Drugs and Tea

A/N: Thank you for all the reviews. Hope you all enjoy this one.

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Lisbon gaped at him "You did what!"

Pike held his hands up in a defensive gesture and took a step back from her, "It was an accident I swear."

"How the hell do you accidentally shoot someone, Marcus?" She asked angrily.

"Lisbon?" Jane called out from the bed, interrupting the moment.

Lisbon turned her head quickly to look at Jane and scowled, "Not now, Jane." She turned back and glared at Pike. "You better started explaining."

"Oh, she is pissed, you might want to play nice, Pike," Jane announced then started laughing. "Pike sounds like a name of a fish, it is a fish isn't it?"

Lisbon just shook her head and ordered Pike to step outside. "Wait where are you going? The party is here," Jane yelled after her as she closed the door to his room.

"Wow, him and drugs don't mix," Pike told her with a smirk on his face.

Lisbon wasn't in the mood for any sort of amusement and instead, she crossed her arms across her chest. "Start from the beginning."

Pike let out a breath he hadn't noticed he was holding and then started from the moment they entered the warehouse as she instructed. "We got to the warehouse and met with our potential sellers."

"And?"

He shrugged. "Everything was going according to plan, when one of the guys recognized Jane, next thing we know there is a hail of bullets flying around," Pike explained quickly. He looked apologetic about the entire situation. It wasn't something he liked explaining to Lisbon about, especially when he was never certain what sort of relationship she had with Jane. He couldn't help but feel threatened.

Of course it was bound to happen one day, someone would finally recognize Jane and end up blowing up an entire operation. Which is why she hated it when he went undercover, if he wasn't getting punched he was getting kidnapped. "Doesn't explain how you shot him," Lisbon pointed out.

"I pushed him out of the way and told him to get out of the building. The entrance we came through was covered by some of the seller's men and the exit was across the room. I swore I had him covered when I told him to move it. Then shots were fired, and I fired back, one of them hit Jane," Pike told her with regret. "Teresa I never meant for him to get hurt."

"Yeah? Well, he did, Marcus," she moved away from him and looked back through the small window that gave a view of Jane who seemed to be catching something imaginary. God, those drugs really had messed with his mind. Turned back she faced Pike. "Marcus he could have been killed, I don't know what I would have done if-" she stopped in mid-sentence.

"What?" Pike asked.

Lisbon shook her head, "Nothing." She wouldn't meet his eyes though.

Pike nodded his head but she was damn sure he didn't believe the lie. She wasn't sure what she would have done if Jane had died. If it wasn't for his letters she was certain she wouldn't have survive the two years he was gone.

"Do you want to get out of here?" Pike asked softly.

Lisbon gave him a small smile, "No, I think I will stay a little longer. Just to make sure the drugs don't cause any ill effects on him." She added on.

He couldn't very well fight her when he'd shot her friend. "I will call you tonight to check in on you okay," he told her and leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips. She nodded after he broke the kiss and told him goodbye before walking back into Jane's room.

"Lisbon you are back," Jane smiled as she entered the room. "You can help me catch bugs."

She hadn't been expecting that one. "Bugs?"

"Yes, these bugs around me are invisible and hard to catch but I swear they are there."

Lisbon sighed and removed her dress jacket before pulling a chair close to his bed. "Just like the imaginary rabbit?"

"Rabbit? No, Lisbon, these are bugs. Why would anyone want to catch an imaginary rabbit?"

Lisbon dropped her head into one of her hands and started to rub her eyes, it was going to be one long night.

"You know what is strange?" he asked, Lisbon lifted her head and looked at him.

"No, what is strange, Jane?"

"Every time I catch one of these bugs it mysteriously disappears from my hand, it is like...it is like..," he scrunched up his eyes and tried to come up with the word he was thinking about. It was kind of cute, in an adorable way.

"Like magic?" she suggested.

"No, no that isn't it," he shook his head and looked at her. "You are very, sexy Lisbon, even when you are carrying a gun."

Whoa from cute to flattery in two seconds. "Uh, thanks," she blushed and looked away from him.

