Hello all, I'm on an updating roll! LOL So here we go. As I told you my mind got stuck, in this one too, LOL so I hope this makes some sense. LOL Thank you all so much for all your support, you all have been just amazing to me. :0) Thank yous go out to: The Mentalist Rules for adding me in your favorite stories, and also reviewing and saying it was a fantastic start. Lisbon 94 for her review, awsome seriously loves it, storyline is really great. Back shadow girl, for her review, women are always obsessed whn it comes to Patrick Jane, especially her, nice idea. I'm with you! LOL Can can you not be obsessed with this man? Mia 66 who reviewed anonymously, I'm glad I managed to steel your eyes with my fic, and pick your mind, Great, and don't worry I won't write it in bold. LOL RaquelValente91 for putting me on your story alert. 3R1N45 for putting me on your story alert. MissNitaGirl for putting me on your story alert, and for your review, seems like an interesting story, looking forward to chapter 2. Koezh for putting e on your story alert reviewing, awsome so far cannot wait for more. Okay here we go, like I said I hope this makes sense. LOL I hope you enjoy this! :0)... Here we go...:0)

Teresa was in her office typing away, when she heard that familiar voice enter. "Hi sweetheart, I thought I would make you some coffee." Teresa smiled up at her husband, and took the cup. She was still completely in awe by the fact that she was married, especially to Patrick Jane. She had took his name, she kept Lisbon so things wouldn't get weird at the CBI, she didn't need anyone mad at him screaming Jane, and thought it was her that was in trouble. That had happened a couple of times. "Thank you, this was sweet of you." "Your welcome." He came on the other side of her desk and knelt down by her. Then he gently caressed her face and kissed her, slow and tender. He loved when she sighed, it was a beautiful sound, that only he could make happen. "Patrick were at work." "So what, your my wife and I want pamper you, what's wrong with that?" "Nothing, I guess I'm still new to this Mrs. Jane stuff." He then kissed her again, and then slowly pulled away and pecked her nose, which made her giggle. "Get back to work." "I was working." Teresa looked a little confused. "I was working on making you smile, and I succeeded." She smiled and blushed as he got up kissed her again and headed out.

Teresa couldn't believe she was married to Patrick, when they found they were dating, the team actually told them, "it's about time." She smiled at the thought. He was a wonderful husband, every quietly a woman would want in a man, he was it. He cried with her, and laughed with her. He was very emotional, and very committed to their marriage. It was a wonderful thing to know she could finally trust a man, she never saw that as possible. She remembered the night when he came to her and confessed his feelings, not a short time after that, as a promise to her, that he was hers, he gave her his wedding band, he put it on her necklace, along with her cross. She never took neither off. She didn't look at it as his wedding band to Emily, she took it as what he had told her, his promise to her, that he was hers, all the way. Now he wore a beautiful white gold band to match hers. He tried to talk her into a engagement ring, he had wanted to surprise her with one, but he thought maybe he should ask first, with the line of work she did there was a chance she might be scared to wear it. So she told him she considered his ring he gave her as her engagement ring, after all he had only gave it to her a week before he asked her to marry him. She smiled at the memory. It was wonderful.

She was concerned about Mellisa though, Teresa knew with every beat of her heart that she could trust Patrick, he had cried when he proposed to her, almost begging her to trust him, that pretty much fixed her trust issues with him there. She watched as she went over and talked to Patrick in a all too sugary voice, Teresa rolled her eyes, who was she kidding? Was this woman seriously thinking Patrick was interested in her? Teresa took a good look at this woman who was admiring her husband. She was taller than her, maybe 5'6, long slender legs, and long dark wavy hair, and piercing blue eyes. Teresa was not use to being jealous, after all they could look all they wanted, but they couldn't touch. She smirked at that. After all it was her who wore his rings, her that was in his arms all night, her that he confided things in, her that he made love to, her name he called out, her he reached for when the nightmares came, her that held him as he cried, her that he snuggled to every night, her. She looked at Patrick's face, he didn't look to keen on this woman, if anything he looked like he was thinking "why don't you go talk to a single man?" Teresa laughed and thought, maybe she should go help her husband out a bit. Then she looked again, she handed him a box of tea, imported from somewhere she supposed. "Here we go again." She thought to herself, as she headed out. As she approached his couch he was standing in front of, he gave her a weird look, and then of all things screamed out. "Teresa, oh sweetheart!" Teresa watched her husband and then this chick eying her like a snake eyes their prey. "Oh hi Teresa, how are you today?" "I'm great, and you?" "Good thanks, well I'll see you around, bye." Patrick looked at his wife and then pulled her tightly against him. "Thank you so much for coming out." She couldn't help but laugh. "Your welcome honey." She kissed his cheek and went into the kitchen, she saw Mellisa again, she was talking to someone else now. "Man I'd love to take a swing at her." She thought to herself. "I would love to see that." Patrick startled her, as he wrapped his arms around her as she prepared a snack. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course baby, anything." He said while brushing her hair to the side, and kissing her neck. "I'm 5'3, short and bossy, not very long legs, and my hair is wavy when I curl it, but it's short, what do you see?" Patrick giggled against her neck, Teresa didn't see anything funny about this. "What on earth is so funny?" "I'm 5'3, short and bossy." She smiled at that. "I'm serious, Patrick, look at her and look at me." "I am looking at you, and I see her, so what, I'm in love with you, and I love that your short, because it makes me feel like I'm 6'ft tall, I love every inch of you, I wouldn't change anything about you Teresa, your sexy, strong and beyond beautiful, your perfect." This was definitely what she needed to hear. "Thank you." "Your welcome, you don't need to worry about her or any other woman, I'm all yours, like it or not." He playfully kissed her neck before turning her to face him. "Your really happy with me?" "Yes darling, nothing will ever change the way I feel about you, your my life, without you, I'd be dead, I know this, your everything to me, please don't ever think otherwise." "Okay, I won't." Then he gently tilted her head up and gently, but passionately kissed her. They both softly moaned at this, before breaking away from each other. "Those kisses and every part of me are yours, no other woman, remember that." "I will." Then they broke apart.

