Hey, this story just popped into my head and refused to leave so I thought I would write it down :)

Teresa Lisbon felt rough, no she felt worse than rough, she had a headache from hell which refused to go, her whole body ached she felt sick to the stomach and was just pure exhausted. She was sitting at the desk in her office staring blankly at the screen, it's all Jane's fault she thought to herself bitterly he had to annoy the suspect by water, who does that and of course it was her that fell in and got sick while he was just happily sitting on his couch playing some trick on Rigsby agIng while I'm stuck here doing this stupid paper work that is all his fault!

'someone Jane what's the trick?' murmured Rigsby in annoyance.

'that my friend would be telling' Jane replied glancing into Lisbon's office, she looked terrible, he felt genuinely bad for what happened yesterday but how was he supposed to know the suspect would try to get away by pushing Lisbon into the river! He had tried to apologise to her yesterday he couldn't find her anywhere and when he called by her house she refused to let him in, maybe she had cooled of enough by now to go and apologise. With that Jane picked himself off from his beloved couch and walked towards her office.

Upon closer inspection Lisbon looked so much worse than he originally thought, she had dark bags under her eyes and her face was as white as a ghost. She also had the lie on her forehead which indicated that she had a headache. Jane now felt more guilty than ever, she looked truly terrible nothing like her normal self.

'Lisbon' Teresa was startled out of her thoughts by Jane calling her name and sticking his hand in her face.

'what do you want' she grumbled tiredly.

'I came to apologise Lisbon and tell you you should really go home you look terrible'

'gee thanks' Lisbon muttered back angrily it's his fault I feel like this she thought to herself, 'I'm busy Jane doing a little something called work you might want to try it someday'

'I think I'll pass but seriously Reece let me take you home... Please'

Odd Jane was pleading now, he must feel genuinely bad she thought to herself. 'fine' she finally gave into him but that was only because it was already 8pm and she was planning on going home now anyway but he didn't need to know that.

She collected her stuff together and planned to get away from him as her exhausted body would carry her, unfortunately for her she wasn't that lucky, Jane started following her a few paces behind to insist that he drove home as she was clearly to exhausted to drive safely, he poked his head into the bullpen to say goodbye to the team and that he was going to take her homeasshe was feeling unwell.

Lisbon having carried on to try and hopefully lose him was starting to feel weaker and increasingly light headed with each step she took was fuming, this really wasn't her week, the lift was out of order now so she would have to take the stairs, by now she was struggling to even stand up by now, she had a choice, she could either be stubborn and tackle the stairs by herself of destroy her pride and ask Jane for help. As this was Teresa Lisbon pride won so she started to place her foot on the steps one at a time she told herself when suddenly she would no longer see properly, she felt the strength leave her and she started to fall.

Jane was just catching up to Lisbon running towards the elevator when he noticed it was out of order so he quickly rushed to the stairs when he got there he was frozen all he could see at the bottom of the stairs was the crumpled form of Teresa Lisbon lying unconscious on the floor.

'LISBON' he got no reply.

What do you think? Should I continue?

Katie :)