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A/N: See "The Way She Looks At Me" on why I've gone all Jisbon. For Tiva4evaxxx, cause apparently I need to give her a present.
A/N2: Drabble oneshot thing, Lisbon's POV.
I can't hear what he's saying anymore. I'm sure I could if I just.... paid.... attention. I try to pull myself back into consciousness, there's just one slight problem. He's holding my hand. Okay, he calls it palm reading (bullshit), but the fact of the matter is... well, yeah. Patrick Jane is holding my hand. And he's talking like he expects me to be listening or something. His voice washes over me, the gentle soothing tones, as he gently traces the lines of my hand with his finger. I blame him for this. It's him who doesn't understand professional. It's him who waltzed in here with his baggage, and his voice and his 'palm-reading'. I didn't ask for an ex-psychic, emotionally crippled, entirely inappropriate, smart-assed consultant. I sure as hell didn't want one. And I definitely didn't want Patrick Jane, and his stupid…. I think he asked me a question.
I settle on, "Mmmhmm," as an answer.
He doesn't respond further than a smirk and, "now this is the heart line, which signifies –"
"Jane, I thought you weren't a psychic."
"I'm not. If you're wondering how I knew you're stressed with a lot of paperwork and your computer is broken…" I'm just going to take him at his word, because I don't remember him telling me that.
"So what's up with the palm thing?"
He grins at me, in that ever-frustrating Jane way, and turns my hand over in his, lifting it toward his lips until they brush just slightly, then he lays it back on my desk. My breath catches in my throat.
Right. Now I really need to pull myself together.
He saves me the trouble of thinking of something to say when he gets up and walks to the door of my office. I don't want him to leave, even though this isn't exactly comfortable. It's always nice when it's just him and me.
"Hope you liked your fortune," he says as he walks out the door, smirking to himself like he knows everything, as always.
Like I said, I never wanted Patrick Jane. In any sense of the word.
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