Jane lay on his old couch, having finally gotten the FBI to bring it in. Oh, how he had missed this couch.

He lay with his eyes closed, hugging himself, listening to the activity around him. A particular set of footsteps made their way to the couch, stopping in front of him. There was a kick by his head.

"Hello to you too, Lisbon."

"Get up and make some room, I have something for you," she said; he could hear the smile on her face.

"Lisbon, another surprise? That's two in a row, are you okay? Do you feel feverish?" he asked, opening his eyes, getting up and making some room.

She smiled, sitting down beside him. "Ha, ha. Very funny. I'm fine. I just thought you might want this too, since you have your couch again," she mumbled, shoving a small package in his hands.

She looked at him, a brilliant smile on her face; his eyes lit up, shaking the package gently.

"No, no, no! Don't shake it, it's fragile, can't you read?"

He chuckled, "Alright, I'll be careful."

"C'mon, open it," she chided, almost childishly.

Deliberately moving slowly, he picked off the packaging tape, carefully rolling it into a ball. Slowly, he opened the lid of the cardboard box, and stopped, looking at what was inside.

"Well? Do you like it?"

"Lisbon... how did you—?"

He was in shock, as he carefully pulled out an exact replica of his favourite blue tea cup.

"Well, it's not the original, obviously. I told you, I had a lot of free time on my hands. And it took a while to find one this similar."

"Teresa, it's perfect," Patrick said, smiling. He carefully set the tea cup back in the box and looked at her.

"Well, with the return of this old thing, I thought it was just the thing to complete your corner."

"Thank you," Patrick said, reaching over and hugging his partner tightly. Thrown off guard, she smiled, hugging him back just as tight.

"You're welcome, Patrick."

A/N I wrote this after giving myself feels on tumblr. I thought, "What if at the end of White Lines Jane gets his couch back and Lisbon joins him on the couch and gives him a gift and it's his blue teacup?! AND THEN TUMBLR DARED ME So I did it. Hi Mentalist FanFiction, nice to finally post here!

I hope they're in character and it's not too awkward sounding. Tell me how it is, I'd love to know how my first shot into the show was!