AN: hi, this is my first fluffy fan fiction :) I found that I need to write something sweet, to soften the angst in my other fanfic (Sweet Deception) so here we go:
Disclaimer: The mentalist: pretty sure I don't own it.
Chapter 1:Love you
"Jane!"
Uh oh, he knew that tone well enough to know it meant trouble, with a capital T but no matter how much he thought, he couldn't figure out what he had done, well sure he had pissed off the mayor's wife yesterday, and had borrowed the dead man's phone the day before that, but…
His trail of thoughts were broken when an incredibly flustered and sex…um angry Lisbon came marching towards his couch.
"Jane! You are so dead"
"What? I didn't do anything!" he said in mock outrage
"Oh yes you did, and don't play innocent with me, who else would put a dozen rabbits on my front doorstep?"
Oh, that…
"I have no idea what you are talking about but it was your birthday yesterday, and I personally think it was a splendid idea… whoever's it was"
By the time he stopped speaking, she had cooled down a little and her posture was more relaxed. He knew she had forgotten her birthday, he swore, sometimes she even forgot she had one, that woman needed to get a life.
"Oh…yeah my birthday"
He saw how she tried, and failed to cover up the fact that she had forgotten
"dammit Jane, cant you do anything in halves? You know, like normal people?"
He knew he had won the fight when her eyes softened and twinkled, like they did every time she got a present. Those two beautiful emeralds would be the death of him someday, he could get inappropriate thoughts by just looking into those deep…
"Hi, Jane, Lisbon…we're up"
Fischer's voice interrupted his musings, and just like that the spell was broken, that woman had terrible timing.
He looked back at Lisbon ,the spark had left her eyes and he watched with fascination as they turned into snake-like slits as Fischer's hand came to rest on his shoulder interesting…
Lisbon could only stare helplessly as Jane and Fischer walked ahead, standing a little too close for casual acquaintances. She felt her heart squeeze painfully as Jane whispered something in Fischer's ear, and she tried to contain a grin. It was just like she and Jane, back when they were just friends -close but not too close- and things hadn't been complicated between them.
She tried to look away, to look at anything but them, but her eyes were glued to Jane's gorgeous backsi…to agent Fischer and Jane, and she couldn't look away. seeing them flirting and bantering had brought back memories from when life was simple, it seemed like a lifetime ago that Jane had left a paper frog on her desk, and she had tried and failed –like she always did, when it came to Jane and his charms-to contain her grin, just like agent Fischer had. She put on her big girl panties on and swallowed the hurt like she always did,and it would probably get better like it always did, and any way, it wasn't like she was jealous of Fischer and Jane, so why did she still feel the intense ache in her heart?
Jane didn't know what Lisbon was thinking about, contrary to popular belief, he was not a real mind reader, but he knew he was thinking about a shower, preferably ice cold. After Lisbon had reacted like a jealous fire cracker when Fischer had put her hand on his shoulder, he had decided to stroke that fire, and boy did he regret it now. Lisbon was angry, and not just the I'm-pissed-because-you-are-an-arrogant-ass angry, the do-not-touch angry .she was furious, and boy did it make him hot, an angry Lisbon was even more sexy than a horny one. Oh yes he'd seen her getting all hot and bothered when his lips had accidently grazed her earlobe. It was an experience he definitely wanted to repeat although a little less accidently this time.
When he had gone out with Krystal, he had finally understood that he couldn't move on with anybody but Lisbon…Teresa. she had been Teresa to him ever since he had let it slip that he loved her…love you … those two words still haunted him, he was never the one to lose control but that one moment when he had seen her, so willing to sacrifice everything she had for him, when he had seen his own love reflected in her eyes, he just lost it. sure he was hyped up but how could he forget? How could he forget the way her small body melted against his? How could he forget the two, most honest words he had ever told her? But he just wasn't ready back then, and he felt like he didn't deserve her, he still didn't but he had underestimated his own feelings. He couldn't let her go even if he wanted to, he was frightened to let go of the past but at the same time, he was excited for the future. The future was bright when he thought of Teresa being in it, she was his only hope, his little sunshine in the darkness of his soul .He loved her and he intended to tell her every day, for the rest of their lives. But first things first, he needed to woo her, and he intended to do it perfectly, Patrick Jane style…
AN: so what do you think? I hope you liked it. If you did, please review, and if you didn't, also review and tell me so, because I was very nervous about posting this, and every review I get makes the rest of my day.