jane was right. There was something that was definitely off with that man. She had to stay calm and talk him through. She reached to her holster and drew her gun. She knew it was just a matter of time.

"Sir, put your hands where I can see them. Now." She ordered. "It's for your own safety."

Lisbon had noticed that the bystanders were starting to realize that something was going on there. She was about to say something when a voice interrupted her.

"What's your name, sir?"

"Damn it, Jane!" She snapped. Jane was already right next to her.

"My name is Patrick Jane, I'm with Agent Lisbon. What's your name, sir?"

"Tibbs. Henry Tibbs." He replied, the expression on his face never changing. He had Lisbon's gun pointed at him. But he had not reacted. Not even a blink.

"Hands on your head!" Lisbon ordered again. "Do it now!" She shouted.

"You might as well let go of that gun, Henry" Jane told him quietly. "Do what she says. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I'm not expecting of living past today." He muttered. "I'm already dead."

Then everything happened so quickly. Shots were fired. Jane watched the scene like it was playing in slow motion. His ears were ringing but he could hear people screaming. People were running, all around him. He looked as Henry Tibbs's body was falling down on the ground. Two holes on his chest. Blood on his overcoat. His eyes still open. Then he noticed it. There was a burned hole on that overcoat pocket.

"Lisbon, you okay?" Jane shouted, then he turned to look at her. But she didn't reply.

She was standing by his side. Her hand on her stomach. Her cheeks were turning white while her green blouse was turning red.