After Social Services agreed that Kaylee was safe with Lisbon, the trio headed for the car. Once the baby car seat - generously donated by Social Services - was installed, they pulled out of the hospital parking lot, and headed for Lisbon's townhouse.

Once there, Lisbon laid out a blanket for the infant, along with a few plush teddies that Lisbon had kept from her childhood on the lounge room floor. She ignored Jane's questioning glance, and headed for the kitchen to find some food for Kaylee.

A few minutes later she came out with stewed apples, to find Jane lying on the blanket, Kaylee sitting on his stomach, coo-ing at a purple elephant. Kaylee turned at the smell of food, and began to reach for Lisbon, the purple elephant forgotten for the time being. Lisbon walked over to the consultant and knelt down onto the blanket, and began feeding the starved child.

Jane watched as Lisbon looked after Kaylee, and wondered why Lisbon didn't have any children – she was a natural. He chuckled slightly when Kaylee tipped the spoon all over her new baby jump-suit, and watched as Lisbon wiped it off with a dish towel. Once Kaylee was full, Lisbon cleared the food away, and came back to lie on the blanket again. Kaylee crawled over to the agent and plopped herself down, and immersed herself in another conversation with the purple elephant.

Lisbon looked up from where Kaylee was playing to find Jane's cobalt eyes studying her. She felt a blush rise in her cheeks, but wouldn't look away. "What?" Lisbon suddenly felt self-conscious, and checked her clothing to make sure that there was no stewed apple covering her front. Jane chuckled again at Lisbon's discomfort. "Nothing. I was just thinking."

"Care to share?"

"Nope." He grinned at her, before focusing his attention on Kaylee, still thinking about how good Lisbon would look as a mother. "Do you think she will be OK?" The woman on his mind broke through his thoughts.

"Hmm? She looks OK." He looked up to find that Lisbon had moved closer to him, and that Kaylee was crawling in search of other animal friends.

"No, I mean, yea I guess now she's OK, but I meant...once we don't have her anymore. When we close the case, Social Services will take Kaylee; put her in a foster home. I know what they can be like Jane; I don't want Kaylee to go through that too." Lisbon looked down, ashamed that she had just accidentally shared a secret with Jane that she would have preferred to take to the grave.

"Hey," A hand forced Lisbon to raise her chin, and she met Jane's eyes; they were full of compassion, voice soft and comforting. "Kaylee's tough." Lisbon tried to cut him off, but he kept talking. "Besides, not all foster homes are bad, Teresa." Lisbon was shocked to hear Jane address her by her first name. The shock was forgotten when Lisbon realised that he didn't press the foster home issue. Lisbon's eyes conveyed her gratitude.

"I guess. It's just, she's so young. Kaylee probably won't even remember her parents, Patrick." Lisbon levelled the playing field; he wasn't going to hold anything special just by using her first name. "I know that they weren't raising their child in the best environment, but they were still her parents. It's not fair, I mean...look at her. So young and innocent, she probably has no idea of what's going on around her..." Lisbon trailed off, and a tear rolled down her cheek. Patrick wiped it away gently with his thumb, before scooting even closer to Lisbon, removing most of the space between them. He had never seen Lisbon like this before - so emotional, and...vulnerable.

"You really care about Kaylee, don't you?" Meek head-nod from Lisbon. "Care about her a lot?" Another nod. "Then, don't worry about tomorrow. Look after Kaylee now, and be the best foster mom you can be. The best you can do is catch the person that killed her parents, and then hope and pray that a good family will take Kaylee in." Another tear escaped from Lisbon's eye, then another. Soon, there was a faint mascara line running down her left cheek. Jane wiped the tears away, and hugged Lisbon, trying to comfort her.

"I don't want to hope and pray, Patrick! I want...Kaylee...to have...a...good...home. I want...to know...that...she's safe...and...and..." Lisbon was cut off by her sobs. She didn't know why she was crying like this, and sure as hell wished that she wasn't breaking down in Patrick's arms, but she couldn't help herself. Kaylee, seeing the broken woman in Jane's arms, crawled over to the pair and sat in front of them, and began to cry as well. Teresa, realising that Kaylee was upset, reached over and pulled the distressed infant to her. Together they calmed down, all the while Lisbon stayed wrapped up in the warmth and comfort of Jane's arms.

They sat there for God knows how long, before a soft snore escaped Kaylee's lips. Teresa lay Kaylee on the far corner of the blanket, and lay another one over her. She kissed the baby on the forehead, before moving back to where she and Patrick were sitting, and he instantly wrapped his arms around her again. Teresa leaned back into Patrick's chest, and was lulled by the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. She contemplated how domestic the whole situation was, but for some odd reason felt no discomfort in sharing the moment with Patrick. Instead, she felt almost...comfortable. A million thoughts entered her mind when this revelation surfaced. Comfortable? Teresa Lisbon, why the HELL are you comfortable in Patrick Jane's arms with a sleeping baby next to you? PATRICK JANE, for God's sake! Did you fall out of bed and hit your head on the floor this morning? Get up, woman, get up, tell him to leave and don't you dare think twice about it! Even as her mind screamed orders at her, Teresa's body did the complete opposite: she snuggled in further.

"Tea?" Patrick ran his hand through her hair absent-mindedly, and brought Lisbon from her thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"Tea. What's going on inside that pretty little mind of yours?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

"Care to share?" Patrick quoted her words from earlier.

"Nope." She mimicked the grin he had when he replied. He shrugged, and went to make tea. The moment Jane got up; Lisbon wished that he was sitting down with her again, because she had grown cold without his body heat to keep her warm. Even though it was May, the nights were still crisp. She looked over at Kaylee to make sure that she was fine, and put another blanket over her just in case. Lisbon began thinking about Patrick again, and now her mind threw a different thought at her. I think I'm falling for Patrick Jane. Lisbon shook the thought off, to worried of the repercussions if she let the thought go further.

Just then, Patrick returned with two hot cups of steaming tea, and together they drank it, discussing the world around them. They stayed away from the case at hand, knowing that the topic would bring tears to Teresa's eyes again. They sat there talking until 3a.m, when Lisbon nodded off on Jane's shoulder. He pulled the blanket tighter around her, before falling asleep himself; the first time he had fallen asleep in months.

I think I'm falling for Teresa Lisbon. The thought ran through his mind, before slumber took his mind.

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