This is my first fan fiction to the Mentalist community, but I am super excited! I have been meaning to write this story for a while now…
I really hope that I am able to capture the perfection of the characters of Jane and Lisbon… If I don't, there's always next time.
This is definitely AU… Bear with me…
I do not own the mentalist or the characters
"Cop Car"
Patrick Jane had made the decision that he was not going to let her go, and if he did it would be… well it was not going to happen. She could not go, there would be no life without her. If he lost her, then he would lose everything that had ever meant anything to him, since Angela and Charlotte. That thought kept his feet racing across the pavement, through the glass doors, and onto the cold hard marble floor. The kind of floor that would only be suitable for the FBI headquarters.
He knew the Lisbon had been considering DC, he had been angry, hurt, lost and even confused, but nothing compared to the heavy weight on his chest that had seemed to suffocate his heart. That's when he knew. He knew his heart had felt similar pain before, and he could not cause that kind of grief to himself again, that is if he could prevent it.
The day before had ended in a hot mess, Lisbon crying, yelling, screaming, him breaking, and it had been a state of utter bliss and a form of hell. It was the first time they had let words go since his return from South America, and it had been a little too late to change her mind.
But now it wasn't. That's why he found himself here, back in the building that had brought them back together. He never would have guessed that this would be the state of their relationship, but it was and he was not going to let it end like this. 12 years of his life was not going to be wasted.
The elevator ding awoke Jane from his thoughts and his heart begin to pound. He knew that in a few short moments he would be brought to the floor, where Lisbon was packing her things and saying her goodbyes. He felt the overwhelming need to stop the elevator, but he couldn't let his brain get in the way again.
At last the doors opened. He felt his heart freeze, but he kept walking. He was surprised to find a missing Lisbon, but happy to see a still cluttered desk. His heart thawed, he hadn't missed her. His eyes started to race around the room looking for any indication of a Lisbon.
"She's in Fischer's office" Cho stated mater of factly bringing me out of my thoughts.
I thank him with my eyes, now's not the time for his words, or conversation. He knows I'm here on a mission. My feet start pulling me away from him before I can even comprehend what he is saying.
He calls back out to me "Jane, she thought you weren't coming to tell her goodbye."
My heart breaks. I have now caused her more pain. Making the task at hand even more difficult. My hand lands on Fisher's Door knob, and I find a stunned Fischer and a tear stained Lisbon.
"Don't Go"
It was the only thing I could say.
To Be Continued