Thak you for your kind reviews everybody! I really liked the last chapter so I just hope this one lives up to it :P

Disclaimer: if I had three wishes: 1. another dog 2. someone smart to do my maths GCSE 3. I WOULD OWN THE MENTALIST AND ALL IT'S RIGHTS!

B is for Broken

Jane stood in the doorway of the old barn and looked out across the fields. No-one had expected the case to end like this, not even him. That poor girl had died as a result of one of her father's made drunken rages. No child should die the way she did, and so young as well.

He watched as the rain started to fall on the figure stood in the middle of the field, leaning against an oak tree for support. It had been tough on Lisbon; she knew what it was like to live life with an alcoholic, abusive father. Jane didn't want to disturb her peace but as she melted to the ground he found his legs had other ideas. When he reached her, she was sat with her head in her arms, knees curled up towards her; leaning her back against the tree.

"Lisbon?" Jane sat next to her "Look at me, please?" he asked softly. She lifted her face to him and his heart broke at the pain written on her face

"This could have been stopped Jane" She whispered so quietly he had to move closer to hear her "It should have been stopped" He chest rose heavily as she held in the tears

"But we didn't know it was happening to her. People get saved from these situations every day. Lisbon you cannot blame yourself" He stroked her cheek, wiping away some of the tears

"I know." She ran a hand through her hair "But I know how she felt, I know how horrible and frightening and damaging that was for her" she frowned and swallowed hard

Jane closed his eyes and sighed. He hadn't thought about how much it must have affected Lisbon. Here he was, telling everyone he couldn't move on because he was too broken, and yet here was a woman who moved on from her past and lived everyday as if nothing had ever happened. Sure, their situations had been different but they were both still hurting. And they both knew that they only had each other to rely on fully, to depend on and to understand.

"Lisbon" Jane touched her hair lightly "Teresa" she leant into him and allowed the fresh tears to soak him as the rain fell down around them

"I'm sorry Jane" she mumbled into his chest

"You don't have to be" he continued to stroke her hair gently "You're always so strong my darling, always leading us and putting us right. Helping whenever anyone needs it no matter what the consequences are. But you're broken." He kissed the top of her head "Just like me"

She sniffed as her tears began to run dry "I do try, so hard"

"I know you do, you wonderful, brave, beautiful woman" he lifted her chin with his index finger "and I want you to know that I am always here for you. Whenever you find your strength failing, I'm here"

"Thank you Jane" He wiped the remaining tears from her eyes "And I know you like being independent but should you ever change how you feel; I want you to come to me if you want to talk or anything"

He smiled "Then you'd better be ready my dear. I am prepared to come to you for any small and possibly insignificant problem I have"

She smiled "No problem is insignificant if it's an actual problem Jane"

"What a fabulous point my dear" he kissed her forehead and she settled back into his embrace. They sat there for a while; sheltered from the rain by the tree they were leaning against. And from then their friendship just grew and grew and grew.

fairly short, but that is the point of these :) I hope this was ok, it was meant to get so sad! Hopefully there was enough fluff at the end of this particluar tunnel ;)

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