Confessions of a Red Martyr

Summary: Lisbon's heart pounded in her chest, did she…did she just admit to a room full of people, two cameras, a talk show host and Jane himself that she...loved him? J/L.

Disclaimer: I actually own Aaron Mitchell. He's always such a fun character to mess with!

Warnings: Language, OOC-ness, and Unedited.

Spoilers: Bleeding Heart.

A/N:

I swear one of these days I'll stop spamming inboxes with the large amount of stories I keep putting out, but I don't think anyone will mind considering that this story will only have three parts and I think it'll be a fun story to read. I already love the title, and I love the Jane/Lisbon banter… so far. Plus, it's always a wonderful joy to bring back a character from Unchained Melodies :) I personally always loved that Aaron Mitchell character!

Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy!

Part One—

Memos

After a fix of caffeine, Teresa Lisbon could usually handle anything—mountains of paperwork, annoying consultants, questioning suspects and following leads but every once in a while, especially when her infamous consultant leaned against her office door with his eyes closed, and hands in his vest pocket did she realize that caffeine could only help so much, and couldn't defuse the certain situation at that very moment.

"Do I even want to know why you're leaning against my door?" Lisbon greeted, as Jane's eyes opened to focus directly on her. "Never mind, don't answer that."

"Did you get the memo this morning?" Jane questioned, and Lisbon stared at him in confusion, did he honestly think that she lived at the CBI building?

"I've just come in, and haven't had my first sip of coffee yet and you're asking me about some memo?" Lisbon scoffed. "I don't live here, just to let you know."

"I know Lisbon." Jane responded, a slight grin highlighting his features. "I just figured that you'd love to be the first to get such delightful news." Lisbon narrowed her eyes at the tone Jane used for delightful.

"What did you do now?" Jane pulled his hands from his vest pocket to cross his arms against his chest, pouting slightly.

"Lisbon, why must you blame me every time something is delightful?"

"Because every time something is delightful, it usually means I've got a mountain of paperwork on my desk, and a mile long rap sheet of complaints because you've decided to go around and push the buttons of everyone in the immediate area." Lisbon simply gave, as Jane stared at her. "Now, move." Jane stepped away from her door to let Lisbon enter, before following after her as she sat down at her desk. "Is there a reason why you're still here?"

"Check your memo." Jane repeated, and Lisbon sighed before leaning down to reboot her computer before bring herself back to staring at Jane.

"I'd really like to know what this delightful news is, Jane." Lisbon told him and Jane shook his head.

"If I tell you, it ruins the wonderful surprise." Jane's tone oozed sarcasm. "Not only that," Jane paused to grin again. "But I know you're going to go off."

"I'm not going to…." Lisbon trailed off as she stared at the email on her computer screen, her green eyes absorbing each word upon the email document before she said anything. "They want WHAT?" Jane moved to sit on her couch. "After what happened to us the last time?" Jane nodded. "You can't be happy with this…"

"Oh, I'm not." He spoke, brightly. "But, I'm just biding my time until…"

"So help me Jane, if you touch Mitchell…" Jane only stood from her couch, before leaving her office with the simple answer echoing in his wake.

"Now, why would I do that?"

* * * * * *

"—and we're pretty sure that Maidus doesn't have any connections to a prior case?" Rigsby questioned, the whole team of the Serious Crimes Unit (excluding Jane) sat at one of the conference tables in their unit to discuss the current case when a sudden shouting in the corridors caught everyone's immediate attention.

"—fire that damned consultant." Lisbon groaned, before shooting a dirty glare at Jane.

"What the hell did you do?" Lisbon hissed as Jane shrugged innocently.

"Whatever are you talking about, my dear Lisbon?"

"You know damn well what you did." She hissed back, and he shook his head.

"I sat here the entire time." Jane replied, holding his hands up in surrender. "I've not moved from this spot once today…."

"He hasn't boss." Van Pelt chimed in, as Aaron Mitchell stormed into the Serious Crimes Unit and stopped in front of Jane, his eyes narrowed and his breaths coming out in irregular puffs of air.

"Morning Aaron." Jane innocently stated. "I'm pretty sure the whole state of California could…"

"Lisbon!" Mitchell screeched, ignoring Jane's comment. "Did you know about this…?"

"No sir, I didn't." Lisbon replied back. "What did he do?" Aaron glared at Lisbon.

"Someone sent about thirty pizzas to my office…" Mitchell snarled. "The only person daring enough would be…"

"Ah, but no proof." Jane responded. "Shame isn't it?" Mitchell fumed.

"I'll get you for this one, Jane." Mitchell argued.

"Good luck with that, but while you're down here for a lovely visit…" Jane began, as Mitchell narrowed his eyes again. "I would like to make a complaint." Lisbon groaned silently again.

"Jane." Mitchell hissed. "Stop complaining about me to me." Rigsby covered his laugh with a cough, at which Mitchell glared at him for it.

"But, this time I have a reasonable complaint." Lisbon shook her head. "You see, Lisbon and I…"

"Jane, you also can't complain about the orders I give you or Agent Lisbon to me." Mitchell responded. "Both of you will be on that talk show in a week, and both of you will talk about how wonderful the CBI is…"

"I thought you told me not to lie." Jane replied, grinning in Lisbon's direction. "The CBI doesn't actually give me any pension and…"

So help me…"

"You know," Jane interrupted him. "You and Lisbon could actually be related. She always uses the same line "So help me…" when she's about to scold me."

"Lisbon!" Mitchell snapped, and Lisbon turned to stare at him. "I give you full permission to do anything to keep him on his best behavior before, during and after the interview." Mitchell left the unit speechless, as Lisbon stared at Jane.

"Well, that settles that." Jane responded. "Anyway, Maidus?"

"You can't keep pissing him off like that." Lisbon warned him, ignoring his statement. "I thought I told you not to touch him…"

"I didn't do anything!" Jane defended.

"…and I'm an undercover agent who isn't Teresa Lisbon." Jane stared up at her from his couch, eyes squinted.

"Hmm… I thought you were a bit off today." Lisbon swore silently in his direction. "Don't worry Lisbon, if you weren't you…I would know it."

"Thanks for the reassurance, Jane. I feel so much safer with you around" Jane brightly grinned in response.

A/N 2:

Also, and this is a strange request but if you have a question that you'd like to see the talk show host ask Jane and Lisbon, please send the questions in a review. Thanks!!!