A series of revelations
Here I am going to write a series of short and fluffy Jisbon scenes which are ways I think would be great way for Jane and Lisbon to reveal their feelings to either each other or their relationship to the team. So I am going to give a series of revelations a shot! Wish me luck! I am also not a very experienced writer, in fact this is all new too me. So be patient and please leave reviews! Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own the mentalist, and never will. Damn.
Patrick Jane took a seat on his light brown leather couch with a sigh and took a sip of his tea from his usual light blue teacup. That was another case solved thanks to his expertise, and well cunning skills of observation and manipulation. Jane took another sip from his tea and looked around the bullpen, which was unusually empty. Rigsby was probably raiding the fridge whilst Van Pelt had gone with Cho to get coffee. Patrick looked over to Special Agent Theresa Lisbon's office to see through her blinds her stand and walk towards the door. Patrick grinned as her saw his rather small, dark haired boss glare at him from the doorway of her office.
" Jane. Here. Now." Said Lisbon in her most stern voice to date that it almost made him laugh.
"Comin' my dear" Jane almost sang across the bullpen.
He stepped inside her office and closed the door behind himself. Lisbon spun on the spot and started immediately.
"Jane, you can't be serious! You have a crossed a line today, not just crossed it, you are so far over it you can no longer see it!"
Lisbon only hesitated to take a breath and Jane noticed how her cheeks began to turn red and how her arms were shacking at her sides.
"I understand you have to play your little mentalist mind games and I take the heat from it day in and day out, but Patrick! You can't abuse a widower moments after we tell her that her husband was found dead!"
The pure emotion behind Lisbon's words caught Jane off guard and he lowered his head to look at his feet. He knew Lisbon wasn't finished.
" Jane you're a professional! Well you should behave like a professional anyway! And to be honest, I thought you would have the most compassion in this situation out of everyone!"
That last sentence sent a violent shiver down Janes' spine this time. It didn't go unnoticed by agent Lisbon as she paused for a brief moment. He lifted his eyes and looked into the hard green eyes of his leading agent. Her cheeks had turned a darker shade of red and she had paused to make sure that last comment hadn't hit a nerve. His eyes dropped backed to the floor, which gave Lisbon the green light once more.
"From now on you are not to be there when we deliver news like that to the family. Do you understand?"
"But seriously Lisbon, come on! You know more times than not it's the spouse that kills their husband or wife, and I am the only one that will…" Jane was speaking rather softly and smoothly whist his bright blue eyes pleaded with Lisbon for forgiveness. Lisbon shut her eyes and sighed. This consultant was insufferable. She kept her eyes closed and continued.
"Enough Jane! I don't care right now! She complained to the DA Jane! I have Minelli waiting to talk to me right now! You can be so unbelievably selfish Patrick Jane! I just don't understa.."
Before Lisbon could finish she felt a soft pair of lips on hers. They felt like Jane. She could smell the minty but manly smell of Jane. She put her hands on his chest and leaned into the kiss, it felt like Jane too. No, no, no Lisbon thought, I am not kissing Jane, that would never happen. She pulled back enough to look into the face of her consultant; you guessed it, the famous Patrick Jane.
Her eyes were wide with shock and Patrick knew this could go one of two ways. One she would throw a punch and two she would back so fast out of this office and be down the escalator before he would open his eyes. Hearing his angry little princess of a boss say his full name though had done it, tugged at his heart and the only way he could think of to stop her talking was to kiss her. Apparently it had done the trick and apparently his boss had opted for the third option. Patrick opened his eyes to meet a now softer pair of green eyes as Lisbon stood in front of him motionless.
Jane stepped forward, invading her belovered personal space, and put his hands on either side of her face. His hands were soft and warm and butterflies did a lap in Lisbon's lower stomach. In almost slow motion, Jane leaned forward and his slightly parted lips found those of Theresa Lisbon. This time it was slightly less hesitant and more desperate and Jane and Lisbon's lips moved in perfect synchronisation. Jane placed one hand on her hip and the other at the small of her back. Lisbon sighed and lent her body into the surprisingly strong frame of her seemingly delicate consultant and ran her hands through his golden curls. Wait, her consultant! Lisbon froze at the thought, broke the kiss and stepped back.
A look of disappointment spread over Patricks face but he grabbed Lisbon's hand and just held it, waiting for the yelling to commence. But instead, she said rather quietly it was almost a whisper,
"I have to go talk to Menelli". She turned, dropping his hand and moved very slowly to the door. Was she seriously dizzy?
"Theresa", said Patrick in a rather husky voice.
"You know I didn't mean to hurt you. You the last person in the world I would want to hurt".
" Yeah I know Patrick. Meet me back here with a coffee in 20minutes."
With that Agent Lisbon turned and left rather slowly and cautiously. The thought of the last 15 minutes was scarier than having to face her boss. What has she got herself into!