"Magic," he suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"The bugs disappear like magic," he laughed and smiled at her, "like magic, Lisbon."

Lisbon stared at him for a moment trying to sort out everything, but he was switching subjects so much she didn't even know where to start. The door opened up and a nurse walked in with a clipboard. "How is our patient doing?"

"He is a little drugged up," Lisbon told the nurse as she got to her feet.

"Oh, yes the doctor suggested extra drugs after he said he didn't like pain," the nurse acknowledged as she read over Jane's charts. She walked over and checked the IV. "Looks like he may have given him some extra morphine."

"You allowed him to drug himself?" Lisbon asked stunned

"This button administers a certain amount of medication but it looks like it is not functioning correctly. Someone must have tampered with it," the nurse stated to her. "I will have someone come fix it right away."

"Yes, please," Lisbon told her. At least that explained why Jane was acting so loopy.

"Do you have any questions?" The nurse asked her before stepping out of the room.

"When can he go home?" Lisbon asked.

"Probably tomorrow morning," the nurse gave her a smile and then closed the door to her room.

Once the nurse was gone Lisbon looked back at Jane, she sighed and moved to sit on the bed next to him. "Jane?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Look at me," she order him sweetly and he complied. "Did you mess with the IV?"

He smiled that sweet smile, "Why would I do that?"

"To stop the pain," she suggested calmly. She knew exactly why he had taken the extra doses but she wasn't going to accuse him. His mask of happiness faded and he looked at her somberly.

"Pain is all in the mind," he told her and looked away.

"Patrick?" She purposely used his first name to draw his attention back to her, it worked like a charm and he faced her again. "Don't ever do that again or I swear I will hurt you so badly that the drugs won't do anything for you."

She moved off the bed and back to her seat, they remained quiet for several minutes, he looked to be finally dozing off due to the medication. Sleep would do him some good, she thought to herself when she heard him say her name. "What Jane?"

His eyes were barely open and he looked…sad. "Why?"

"Why, what?" She asked confused. He looked like he was completely out of it and ready to fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Why are you with him?" He asked just as his eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep.

Lisbon woke up to pain in her lower back; opening her eyes the previous night came rushing back to her. She had stay by his bedside while he slept off the drugs he had been given. Another nurse and Jane's doctor had come in and had taken him off the morphine drip. During the whole removal process Jane had remained dead to the world, which was a relief to Lisbon. The doctor had told her that in the morning he would be discharged and she could take him home. The word home had stirred something in her stomach but she pushed it down, instead she'd nodded her head thanking the doctor before he left.

Standing up to stretch she walked over to the window and looked outside, there were dark clouds all around and a light drizzle of rain. There was a storm coming into the Austin area the weatherman had said the last time she watched the news, which had been a few days ago.

"Ugh," a moan from behind her disturbed her train of thought; she turned around and saw that Jane was awake. She smiled at him and walked over to his bedside.

"How are you feeling?"

He waited a beat before speaking, lifting his head a little he turned it to look at her. "Like crap."

Lisbon laughed and shook her head. "I bet. Do you remember anything from yesterday?"

"I remember talking to you in the morning, sitting in on Pike's meeting and drinking a cup of tea. Then there was a warehouse and after that it gets a little blurry," he told as he tried to sit-up. She reached behind him and adjusted the pillows behind his back, then placed a hand on his good shoulder to help him ease back down on the pillows. After he was settled she sat down on the bed next to his hip.

"You were shot."

"That explains the sling," he motioned with his head to his arm that was in the sling with a smile on his lips. "So who did I piss off?"

She shook her head. "No one as far as I know." She let out a breath before continuing, "It seems that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Story of my life," he replied as he tried to move his arm a little, he winced as the pain hit him full force.

"Painful, isn't it?" Lisbon told him after seeing him wince, she knew damn well how much a gunshot to the shoulder hurt.

"No, I will be fine," he muttered and closed his eyes. She knew he was focusing on anything but the pain; it was a good technique that he knew well.

