Title: Perfection
Author: tromana
Rating: T
Characters: Lisbon/Jane, Team
Spoilers: Up to and including 1.23 Red John's Footsteps
Summary: Her life is perfect, to those on the outside anyway. But why isn't Lisbon happy? Jane/Lisbon
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mentalist. If I did, well…
Notes: AU and/or Future fic. Call it what you will.
Perfection
Part One
For an overwhelmingly long while, Lisbon believed that the best day of her life was the day she joined the California Bureau of Investigation. This was closely followed by the day she got promoted to lead Agent of the Serious Crimes Unit. For the majority of her life, she had been a slave to her career, always focussing on the next step up on the ladder. Ensuring that absolutely everything was done to the best of her ability. She kind of forgot she even had the need for a social life.
That was until Patrick Jane shambled into the bullpen on a sodden Monday morning. Minelli announced to her and the rest of her team that he would be joining them full time in the position of a consultant. Lisbon had heard of Jane, they all had, and was quite bemused as to why a psychic was joining the CBI. At that point, she didn't know whether to be furious with Minelli for foisting the charlatan upon her team or to just accept that he was actually quite pretty to look at. For a long while, she decided that anger was the best route to take.
It was three years, two months and seventeen days after she had first met Jane when he first plucked up the courage to kiss Lisbon. Not that she had been counting or anything. He admitted that whilst he'd never be truly over his first wife, he was willing to give it a try if she was. That day easily became one of those 'top five moments'. Despite the fact that both were worried about Red John, a threat that could easily be breathing down both their necks, the relationship progressed. They had their stumbling blocks, like any couple. Jane, after all, was learning to love again whilst Lisbon was simply learning to love.
She had cried the day he went down on bended knee, with a simple diamond ring clasped earnestly in his hand. It was six months after they had finally apprehended Red John by legal means, of course, when he had finally felt ready to ask for her hand in marriage. He couldn't quite believe it when she had said yes, and she was still in shock that he had even asked at all. Lisbon knew she would never be able to replace his first wife, but she had hoped that at the very least she could make him happy again.
The wedding was quiet, simple and in Lisbon's opinion, just about perfect. Minelli had agreed to give her away. Ever since she had joined the CBI, something which felt like an age ago, he had almost seen her as a daughter. Minelli had only been mildly surprised when she announced her engagement to Jane, and request to be transferred to another department. He'd laughed at her affectionately and said that as long as they kept it out of the office as much as possible, he would be willing to turn a blind eye. All of the team, her family of sorts, shed several tears as Lisbon finally realised she could have a 'best day of her life' which was not work related.
Three months after their honeymoon, Lisbon found herself in her office, fretting. Not over the fact that Rigsby and Van Pelt had finally managed to ask her if she wouldn't mind them dating. Of course, she was fine with it. She had been waiting for years for them to finally get their act into gear; even longer than her and Jane's romance to date. The position on office romances had changed significantly, after all. What concerned her was that this revelation was something that hadn't discussed with her new husband.
Eventually, she popped a tentative head around her office door. She wasn't sure if she was actually ready to tell him or not, but it was better than sitting alone in her office procrastinating.
"Guys? Have any of you seen Jane?"
"He said he had to go out for something, boss," Cho supplied.
She nodded and returned back to her desk for more shredding of tissues. Obviously her discovery had given her a relatively unusual nervous twitch. When Jane appeared at her door, beaming, she jumped. Lisbon couldn't help but smile slightly as he brought out a bunch of roses from behind his back.
"Jane, we're meant to keep it out of the office," she sighed, but took the flowers anyway.
He pouted. "So I can't surprise my wife with a bunch of flowers in the workplace?"
"You shouldn't."
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing."
She didn't know why she even bothered lying. He caught her out almost every single time. True to form, he sat down in front of her and repeated his question again. If he really wanted to, she was fairly certain he could have told her exactly what was on her mind. Lisbon was relieved; Jane had quickly learned to respect her boundaries in their relationship, even if he was constantly pushing them. He sighed as she continued to refuse to answer, still not quite sure how to phrase it. If only they had considered discussing it before they had married.
"Teresa, just tell me."
"We're having a baby," she mouthed. "I'm pregnant."
TBC...
A/N: Fluffy? I think so. Won't continue in this vein, I'm afraid...