It was then that Teresa noticed Mellisa standing in the door way. "Oh hi Mellisa." She was giving her the creeps something bad. "Hi Teresa, I made some lasagna, and was just taking some around, could I give this to Patrick?" "Oh brother, you've got to be kidding me." Was all Teresa could think. "Sure, he loves lasagna." "Thank you Teresa, I'll go give it to him now, bye." "Bye." If there was anyone she'd love to push off a building it would be her.

She made her way to Patrick's couch, he was setting there reading a brain teaser book that Teresa had bought for him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mellisa coming up to him again. He put on his best fake smile he could give, in the background Teresa couldn't help but laugh, the poor woman was so clueless, she noticed her too short skirt, and high heels and a top that showed a little to much. Teresa looked down at herself, faded blue jeans and a basic white v neck t-shirt, and her "Lisbon loafers" as her husband called them, she even curled her hair this morning. She was satisfied, she didn't have to look like a girl on a street corner to get her man's attention, he starred at her all the time, heck he thought she was beautiful when she rolled out of bed, sometimes she thought he was nuts. She smiled and listened.

"Thank you so much, how sweet of you." "Your welcome Patrick, Teresa told me you loved lasagna, so I thought I would share with you, oh by the way, it's just for you." Teresa rolled her eyes from afar, while chewing on one of Wayne's candy he left in there. "Oh, okay, um, okay then." "Bye Patrick." "Bye Mellisa." What Patrick didn't see coming was a kiss that Mellisa gave his cheek. Teresa watched and nearly swallowed her candy down whole. The nerve of this woman, who did she think she was?

Teresa came out of hiding to take a look at Patrick, he looked not pleased. "Well It's official, I'm gonna have to scrub your face." He softly laughed at that. He looked around to check to see if Mellisa was anywhere around, when he didn't see her anywhere he told her. "I don't want this, I love your lasagna, not hers, I'll try a bite, but that's it, she gives the creeps." Teresa was glad she wasn't the only one who felt that way.

Soon the day had passed and they all headed home. Once home Teresa went upstairs to shower, Patrick was in their kitchen debating if he could get away with lying to her. He still had his dress pants on, but everything else was gone. He just starred at it, like it was going to eat him. As he looked at the plate, he smelled and felt Teresa come up behind him she put her arms around him and held him tightly against her. She placed soft kisses in between his shoulder blades, and ran her hands up and down his back, then slid them around to run up and down his chest and tummy. "I don't think it's gonna bite you Patrick." "It might, how about I bite you." He turned around in her arms, and passionately kissed her, he noticed her clothing, his shirt, it looked like it ate her alive, and those legs, just begging him to touch them. "Patrick." She squealed, as he picked her up and placed her on the counter. He ran his fingers through her wet curls, and kissed her neck. "I want you." Was all he said through kisses. "Taste that stuff first, so she won't think you lied to her, it will only make things worse." "Fine." She didn't know that soon she would regret those words. He tasted it. "There, I tasted it, can I have what I want now?" He looked so sexy when he flirted. "What do you want?" He smiled as he picked her up in his strong arms. "You, always you, I want to make love to you, and only you." He carried her to their room, and spent the rest of the night proving to her just how much he loved her, and how privileged he felt to be hers.

DUN DUN DUN, okay that was mushy, I have never wrote about them being husband and wife, so I'm having fun with it. Be prepared, that's all I'm saying. Please read and review. Hope you all liked this, now on to Red Months. :0)

Crystal*hugs*:0)