A/N: Hi everyone. So I'm up with another story after the awesome episode we had. Boy, it was real emotional. I had tears in my eyes…that last scene. Ah!

I decided, till I'm waiting for the next episode, I'll try to get myself through the week by writing this fic.

Just so you know, the first few chapters will be inspired by the episode itself and I'll try to give a description of the scenes that were missed in the show. After that we'll move on to the things that'll happen after the episode and hopefully some more Jisbon.

He opened the box of Folger's after a long struggle with the seal. He had especially brought the coffee for Lisbon this morning. Putting his Earl Grey on the kettle, he started to brew the finely grained brown beans. It had been quite a while since he made a beverage for her, something he was quite accustomed to back at the CBI. He had decided he'd do it every morning from now; show her that he still cared about her so that it won't be the last cup he made for her.

His line of thought was breached by the loud whistle from the kettle. Reaching out to the cupboard overhead, he took the finest of cups and poured their respective poisons.

She barely noticed his efforts as she continued to explore the exquisite places in Washington which had every possibility of becoming her home … their home.

"Decided what?" she questioned, knowing exactly what he was asking about.

A futile attempt to jog the memory of the mentalist with a perfect memory palace. She needed him to realize that she was actually leaving. Last night his expressions seemed as though he didn't heard this fact quite well.

"What's worse than boredom?" Is he asking or stating this? Lisbon thought. There was surely a worse thing than boredom – it's called sadness. Sadness of being thousands of miles apart from the man you love and knowing that there's no way back.

Within no seconds her frustration changed to fear as she saw Jane being lashed out through the bullpen in cuffs. Stark horror caught hold of her, a sense of déjà vu she felt at the moment. She had dreamed of this day ever since she could remember. And now it was here; the past had finally caught with Jane for a payback of his karma.

A chill ran down her spine and she clutched the envelope with all her force. Hastily, she slammed off the PC and went looking for Abbott. He was the only one who had any power to influence this situation. When she failed to find him, she finally decided to take the matter in her hands and go to Dallas. It was all she could do.

Stepping on to the elevator with Kim, her hands involuntarily moved to the cross in her neck and she took a moment to pray for Jane, like she'd always done for the past ten years.

Kim noticed her tension. She had never looked so worried. She rested a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly "It's gonna be okay, Lisbon."

"Yeah." She whispered. She wasn't convinced.

"Hey! Remember it's Jane." She shifted closer and slightly nudged Lisbon with her elbows "It's the jury we need to be worried about. I'm sure he might be annoying them with his mind games right now."

"You wish." She smiled a little, Kim wasn't wrong. It was Jane after all - The Annoying Machine.

Lisbon felt the phone buzz in her pocket. Kim saw the name as she pulled out the phone. It was Marcus. Without giving a second thought, she pressed the red button.

She had much important things to do right now.

A/N: I know it's a bit short . I'll increase the chapter length as we move forward. Let me know if you like it or if it's worth continuing.