Chapter 3
When Tommy Lisbon came home quite late that night, he was met by the somewhat disconcerting sight of his sister and her consultant huddled together on the sofa – fast asleep in front of a still playing movie. He switched the TV off, then wondered if he should wake them up.
In the end he decided against it. Reese surely deserved some sleep, and – according to what he had been told about him – even Patrick Jane could use it too.
"You'd better not hurt her, buddy", he muttered as he headed towards the guestroom.
His daughter stirred as she heard him coming in.
"Hi dad. What's the time?"
"About two o'clock in the morning. Go back to sleep".
"You had a good evening?"
"Yeah". He paused slightly. "What about yours?"
"Great. We had pancakes and watched a few movies".
A silence. Annie was already falling asleep when her father spoke again.
"And what about those two downstairs?"
The girl chuckled softly. "Since when you've become the overprotective brother?"
"Annie…", he warned her quietly.
"Don't worry, dad. I think they're much more scared of anything of the kind than you could ever be. No need to rush and buy a tuxedo for the wedding".
"I'd never wear one".
"Not even for aunt Reese wedding?"
Tommy tried to picture Teresa getting married. Well, as far as she was happy…
"You think she loves him?"
"Probably. Even if she doesn't know it herself".
"Who'd have guessed that…", he mumbled as his mind drifted towards sleep.