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She will be fine, she will be fine, Jane was telling himself for the hundredth time.

He was sitting in the hospital lounge, waiting for any information about Lisbon's condition. He had already spent there an hour and was becoming more and more nervous.

"Patrick!"

Jane raised his head and saw a black-haired woman coming towards him. It was Gabrielle, his childhood friend. She was now a surgeon, the head of the Intensive Care Unit.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, sitting down next to him.

"My friend got shot, and the doctors don't want to tell me anything. I don't know what is going on, how bad she is..."

"Why don't you show them your posh CBI badge? They'll tell you everything."

"I don't have one. I'm just a consultant." Jane shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, that's so unfair," Gabrielle smiled a little. "Stay here and I'll check. What's her name?"

"Lisbon. Teresa Lisbon."

"Okay, I'll be back in a minute." Gabrielle stood up and squeezed his hand. "I'm sure she'll be fine."

Jane watched as Gabrielle disappeared behind the glass door of ICU. He stood up and started pacing up and down the corridor. It was hard to believe - only a few hours earlier they were laughing and joking, and now Lisbon was in the ICU, seriously hurt. He shook his head.

He couldn't lose her.

After that terrible night when his wife and daughter had died, he had been like a shadow of a man. Lisbon had helped him a lot, literally brought him back to life. She was more than a friend, she had saved him. Thanks to her, he wasn't alone. She was always by his side during his war against Red John. And now... No, no, he couldn't even think about it. She would be fine, she had to be fine...


Darkness. Her eyelids were so heavy... Lisbon could hear muffled voices around her, but it was too difficult to open her eyes, so she just laid still.

Darkness – and pain. Sharp, burning, unbearable pain in her stomach was the only proof she was still alive. She tried to move, but that only made it worse.

A wave of panic flooded her. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't move. And the pain, pain that made it impossible to think clearly. She had to do something, she couldn't stay there. But it was so difficult...

Someone took her hand. "Miss Lisbon, can you hear me? Try to open your eyes, please." A man's voice, deep, soothing voice.

Darkness was frightening her. But, on the other hand, it was safe and warm. Only that pain...

"Miss Lisbon, please. It's very important."

She tried. She lifted her eyelids just a little bit, but the bright lights in the room dazzled her. She winced and shut her eyes again.

"Dim the lamps," ordered the same voice, and after a while asked, "Just try once again for me, okay?"

It was easier this time. Everything was blurred and she felt dizzy, but she managed to look around. She was lying in a clean room, surrounded by people wearing white clothes. Okay, so it's a hospital, she thought with relief.

The doctor who had talked to her was standing next to the bed. He was tall and well-built, and something in his posture told Lisbon he knew what he was doing. He smiled to her. "Very well. Now, do you remember what happened and how you got here?"

The memories of the terrible Friday night hit her. Quiet office, sunset, sudden pain... And Jane, kneeling next to her. Where was he?

Lisbon tried to answer, but her mouth was dry and she couldn't make any sound. Instead, she just nodded slightly and sighed.

The doctor started explaining something to her, but she couldn't focus on his words. She was so dizzy... She understood only "bullet", "surgery" and "help", but that didn't make any sense to her confused brain.

"Do you agree, Miss Lisbon?"

She had no idea what he was asking about, but it didn't matter. She just wanted them to leave her alone. She wanted the pain to disappear. She wanted to sleep.

Lisbon nodded, and then fell into nothingness again.


After what seemed like ages, Gabrielle came back.

"Come on, you can now see her." She smiled at his face expression. "Don't worry, she will be okay," she assured him as they were walking. "Doctors removed the bullet, thankfully it didn't damage any important organs."

Gabrielle stopped in front of the door and let Jane in.

Lisbon was asleep. She looked so calm, only the various devices and IV drips reminded of her serious condition.

"My God." Jane sat on the chair next to the bed. "She's so pale..."

"She has lost a lot of blood, but she's young and strong." Gabrielle stood behind him. "She'll be fine, she only have to rest. You can stay here, just try not to wake her, okay?"

"Sure," answered Jane absent-mindedly, without looking at Gabrielle.

"I'll check on her later."

The woman glanced at the monitors for the last time and went towards the door.

"Oh, Gabby?"

"Yes?" She turned to him.

"Thank you."

Gabrielle smiled. "Take care of her."


Lisbon woke up three hours later. The room was dark and for a moment she didn't know where she was. The dull pain quickly reminded her of the evening events.

Something - or somebody - was half-lying on her bed. Lisbon tried to sit up, but it only caused more pain. She groaned.

The dark shape on her bed moved and leaned over her.

"Jane?" She whispered, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Trying not to wake you up," he said. "How do you feel?"

"Not that bad... Told you I would be fine," she answered, although her weak voice indicated just the opposite.

"Oh yes, the invincible agent Lisbon," he joked, smiling weakly.

Lisbon laughed, but nearly immediately winced. "I've never supposed it would hurt so much."

Jane looked worried. "Maybe I should call the doctor? They will give you morphine or something."

"No, it's okay..."

Jane could see she was trying to be strong and brave. She would never ever show weakness. Invincible Lisbon. It was touching, but he couldn't watch her suffer.

"You don't have to act as a hero all the time, you know?" he said warmly. "I'll go find the doctor."

But before he stood up, the door opened and Gabrielle entered the room.

"See?" Jane pointed at her. "Have no fear, your doctor is here. This is Gabrielle, my old friend."

"Gabrielle Marks," the woman smiled to her. "How do you feel, miss Lisbon?"

"I've already asked," announced Jane proudly. "She says she's fine, but she's not."

"Hey, Patrick, I have a great idea. Why don't you wait outside and I'll examine your friend?" Gabrielle turned to him with a professional smile and shown him the door.

"Okay, don't shoot." He raised his arms and winked to Lisbon. "If she tries to hurt you, just scream and I'll be right back."

Despite the pain, Lisbon rolled her eyes and laughed.

"Patrick, out," ordered Gabrielle, but she was laughing too.


Okay, so that was chapter two. What do you think? :) Review, pretty, pretty please! Reviews made my day better than Nutella :)