Here is the next chapter :) Lisbon can be such a drama queen 3

"One… two… three." Lisbon counted the push ups and felt how her arms became weaker and weaker. But as long as she saw Jane beside her still doing push ups she couldn´t just stop. That would have been embarrassing. When also Jane felt that he lost strength in his arms he just layed down on the ground and also Lisbon finally could stop.

"You could have stopped earlier. It wouldn´t have been embarrassing or something."

Suddenly Lisbon jumped on her feet and ran out of the sports hall, leaving behind a confused Jane.

What did he do to cause such a reaction? Should he follow her? Maybe she just had to calm down?

When she entered her home she threw her stuff in a corner of her apartment and lay down on her bed. What´s wrong with her? She never reacted like that…

To distract herself she took a cold shower, but when she she saw herself in the mirror all the banished thoughts came back.

Shortly she closed her eyes to remember what Jane said to her: "You look adorable." Teresa you look adorable, Patrick Jane said that you look adorable. "You don´t need to be ashamed of your body", she told herself but that didn´t help at all. Okay, so what do you do when you´re feeling like a whale… Sport, you are doing sports. Teresa, you do sports till you start to feel normal again.

She dressed up in a regular sports outfit, grabbed her keys and left her apartment.

She took a deep breath before she started to run. She ran over the streets aimlessly. Crossed the road, turned left, turned right. When she ran out of air she walked in a slower pace but never stopped moving. Throughout the time she felt how a stabbing pain made its way through her stomach so she had to sit down.

Meanwhile Jane reproached himself. He should have followed her? Did she again worried about her outward appearance? Why is she even thinking about that? If she knew how crazy she made him by just stroking through her hair… Jane sighed and looked dreamy at a picture of Lisbon he had made a few years ago. Her smile was simply perfect and her green eyes let his his heart melt every day.

"I have to talk to you, Teresa.", he said to himself and left his motel room.

When he stood in front of her door took a quick look at his watch. The big hand had past midnight one hour ago. Hesitating he put his finger on the ring button and pushed. He heard nothing, no voice, no steps, no Lisbon. He rang again a few times… still nothing. Jane didn´t know if he should be happy that Lisbon slept so deeply or if he should be worried. To be sure he decided to be worried and tried to open the door with one of his tricks.

While he was concentrated on the complicated lock, he didn´t recognize in time that someone came from behind and hit him with a wooden object. His vision turned completely black for a moment and he had to lean against the door frame.

"Jane?", he heard a female voice.

"Lisbon?", Teresa opened the door and helped the dazed consultant to her couch. Moaning he sat down and rested his head in his hands.

"What did you do outside? It´s past midnight.", he wondered while Lisbon took care of his head.

"I ran a few miles."

"You ran? At night? Lisbon we have... aua."

"Don´t make a fuss. Tell me what you are doing here!"

"No. You interrupted me, it´s still my turn. So why do you run around the neighborhood at night?"

"I just wanted to train for this fitness crap."

"Yeah right… Tell me, why...", Lisbon interrupted him again.

"Now is my turn. Would you be so kind and tell me why you wanted to break in my apartment?"

"I wanted to talk to you. I rang but you didn´t open the door so I was worried that something happened.", Lisbon tried to hold her serious face.

"Ah...And what is so important that you can´t wait till tomorrow morning?", Teresa really tried to be angry at him.

"I wondered why you left and if that had to do something with me…? Did I insult you or something?"

Lisbon couldn´t help but feeling moved by his answer. He was worried about her and came to her ao´partment late at night to check on her…? How was she supposed to react now?

"You can have the couch for the night. There is a cussion and here is a blanket. Good night..." Without taking another glance at him she turned around and went into the bathroom. Now Jane was even more confused. Why did she change the topic all of a sudden? Maybe they both should just sleep and talk about everything tomorrow…

When Jane woke up the next morning he found a note:

I´m already at the CBI. Breakfast is in the microwave and painkillers are in the bathroom.

See you later,

Lisbon

Grinning he put the note aside and looked into the microwave. I yummy pancake caught his eye and as he took a closer look he saw that she wrote "I´m sorry" with chocolate. Again Jane just had to smile. "What´s the matter with you Teresa?", he asked himself again and enjoyed the lovely breakfast… prepared with love.

