Disclaimer: I do not own The Mentalist or any of its related characters or themes.
AN1: 3rd edition of my 10-part drabble song-series.
AN2: Based on 'Love will keep us together' by Nickelback
AN3: the notes in italics are Patrick's musings after 1x01, as he thinks back to the first day after he ran away with Angela.
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Worth of Money
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Would you have married me?
"Do you think we made the right decision, Pat?" Angela asked, staring up to the stars.
Would you've been mine forever?
"I'm not sure..." he said, sighing in an almost defeated way. There was no turning back now.
I would've anything to make you smile.
"... I thought I was supposed to be the rational and pessimistic one?" Angela poked him, trying to get him to smile again.
I wanted to get a job and get us all the money we'd ever need.
"... sorry..." he sighed again, trying to force himself to smile. It didn't work though.
I would've worked for as long as it took, I would've done whatever I had to.
"We'll find work somewhere else, okay?" she cheered, taking a hold of his hand and tried to give him some courage by squeezing his hand, "Don't give up."
I'll would've done anything. It didn't matter what. Nothing could be worse than what we'd gone through.
"I guess..." he said, leaning his head on his shoulder, "... but I'm not sure who'll hire somebody with zilch skills and who's underage."
It didn't matter what happened. As long as you're with me.
"You've got plenty of skills!" she snapped, suddenly angry. She wasn't sure if it was just denial or a sense of duty kicking in. Maybe a bit of both.
He thinks about it for a minute before suddenly standing up. "I know what I'm going to do!" he suddenly exclaimed, beaming from ear-to-ear.
But... I think... somewhere along the line... I forgot.
"Really? What is it?" Angela asked, staring up at him in amazement.
Money can't buy time.
"I'm going to be a psychic!" he shouted, suddenly feeling absurdly happy. Finally his skills would be able to help them!
... Money can't buy love.
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Thanks for reading.