"Do you need anything?" She asked as she got off the bed and headed back to her chair to grab her discarded jacket from the night before, he shook his head. "Okay, then I will go fill out your discharge papers so we can go home."

Lisbon had been filling out the last of the paperwork when Pike walked in to the hospital, he called out her name and walked over to her, he gave her a kiss and then smiled. "What happened to you last night?"

"What?" She asked as she dropped the pen and handed the clipboard back to the nurse.

"Everything looks to be in order, we shall bring him out in a few," the nurse told her then disappeared.

"I called you last night and you never picked up," Pike explained to her as soon as the nurse was gone.

Well that sure didn't make her look like the dutiful girlfriend. "I'm sorry, I turned off my cell and then I dozed off here," she told him. "It was an accident," she added quickly at the concerned look that appeared on his face.

"It happens," he waved off the entire thing with his hand, "How about we get some breakfast, I know this great place."

Lisbon tilted her head and smiled at him, she wanted to say yes but something was holding her back, or rather someone. "I would love to but I need to make sure he gets home safely."

"To his airstream?" Pike questioned. "Couldn't Cho do that? You know there other people that can take care of him, he isn't your responsibility."

"That isn't the point," Lisbon scowled and walked over to the big window. He didn't understand that she felt that Jane truly was hers to take care of. Wasn't that what she'd been trying to do for the past twelve years?

Pike followed her then lowered his voice. "Yes, it is the point. You still haven't given me an answer about D.C."

"What the hell does that have to do with this situation?" Lisbon asked angrily. She wasn't sure how she felt about D.C, and right now the whole prospect of moving was the last thing on her mind.

"Because you are stalling about moving because of him," Pike said matter-of-factly.

"Jane has nothing to do with my answer," Lisbon countered, her voice sounded determined even if her mind was anything but.

"Then give me an answer," Pike said just as they hear the nurse called her name.

"He is all yours," the nurse left Jane sitting in the wheelchair. She looked at him for a second then turned back to Pike.

"Well?" Pike asked with a little irritation to his voice.

She sure as hell wasn't going to give him an answer when Jane didn't even know about the potential move. "We will finish this discussion later," Lisbon hissed at Pike before walking over to Jane. Pike let a huff of air pass his lips before following her.

"Looking good, Mr. Jane," Pike told him a little unhappy.

"Nice to see you, Agent Pike," Jane replied and got to his feet, he wobbled a little and Lisbon immediately placed an arm across his waist to steady him. The move didn't go unnoticed Pike who offered to drive them back to the airstream.

"No, my car is still here so I will take him," she told him still a little miffed with him. Pike nodded his head in understanding.

"Can I call you tonight?" He asked trying to fix the damage.

Lisbon looked at him and nodded her head yes before leaning up to give him a quick kiss. "We will talk tonight during dinner, okay."

"Sounds perfect. Get some rest, Jane," Pike said before bidding a farewell to both of them.

"Trouble in paradise?" Jane asked as Pike disappeared from sight.

"Don't start, Jane," Lisbon warned him and removed her arm from his waist. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, this place is dull," he told her and proceed toward the doors; he got outside and stopped looking around. "Where did you park?"

She just shook her head and smiled at him. "This way."

They arrived at the FBI parking lot and Lisbon parked her car in an empty space near Jane's airstream. She turned off the car and got out, he did the same on the passenger side and headed over to the door air stream. She pulled out his keys from her pocket.

"How did you get my keys?"

"Took them out of your personal bag when you were sleeping," she told him as she unlocked the door, opened it, and then moved out of the way so he could walk in. He walked in and sat on the couch.

"No, you in bed."

He raised his eyebrows at that. "Bed?"

"Yes, that thing in the back of this thing," she told him and pointed to back of the airstream.

"Uh, I never sleep on beds," he smiled at her.

"In bed now," she ordered. "You need your rest."

"I got plenty of rest in the hospital," he told her and got to his feet. "There must be a case calling my name."

"No," she shook her head. "You can sleep on that couch for all I care but if I see you outside of here then you will be having another visit to that hospital. Do we understand each other?"