When Jane left the apartment and watched out for his car he also saw Lisbon´s car in a parking lot. Did Lisbon run to the CBI instead of driving with the car? On his way the office he prayed the whole time that Lisbon sat in her office, healthy and unharmed, and didn´t get kidnapped on the way to her car.

The ride with the elevator seemed to take ages and when the doors opened with a "ping" Jane caught his breath. He practically ran over to her office and threw open the door.

Lisbon was about to put on her working clothes and stood in front of him in shock. As fast as she could she grabbed her black top and covered her torso.

"Jane, move you´re ass out of my office.", she yelled at him and Jane quickly made his way out of the lions cave.

"Sorry.", he murmured before closing the door.

The rest of the day he couldn´t get this picture out of his head: Lisbon in a sports bra and hot pants, grabbing this black piece of fabric while her dark hair fell messy over her shoulders…

Lisbon also didn´t leave her office. She didn´t make a coffee or eat lunch. Just right on time at 4:30 pm. she walked to the gym. Jane followed her keeping a secure distance without saying a word.

When he entered the hall Lisbon already started to warm up.

"Hey Lisbon.", he tried to start a conversation.

"Hey.", she glanced up.

"Lisbon, I´m sorry that I bursted in your office. I should have knocked… but I was really worried.", she looked at him confused.

"Well… I… thought… I mean your car stood in front of your apartment and you weren´t there so I…"

"You thought someone kidnapped me? I just used my bike."

"Teresa, you really start to scare me. You don´t have to lose weight or change anything.", her smile vanished.

"Mind you own business."

"Did you eat lunch today?"

"Jane, I said mind your own business and now start to warm up."

He obeyed and thought it would be better to act a bit more reserved.

While they ran the 1000 meters he drowned in his own thoughts so he didn´t realize how he passed Teresa and finished the run first. When she suddenly started to swear, he turned around.

"What´s wrong?", he asked carefully.

"I needed 6 minutes, even longer than yesterday."

"Than… we just have to practise more.", Lisbon took a deep breath as if she tried to hold back her rage.

"Let´s try again.", she already wanted to start running but Jane grabbed her arm.

"Lisbon, you have to rest a bit. You won´t finish this run if you don´t gather your power."

"I´m not the one who has to rest. You are the asthmatic.", she freed herself from his grip and started to run again.

"Hey Jane.", Grace said and entered the hall with Rigsby.

"Hey.", he replied but his thoughts were still with Lisbon.

"What´s with Lisbon?", Rigsby asked and watched Lisbon who desperately tried to finish the first round.

"She needed more time today for the 1000 meters than yesterday and that´s bothering her. She thinks a lot about her body and is obsessed with doing sport. Grace, could you talk to her. She won´t listen to me."

"You mean a girl talk?"
"Yes."

"Sure, but now Rigs and I have to train a bit. Bye.", Grace smiled at him encouragingly and pulled Wayne with her in a corner of the hall.

Lisbon´s heart beat raced and became more and more irregular. The stabbing pain came back and filled her sides so that she had to slow down her pace to normalize her breathing. Salty sweat ran down her back and her forehead and her shirt sticked to her skin. Her calfs hurt and dizziness occupied her mind but she didn´t dare to sit down. She wasn´t weak!

"Let´s do some push ups.", she suggested and Patrick looked at her like she was crazy."

"Are you serious? You have to sit down, I get you something to drink."

Determined he sat her down on the bench and took a bottle out of his bag. Meanwhile Lisbon didn´t even think about relaxing. Back then in the police academy she had to work even harder so she got up and started to do push ups. She tried to ignore the pain in her arms, the feeling of weakness rushing through her bones but when even her last reserves of strength were used up she couldn´t but fall to the floor.

Her vision got blurry and voices surrounded her. One female voice, two male voices. Voices which said her name, a hand which stroke her cheek and something wet, which dropped on her forehead. Frightened she wanted to get up but someone softly pushed her back.

"Boss, you should calm down before you get up." Teresa´s vision cleared and she could see three worried faces.

With a slight move of her hand Grace indicated that she wanted to be alone with Teresa for a while.

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