Teresa Lisbon was sitting on her couch and thinking about the day she had.
Hours ago she had poured herself a drink but she couldn't bring herself to drink it, she was just sitting and staring.
What a fool she had been to believe they could get closer to Red john without him noticing it.
He had noticed and now he was going to punish them.
She replayed the look on Janes face and her heart felt like it shattered in thousand pieces.
She had seen a lot on Janes face, masks over masks, hurt, fury but never had she seen hopelessness.
How much she'd wanted to comfort him to take him in her arms, hell she still did, but knowing Jane, he would probably just politely reject her.
It was like Barlowe said he is secretive and controlling.
But who was she fooling, that was one of the things she liked the most about him.
He was unpredictable and that made him even more interesting.
Oh god she really was in love with him and not just a little.
What is it with me, that I always fall for the broken ones?
She asked herself.
A knock on her door interrupted her thoughts.
One part of her relived for the distraction the other irritated who would visit her at that time, Lisbon made her way to the door.
Jane was standing on the other side.
They just stood there in silence staring at each other.
Teresa looked into his desperate and pleading eyes and her body took over.
Wrapping her arms around his neck she brought his head down to hers and kissed him right on the lips, full and passionate while dragging him in her apartment.
Patrick responded immediately.
Surprised by the force of his longing she stumbled and they both fell on the floor.
Neither of them cared and they just carried on with their lip lock, stopping now and then for air.
Jane broke the kiss but brought no distance between them.
Leaning his forehead against hers he breathed heavily before opening his eyes.
Still trying to catch his breath he whispered "I'm sorry Teresa... but I need.. I need to..."
She gave him a reassuring smile quietly asking him to continue.
"I just can't let him win." He panted out.
Lisbon kissed him lightly.
"He wont I promise."
"How can you know that?" He asked with tears in his eyes.
"You already defeated him!"
And with that, she brought his lips down on hers once again.