He nodded his head. "Crystal clear."

"Good," she walked out of the airstream leaving him alone.

"Wiley my good man," Jane's voice caused Wiley to jump. He was standing in the middle of the FBI kitchen.

"Jane," Wiley said as he looked around. "Uh, shouldn't you be resting?"

"Resting? No, perfect health." Jane gave him one of his classic smiles. "Doctors recommend that I start working again but there is a slight problem."

"Oh?"

"See with my arm in this sling I am unable to make a decent cup of tea and I am craving a decent cup of tea," he told the young computer nerd.

"So you want me to make your tea?"

"That is correct."

"Don't do it," Cho entered the room. "He is stubborn when it comes to his tea."

"Nice to see you as always, Cho." Jane said still smiling.

"You shouldn't be here," Cho reminded him as placed an empty coffee mug in the sink as if nothing was really wrong with this situation.

"Meh," Jane shrugged at the comment. "I was just looking for a cup of tea."

"Lisbon is going to kick your ass," Cho pointed out to him.

Jane nodded his head, Cho was probably correct with that statement. But he wanted a cup of tea and making his own would only aggravate his injury so she really couldn't blame him for searching for someone to make one for him.

"Cho do you want to make my..."

"No," Cho told him and walked out of kitchen leaving Jane alone once again with Wiley.

"Well, what do you say my good man, Wiley? Help a cripple out?"

"Uh, okay I guess," Wiley said as he grabbed the kettle and placed it on the stove. "How do you like it?"

"First you need my teacup, then you are going to make sure the water is truly boiling, and don't forget to add the milk first before slowly dumping the tea bag in," Jane explained to him. Wiley nodded in understanding.

"So?" Wiley asked Jane as he took a sip of the tea. Jane smacked his lips a little then placed the tea cup down on the island counter.

"Meh."

"What is going on here?" Lisbon asked as she entered the kitchen.

"Hello, Lisbon," Jane told her as he pushed the teacup away from him.

"You are supposed to be resting," she told him as she grabbed his teacup and threw the remainder of it down the sink, then turned and started the kettle again.

"I wanted a cup of tea." Jane explained, making his voice slightly pitiful.

"So you used Wiley to make you one?"

"Make one is a strong word," Jane smirked at her.

Lisbon glared at him, "Wiley get out of here."

"Yes, ma'am," he moved quickly out of the kitchen. Wiley seemed happy to leave.

"Wow, you just scared him," Jane told her as he watched Wiley disappeared.

"I don't want any witness to when I kill you," she walked over to him. "Now get into the bullpen and sit on your couch and don't move the rest of the day or so help me God I will shoot you myself," she left no room for argument.

"Calm yourself woman," he told her as he held one arm up in surrender and made his way out of the kitchen. He sat on the couch as order a few minutes later Lisbon walked over to him holding his teacup.

"Here," she placed the tea cup next to him, he looked at it for a beat before reaching for the cup with his good arm, slowly took a sip, he swallowed and a smile appeared on his lips, perfection.

"Lisbon this is perfect," he told her genuinely.

"Of course it is," she turned in her chair to face him. "You think after knowing you for twelve years I wouldn't know how you like your tea. Now drink it and relax."

"Yes, Teresa," he smiled and lean back against his couch, a smile playing on his lips as he sipped his perfect cup of tea.

He kept his promise and behave himself, he only moved to use the restroom or to change his position on the couch it wasn't until the evening when Pike showed up did he make a scene.

"Teresa," Pike said as he walked over to her. "Ready for dinner?"

"Yes," she got up from her seat and grabbed her jacket.

"Good, we can talk about D.C," Pike told her as he helped her with her jacket. Lisbon flinched at the mention of D.C.

"D.C?" Jane asked from the couch. "What about D.C?"

"I asked Lisbon to join me in D.C," Pike told him.

"For a trip?"

"No permanently," Pike told him. Jane eyes shifted to Lisbon who had remained quiet the entire time.

"Jane, I meant to tell you," Lisbon told him quickly. Jane shook his head and got to his feet walking past them.

To Be Continued.