One-shot. Let me know what you think? First time writing any kind of Mentalist fic.
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Teresa was good at fixing things. If she were to use her consultant's way of annoyingly analyzing people's every move and dissecting it into a thought process that instantly put that person's entire life into prospective using only a single action, she would say it was her father's fault.
Teresa was in charge of fixing everything since the day her mother died. The mysterious car crash that she still had nightmares about, had shattered the Lisbon family and destroyed their father, their reputation, and their lives.
The first born in a family with four other boys, Teresa was the oldest and therefore stereotypically, the responsible one in the family. But, it didn't work out quite like that.
For the first eleven years of her life, Teresa Lisbon was the wild child, forced to play catch up with her all younger, but somehow still bigger, brothers. They were—by gender's fault—bigger, tougher, stronger. They had tough guy friends, did tough guy stuff, and basically left her out of everything.
She didn't much appreciate that.
Through her entire childhood, she worked hard, played harder, and fought for everything she wanted. The family was poor—father was a military veteran who hid an undercurrent of violence behind his charming appearance and calm manners, and retired to a dead end firemen job that left him at a desk all day.
Her mother—the gorgeous Tessa Rogers, was an ex-movie star who wanted more than anything, to escape to Hollywood again, but was too afraid to leave her children behind. She balanced this by dreaming of California while working as a nurse during the day. She wasn't home often.
Either way, Teresa never had a female role model, and by the time she fought hard enough to earn respect in her brother's eyes—her mother died—changing everything. Tessa Rogers was killed in a drunk driving crash when Teresa was twelve, and Tessa's youngest, Tommy, was only six. The driver that hit her was declared drunk by the police at the scene, but he survived the incident probably believing he would live a successful life.
That didn't happen. Her younger brother, Brandon, killed him in a drunken rage when he was nineteen, and planned to spend the rest of his life in jail. But he was always a fighter, and he died five years later in a mobbed attack on a guard.
Teresa never got to apologize to him (she's not sure why, but she feels like she owes him).
Her mom's death made her father a drunken, angry man. Before the crash, he was a good man. A little tough, but good. Jack Daniels and lack of sleep, made him beat Brandon and Tommy with a belt when he came home drunk. She ended up in the hospital once for stepping in between.
She has to fix things—anything: people, places, the occasional dishwasher. She can't help herself.
Considering her past, he is the worst man in the world for her. Those loose blonde curls hide a brilliant mind, and she doesn't need any more men with cunning incentives in her life. His tricks and traps only bring trouble, but they never seem to bring distrust. She shouldn't want him, but she's always been guilty of playing with fire.
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Besides, the Patrick Jane is broken, and she just has to fix him.