Past and Future
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A/N: Look another chapter already. A big thanks to my beta for pushing me to write this story.
Lisbon got to her feet and made her way back to the entrance of the museum. As she reached to grab the handle, the door opened and Pike came out. He stopped in front of her and smiled. "I knew I would find you out here."
Lisbon crossed her arms; she wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now. "I came to talk to Jane."
Pike raised an eyebrow at her. "Still calling him by his last name?"
"What?!" She honestly didn't know what that had to do with anything but immediately wish she'd ignored him.
"Well, it is obvious the two of you are sleeping together, most couples call each other by their first name after having sex, we did."
"My relationship with him is none of your business," she hissed as she uncrossed her arms and reached for the door, he immediately placed a hand on the door to keep it closed. She didn't recall Marcus being so rude; then again she'd never seen him this angry either.
"You broke off our engagement and ran after him, I think that warrants my business," he replied with a hint of anger in his voice.
Lisbon wasn't about to have this conversation again with him; she had already apologized enough times after she called him to let him know she was staying in Austin. She had secretly hoped to avoid ever talking to him in person, but fate had other plans for her. "We already discussed this."
"Not in person."
"Marcus, this isn't the time or place for us to talk about this, we have a case to solve," she wrenched open the door with all the strength she could muster. He let go and backed away from her but not before speaking up one last time.
"This isn't over," he warned her before heading down the steps. Lisbon shook her head and walked into the museum in search of the rest of the team. She found them once again talking to the curator.
"Here is his home address," he told Fischer as he handed her a piece of paper. "Like I said I highly doubt he took the mask."
"We still need to talk to him and your other employees," Fischer took the paper, the curator nodded and left. "Jane, Lisbon do you want to check out the guard while Cho and I talk to the other employees?"
"Sounds good," Jane replied right behind Lisbon, causing her to gasp and jump. "It's just me, dear."
"Don't do that," she growled as she held back the temptation to elbow him in the ribs. Lisbon took the paper from Fischer and her and Jane made their way out the museum.
"Teresa," he whispered as he placed a hand on her elbow as they approached the car.
"What?" She stopped and turned back to look at him.
"Are you okay?" He voice was full of concern. She knew he wanted to pull her into a hug and shield her away from the current problems in her life. Sighing she stepped closer to him until she was able to lean into him, his hands wrapped around her waist. Turning her head slightly, she rested it on his shoulder and breathed in his scent.
"Is this about Pike?" He whispered as he removed one hand from her waist and started to soothe her back with it.
"No," she mumbled into his shoulder before pulling back. She caught his eyes and knew instantly that he knew she was lying. "I just don't know why he is here."
"Because the director wants him here," he reminded her. "That and we seem to have the worst luck sometimes."
She laughed at that thought, which for the most part was true. He smiled and leaned down to give her a quick kiss that made her whole body shiver. "Let's go visit this guard," he let her go and opened the driver's side door for her to get in.
"Mr. Masters?" Lisbon knocked on the door. "FBI!"
"You know maybe we shouldn't mention we are the FBI," Jane suggested as he leaned against the door.
"But we are," she knocked again.
"True, but people who are guilty tend to run when they hear the sound of knocking followed by the letters FBI," he replied nonchalantly.
Lisbon stopped in mid-knock and looked at him as if he was some kind of alien that just descended on to this plant. "What?...you know what I don't even want to know," she shook her head and continued to knock.
"Honey, I don't think anyone is home," he said sarcastically after what seemed to be her millionth knock.
"We will need to call in a warrant," she ran a hand through her hair; it would take forever to get a warrant on the little evidence they had.
"Or," Jane smiled "We do it my way."
Lisbon couldn't stop the words coming out of her mouth. "Which is?"
He reached a hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out a lock pick set. Lisbon shook her head "No, you are not picking the lock."
"Turn around and claim deniability," he told her as he dropped to his knee and started to work on the lock.
She glared at him. "That is your favorite word isn't it?"
"What?"
"Deniability."
"Meh, I am just saving you from having a long conversation with Abbott," he told her as he played with the tools inside the lock. Lisbon watched him and then looked around nervously.
"Can't you go faster?"
He stopped and looked up at her with a grin on his face. "Didn't you say that to me last night?"
Lisbon gaped at him in open-mouthed shock, her face turning red. Jane merely grinned and then the lock turned with a quick. "Voila, I always find a way to make you happy in the end"
"Jackass," she pushed past him and went into the house. "Mr. Masters?" Lisbon said loudly, her voice vibrating off the walls.
"Seems like no one is home," Jane told her as he closed the door behind him.
"Let's check the rooms to be sure," she told him as she headed down the hallway, she stopped short a few seconds later. "Don't touch anything," she ordered him just as he reached for a photo on the mantle.
He lifted his hands and took a step back. "Not touching a thing."
"Better not," she warned him before disappearing. The house was quiet, eerily quiet to be exact. She checked the guest bedroom and the bathroom, nothing.
"Lisbon?" Jane voiced reached her.
"What?"
"I found our guy," the tone in his voice told her everything she needed to know. She made her way to the master bedroom and saw Jane standing in the doorway of the bathroom; walking over to him she peaked around his shoulder and saw their suspect laying on the white title, darkened red by his own blood.
"Looks like he slashed his wrist," Jane told her simply.
"So much for our suspect," she reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. She called 911 and then Fischer to let her know what they had found.
