Stay

A Jane & Lisbon Story

By Brown Eyes Parker

Summary:

Jane and Lisbon's budding romance is threatened with the return of billionaire Walter Mashburn. Who will Lisbon choose? The man who can give her empty glamour? Or the one who's been there all along? Inspired by "Stay" by SafetySuit.

Dedicated to:

Watchyouwalk (Autumn), because we were IMing one night, and she helped me come up with the idea of Jane and Lisbon's romance being threatened by Mashburn's return. Thanks for being my muse Autumn.

And to Jisbon4ever (Laura), just because she's totally awesome, and one of my best friends on (Love Patricia)

Love,

Holly

Disclaimer:

I don't own anything. If I did, I wouldn't even be writing this story right now.

Author's Note:

I wrote this story between January 13th and 17th. We had a big snowstorm in my state, and I didn't have anything better to do than chew watermelon gum, and write stories. I wasn't going anywhere.

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Chapter 1

"I'll say one thing," Jane said to Lisbon as they lingered over a shared sundae at Burr's Fountain, their favorite ice cream parlor. "Transitioning from partners to something more has been so easy."

Lisbon's face broke into a smile as she pinched a maraschino cherry. "I'd have to agree."

"And I didn't even have to seduce you over a meal."

She laughed and threw her cherry at him. "Oh, hush!"

Jane smiled and leaned into kiss her when his phone buzzed. He groaned and pulled away. "Sorry, but I have to take this."

"No you don't," Lisbon whispered. "You're off-duty."

"I know. . . I know. . . but this is my father. He's been begging to meet you for years now."

"Years? Really?" Lisbon flushed. "Jane, I am flattered."

His phone buzzed again and Jane reached for it. He put his finger to his lips and then touched Lisbon's. "A promise for later."

Lisbon sighed; they had gone out for four months now. And he had touched her more when they weren't dating. He hadn't done as much as hold her hand.

Jane slid into the booth again and smiled at her. "So, how about coming to meet my father tomorrow? He's going to cook dinner for us. It'll probably be something hideous like pasta and Prego sauce, and cheap wine. But it'll be made with love."

Lisbon's heart fluttered. "I like things made with love."

"Good, then he wants us to be there at six."

"Then pick me up at five.

"Dad?" Jane raised his phone to his ear and winked at Lisbon. "Yeah, she said that she'd love to come. Okay then, we'll see you tomorrow. I love you too Dad."

Lisbon's heart was going out of control now. A grown man who still told his father that he loved him. . . she was pretty sure she could spend the rest of her life loving Patrick Jane.

Jane hung up and looked at Lisbon. "So, what should we do now?"

"I don't know," Lisbon replied. "Do you want to take a walk on the beach or something? I mean. . . for once, let's do something that normal couples do."

"You mean examining dead bodies and chasing down bad guys isn't something normal couples do?" Jane asked, pretending to be shocked.

Lisbon smiled. "No."

"You know Richard Castle helps his girlfriend solve mysteries, right? Speaking of Richard Castle, have you read his latest Nikki Heat novel? I know how much you enjoy them—"

"Jane!" Lisbon whined.

"Okay! Okay! We'll do something "normal" couples do," Jane agreed, getting out of the booth and offering Lisbon his hand. "I mean, if I have to be a "normal" couple; I'd rather do it with you then any other women in California."

The smile that Lisbon gave him was the one of somebody who had just won the jackpot in the lottery. Except this new relationship was better than any cash prize ever could be.

TBC. . .