AN: Now this song is stuck in my head. I don't know what to think of the story but I must think it's not awful if I'm posting it….. Please review even if you hate it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Mentalist or "My Girl" by The Temptations.

Teresa Lisbon parked her car in the CBI parking lot and let out a sigh. She wasn't looking forward to work today. There was a case about a thirteen year old that was gruesome and to top it off Jane had been teasing her more than usual cause her cheeks to be a consistent red. Opening the door slowly and taking off her seat belt she stepped out of the car and walked to entrance of the building.

Flashing her badge to the guard she continued to the elevator. As the elevator started to rise she let a small smile play on her lips. No matter how much she complained she loved when Jane teased her, mostly because when he did he would smile his brilliant 100 watt smile that would bring on her blush. Too many times she had imagined being with him seeing his smile everyday not just at work but soon after she would remind herself it was just fantasy. The elevator halted to a stop and the doors started to open. Just as they did she heard a familiar rhythm of a song. Oh God. It had to be Jane. Rigsby might have thought of a plan like this but brushed it away with the embarrassment of rejection from Van Pelt. No no no. She knew this song well, as she started to exit the elevator and walk slowly towards the music her lips started to wordlessly sing along.

I've got sunshine

On a cloudy day.

When it's cold outside,

I've got the month of May.

A part of her wished it was for her and this part leaped as she turned into the bullpen and saw Jane standing there with a stereo up full ball and him singing along a huge smile on his face. His eyes were bright and Teresa could see he was holding in the laughter. She wanted to run up and kiss him while another part wanted to aim her gun at him and shoot. But she could do neither as she stood frozen in place as he continue to sing.

Well, I guess you'll say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl

Any doubts about him singing not about her vanished as he pointed at her still figure with a smile still covering his face. Her face she a brilliant red and she felt as though her face had been sunburnt by the midday sun a hundred times over.

I've got so much honey

The bees envy me.

I've got a sweeter song

Than the birds in the trees.

As she started to unfreeze she turned to look at the rest of her team. Cho had his hand covering his mouth but she could see him shaking from laughter and his eyes looked shiny like he was almost crying. Rigsby too was shaking but he wasn't trying to hide it as he laughed loudly but unfortunately not loud enough to block out the singing. There was also something else in is face. Almost admiration or something as he looked at Jane. Van Pelt was laughing but more quiet and as she looked at Lisbon a face a sympathy came but was soon taken over by laughter as Jane continued singing.

Well, I guess you'll say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl

As a bridge of music came Teresa was able to hear talking behind her. Oh dear God please don't let there be more people. As she slowly turned her head a view of a crowd, growing larger, mainly because of the volume of the music, met her eyes. With some looking angry at the music and others having a large smirk on their face. There was one face though that quickly caught her eye. Minelli had his arms crossed and was frowning but she could see his eyes shining and knew that he probably wouldn't stop Jane right at the moment. Quickly she shut her eyes and turned her head back to facing forward. She refused to open her eyes though trying to block out the scene which was difficult with the increasing sound of laughter and the sound of Jane singing along still.

I don't need no money,

Fortune or fame.

I've got all the riches, baby,

One man can claim

She opened her eyes to see him walking slowly towards her still singing. If he gets close enough I will punch him, the thought ran through her mind. As if he could hear what she was thinking he smiled even wider and stopped walking a couple of metres away.

Well, I guess you'll say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl.

Talkin' 'bout my girl.

Talkin' bout my girl.

I've got sunshine on cloudy day

With my girl.

I've even got the month of May

With my girl.

As the song finished the crowd which had gathered behind her burst into applause. She felt her cheeks turning even redder which she had thought impossible. Starring Jane in the face she could feel his eyes searching her face as the crowd continued to clap. Behind Jane she saw Rigsby jump out of his chair and stop the disc. She took a mental note to murder Rigsby soon after. She heard the crowd start to leave going to continue with there work. While she took in this fact Jane, still starring at her face, grabbed her hand and brought it up to his lips brushing a light kiss across her fingers. His smile was gone now but still he searched her eyes. She wasn't surprised he couldn't tell what she was feeling. She had no idea either. A rough cough sounded behind her and immediately she pulled her hand from Janes and turned around. Minelli was still standing there arms crossed.

"Jane, Lisbon." He said their names sternly then turned and started to walk towards his office. Teresa sighed and followed.

"Now," Minelli sat down behind his desk. He was annoyed but Teresa couldn't see much anger in his eyes, mostly amusement if anything. "Teresa by the colour of your cheeks I can sum up you had nothing to do with this."

Teresa nodded, still incapable of words.

"And Jane guessing by your smile you have everything to do with this."

With no pause Jane answered back just as smoothly. "Pretty much."

"Well," The humour in his face was starting to break through. "Don't let it happen again Jane and what ever is happening between you two as a couple please keep it out of the office." He dismissed them with a wave.

Speech came back to Teresa as a surge of anger ran through her. "No Sir there's nothing- Me and Jane aren't-We're not a coup-" She was brought up short as Jane tugged her arm pulling her out of the office. Quietly Jane shut the door behind him.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Anger and embarrassment started to surge through her as she looked at Jane again.

"Shhhh." He placed one hand over her mouth and grabbed her hand with his other and pulled her towards her office.

During this time thoughts were rushing through her head. Some angry mostly along the lines of ways to murder him and others euphoric wanting to kiss him there and then. The walked into her office and shut the door. Before she could decide which feeling was strongest Jane had slipped his hand underneath her chin and lifted her lips to his. This caused the euphoric side to win over as she kissed back just as forceful as he was. Her hand quickly went around his neck and started to run her fingers through his curls. How many times had she imagined this? Countless times and now it was happening. He pinned her against the door and started to kiss along her jaw towards her ear then down the side of her throat.

"Jane I am so angry with you." The sentence was quiet and she was out of breath so wasn't delivered quiet as she had imagined. He pulled back her collarbone and smiled widely.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Okay then. I'm truly sorry for most of this and ask you for forgiveness" With a smile on his face he gently moved out of the way of the door, opened it and walked out.

No what? Hang on. Opening the door wider she saw him walking towards the elevator. She touched her fingers to her slightly swollen lips then started to jog to catch up with him.

"No, Jane. Stop right now. Please." He was already in the elevator as she reached him but as she said please watched him put his hand in front of the door.

"Coming?" He gestured with the other hand for her to enter the elevator. Before she thought it through to much she entered the elevator and watched the doors close shut.

"We can be going to interview someone, okay?" He turned to look at her a smile starting to cover his face.

"Sounds good." She let a smile break through as she thought about how her future might of changed drastically because of one song.