It took a while for the authorities to jot down all the information; Lisbon once again lied and said they heard a sound inside the house, which was their reason for breaking in. Somewhere in the deep part of her subconscious she wondered briefly how many times she had lied for Jane over the years. After what seemed forever, the two of them were on their way back to Austin when Cho called.
"Cho, what do you have?" Lisbon asked through the speakerphone.
"Nothing, everyone checked out," he told her. "Abbott wants us to give him an update as soon as the two of you are back."
"Understood."
"Oh, and he already heard about Jane breaking into the house," Cho told her quickly before hanging up the phone.
"So much for your plan," she looked over at Jane who just shrugged and reclined the seat back. "What? You are going to nap now?"
"I was kept up last night by someone," he replied as he made himself comfortable in the passenger seat.
"You do realize it is a long ass drive back to Austin," she gripped the steering wheel tighter in her anger.
"It is less than three hours," he muttered as he yawned. "Try and keep the music down."
Lisbon huffed and reached for the radio volume control, she turned it down to a dull whisper and focused back on the road. She kept glancing over at him to see when he was sound asleep, which was one of the perks with being with him, she could always tell when he was asleep versus pretending to be asleep. It took almost half the trip before he was completely out. Grabbing her phone she switch to the radio to aux and then scrolled through her phone for a particular song. When she found it she paused it, reached over to the volume control and turned it up to full volume, with a glint in her eye she pressed play.
"What the?!" Jane jumped in his seat and looked around, Lisbon laughed over the music before turning it down.
"Did you have a nice nap?" She asked kindly.
"You do realize this means revenge," he told her as he placed his seat back in the normal position.
"No," she shook his head.
He laughed to himself, "I always get my revenge." After a few minutes he changed the subject. "Want to stop and get something to eat?" Jane asked as his stomach made a growling sound.
"Yes, but then you are driving back the rest of the way," she told him as she took the next off ramp. They stopped and ate at a small diner before getting back into the car, noticing they were low on fuel Jane pulled into the gas station and filled up the car. After placing the nozzle back into it's home he looked into the car and saw that Lisbon was fast asleep, smiling he pulled off his jacket and draped it over her before settling himself into the driver's seat.
He pulled into the designated parking space and leaned over to Lisbon and whispered softly to her as stroke her cheek with the back of his hand, "Teresa, we are here."
"Go away," she muttered and turned away from him.
"Come on dear, we have a meeting with Abbott," he whispered again, the sound of Abbott's name woke her instantly, looking around she noticed that they were already back at the FBI.
"Sorry, I fell asleep," she told him apologetic as they walk to the main entrance.
"You needed sleep plus the drive was easy," he held the door open for her, as soon as she passed him he place a hand on her lower back and guided her to the elevator, they entered the elevator quietly, as soon as the doors closed Lisbon turned around and grabbed the lapels of his jacket and pulled him closer to her. Her lips fused with his, he moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms her waist and pushed her against the elevator wall, his tongue nipped her lower lip seeking permission. She granted his request; his tongue darted in her mouth and dueled with hers in urgent need. The bell dinged and she pushed him away. They waited a few second to catch their breaths before exiting the elevator and heading to Abbott's office. Lisbon knocked softly on the door.
"Enter," Abbott voice ordered.
Lisbon entered with Jane right behind her, "Sir."
"Sit," he pointed to the two chairs. They did as they were told, Abbott looked at them from across his desk. "Breaking into a house without a warrant?"
"We heard a noise," Jane told him.
"Cut the crap, you didn't hear anything," he told them. "I allow you to get away with a lot of stuff, Jane, but I hoped by now you would have learned where to draw the line," Abbott then turned and looked at Lisbon. "And you are supposed to keep him in check."
"Sir…"
"I don't want to hear it. I am cleaning up this mess as we speak, just be grateful that the suspect was already dead, or otherwise you two would be looking at more severe punishments other than a talking to," he told them. "Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, sir," Lisbon said as she refused to look over at Jane.
"Jane?"
"Yes," he said begrudging.
"That is it for tonight," he made a motion with his hands that told them to leave. They quickly got out of their seats and left the office.
"Great," Lisbon said as they walk over to her desk.
"Meh, just ignore him," Jane told her as he placed both hands on her shoulder and started to rub them.
"Jane, not here," she whispered but didn't stop herself from leaning back, giving him more access to her sore muscles.
"No one is around," he whispered into her ear before placing a kiss right below it.
"You know the security cameras are catching everything," Pike voice made both of them jump away from each other. They turned and faced Pike who had what, could only be described, as an evil grin on his face.
"What are you doing here?" Jane asked a little annoyed at the interruption.
"I came to talk to Abbott," he shrugged his shoulders. "I see you two are bending the rules to fit your own needs."
"It was just a massage," Lisbon hissed and crossed his arms.
"Oh, so you two weren't just making out in the elevator?" Pike asked as he used his thumb to point behind him towards the elevator.
"It isn't any of your business," Jane growled and took a step closer to Pike.
Lisbon uncrossed her arms and laid one hand on Jane's arm, she could already see where this was going. "Jane, let's go."
Jane refused to budge as him and Pike glared at each other. Pike broke the staring contest and looked over at her. "Tell me Teresa, how long did you wait to sleep with him after you broke our engagement? A week? A Day? An Hour?"
Before Lisbon could stop it Jane tighten his hand into a fist the threw it towards Pike, his right hand connected with Pike nose, both swore loudly. Lisbon pulled Jane back just as Abbott came into the bullpen.
"What the hell happened?" He asked as he took in the scene of Pike holding his hands over his nose trying to stop the bleeding and Jane was cradling his right hand.
To Be Continued.
