Hey Guys, this came to me at work. It's different from what I was expecting.
Still don't own the mentalist. Bad Language and Violence in this so beware.
"I cannot believe that you embarrassed me in front of everyone!", Lisbon screamed as she slammed the door behind her.
"Well, I wouldn't have done it, if he didn't have that smirk across his face." Marcus Pike shouted.
"Who was smirking?"Lisbon threw her coat over the side of the couch.
"Patrick fucking Jane, that's who! All sidled up to you!" Pike hissed.
"What are you talking about? He was nowhere near me!"
"I saw you whispering and laughing together like you're in some sort of secret club"
"Oh, so I'm not allowed to have a laugh with other men then. For Christ sake, Cho was there too, and I don't see you complain about him."
"He's not a threat!" Pike remarked.
"And Jane is?" Lisbon screamed.
"Yes!" Pike bellowed.
"How is Jane a threat? He cowers at a sign of a gun"
"I've seen the way he looks at you. It's disgusting"
"Oh, so that makes it so right to march up to me, grab me and shove your tongue down my throat in front of my bosses."
"Yeah, he needs to know that you're mine."
"Excuse me! Yours! I'm not a trophy to be won."
"He needs to back off"
"Maybe, you need to calm down and stop acting all paranoid."
"Paranoid! Paranoid! Everyone knows that you're sleeping together behind my back"
"Now, that's just ridiculous. I've never slept with Jane. How am I going to face Abbott after what you did? Seriously, you may have jeopardised my career."
"Request a transfer to Coulson's team. They know their place"
"Don't you realise that if I move teams, Jane moves too."
"No, fucking way that's going to happen, I'll put him in his place" Pike shouts as he turns to consider driving to knock Jane's brains out.
"Don't you even consider laying a finger on him!"
"Oh, so you're protecting him now!"
"Of course, I'm protecting him, he's my bloody friend! I've worked with him for over 10 fucking years!"
"Yeah, and how many years have you been fucking him for?"
"How much fucking times have I told you? Are you stupid? Should I spell it out for you? I HAVE NEVER SLEPT HIM!"
"Why should I believe you? For all I know, you've been fucking each other like rabbits, while we've been together for 2 months and you've still yet to let me have sex with you."
"Because I'm you're bloody girlfriend, that's why! You agreed to take it slow."
"It's hard to believe you when my mates have been telling me about you two."
"Oh, so you should believe what your mates say over your girlfriend."
"Yes, especially if my girlfriend is a whore!"
"I am no such thing! I have been faithful the whole bloody time! What about you? Should I question what you've been doing behind my back?" Lisbon screamed as she pointed her finger at him.
"No, cos I'm not a fucking lying slut! You know what I'm going to punch his brains out right now."
"Don't you dare think about hitting Patrick or you'll regret it!"
"Oh, so he's Patrick now!"
"Yes, that's his name or are you stupid enough not to realise that's his actual name."
"Don't you dare patronise me."
"Or what!"
"You'll regret."
"How? You going to lock me up in a tall tower like the evil queen!"
"If need be, I will."
"Oh, fuck you!"
"I would if you were so frigid!"
"Yeah, and that's how to get a woman wet!" Lisbon remarked sarcastically.
"Don't fucking make fun of me, whore!"
"Again with the names! Can't you ever be original!"
"Well, you dare to humiliate me with my mates by trying to sleep with Jane behind my back. I say no more to that." Pike hissed.
"You know what! I'm fucking done with your crap!" Lisbon grabs her coat.
"Where do you think that you're going? I'm not finished."
"Well, if you're going to continue accusing me of sleeping with Patrick, I might as well go and try it now. Maybe, I'll enjoy myself."
With that Pike roared and stormed his way towards Lisbon. "What did you say, Bitch?"
"I said I might as well sleep with Jane. He's a handsome man and has memorising hands."
"Shut up, Bitch." Pike's hands clenched at the side of his body.
"Oh, because he's a mentalist, he could bring me to multiple organisms through eye contact alone."
"SHUT UP!" Pike shouted as his hand struck Lisbon's cheek with an almighty crash.
Lisbon clutched the side of her face, feeling blood trickle out of her split lip. As she raised her head up, her face turned to stone. "You know what, Patrick was right about you! He told me that you're a jealous egotistical man with an underlying rage problem. I refused to believe that and obviously only saw the good side of you."
"Teresa, I'm..."
"Don't you fucking dare say that you're sorry. I'm done! It's over! I don't want to see your fucking face any more!" Lisbon gave him a taste of his own medicine and punched him in the nose and slightly grinned at the sound of his nose cracking. Lisbon marched out the door and slammed the door in Marcus' nose and heard him scream.
Lisbon let her mask down and kept the tears at bay whilst running towards her car. She knew that she couldn't go home right now as she felt wired. She also knew that she couldn't go to the office in case Marcus followed her. She would die of embarrassment if she went to Fischer's like this. So, she turn her car towards the one place, Marcus wouldn't dare go near. Jane's Airstream.
The drive took 10 minutes but it felt longer for Lisbon. She felt weak coming here but knew it was going to be the best option. Spending 5 minutes with Jane is better than wallowing in Ice cream watching Love Actually by herself, coming up with a cover story to tell Jane about what happened to her face and perfecting her make up skills. She knew that he wasn't going to happy about this, but she thinks that she could stop him from killing Pike for laying a hand on her.
She got out the car and tentatively knocked on the trailer door. The door creaked as it opened to reveal Jane with his unruly blonde curls. "Teresa, what happened!" he gasped and gently put her face in his hands.
"It's a long story." Lisbon sighed.
"Did Pike do this to you?" he remarked as his brow furrowed.
"If I say yes, will you drop the conversation."
"The son of a bitch, I should kill him."
"Please Jane, don't!" she pleaded.
"I need to teach that bastard a lesson!"
"Jane.. Patrick, please don't." Jane's eyes snapped to hers, "I just want to forget about it. All I want right now, is to snuggle up on the sofa and watch classic films." His eyes softened and he nodded.
"Make yourself at home" he gestured as she walked in. "I'll just get the snacks."
Lisbon sat down on the couch and pulled the throw behind her and placed it on her lap. Jane plonked himself on the end of the sofa and gave Lisbon the bowl of popcorn. He put his arm along the back of the sofa as normal. Lisbon debated with herself for a few minutes before snuggling herself under Jane's arm and laying her head on his shoulder. She let out a breath and relaxed.
"Thanks, Patrick." she said and kissed him sweetly on the cheek.
"You're welcome, Teresa." he replied, placed a kiss on the top of her head and lightly place his arm on her waist.