Jane woke in his little shack. He sat up, certain he heard her voice. He looked over to the window, the heat of the sun beating down on it, almost making the glass shudder. He waited for his thoughts to go down their usual path; straight to his wife. Angela. It had been so long and the pain was still there, although today was different. He waited for the ache to come, and sure enough it did. Only this time it felt, wrong. It wasn't his 'Angela ache'. That pain, although not gone, was dulled somehow by this new one. Her voice was still echoing in his brain. Lisbon. His Lisbon. He heard her today, as clear as the last time she spoke to him. He pulled himself off his bed and walked to the sink. Splashing water on his face, to dispel the image of hers, he got ready for the day,

Jane walked to his favourite cafe, he sat at his usual table and ordered his usual meal. He was looking out to the sea, the view was beautiful, it made him think of her again. Then he heard her voice again, but it wasn't her voice. He gave himself a shake. 'You're losing it Jane.' He said to himself. Then he heard it again, it wasn't her voice but definitely American. He turned around and froze. For a split second he thought he was seeing her. Her hair was the same shade, similar build, her clothes looked like hers, but it wasn't her. He could see that, the face was all wrong, she was too tall. Still, she was an American, and he missed speaking English.
'Hello.' She looked up, surprised to find him talking to her.
'Hello?' She replied.
'You from the US?' Of course she was, he really was out of it. It seemed to work though.
'Patrick.'
'Kim'. They talked, she seemed nice enough and he did miss normal conversation. They spoke for a while until he had a phone call. He went to the phone and what he was told surprised him. Agent Abbot of the FBI was here. He hung up the phone. They were looking for him, obviously, but why? He was curious. He looked over to where Kim was sat and made up his mind to meet with Abbot.

Jane walked out of the restaurant. He couldn't believe they were offering him a job. Abbot obviously wasn't happy about this, and Jane didn't really know how he felt about it either. Going back would open a lot of old wounds, but he would get to see her again. Or would he? Abbot didn't say anything about Lisbon, he couldn't go back if he couldn't see her. He checked the time, he needed to get going. Kim asked him for dinner, he wasn't interested in her but it was nice to get out sometimes. He'll deal with Abbot in the morning. Walking to the restaurant, he met with Kim. It was a warm night and they sat outside. Conversation flowed freely between the two of them, and the music started. They both looked up, he could see that she wanted him to ask her to dance.

He woke the next morning, his head was pounding. How much did he drink last night? There were sounds coming from the room, like banging. He could smell tea. He looked up and his heart stopped. Teresa? Kim turned around and his heart sunk. She saw him awake and brought him over a cup of tea.
'Good morning.' She smiled at him.
'I was very drunk last night.' He said, hoping she's shed some light on what happened. Thankfully nothing. The talked for a bit, she asked how it went with Abbot. He still hadn't quiet decided. She then told him she was leaving. He couldn't lie, he was relieved. She reminded him of Lisbon, but was completely different. They didn't make much conversation after that and she left. He made up his mind, the moment he saw Kim standing there. He had to go home, if for anything to see her again. He got out of bed walked down to the cafe and wrote out his terms. Number 1: Teresa Lisbon.