A/N: Thanks to all my lovely readers for reviewing and alerting like hell! =)

This chapter is a bit short, again, but you're gonna love the end =).

Again a special thanks to Essebes for beta-ing this story. It's Essebes, and she's here to save the day!

Disclaimer: The Mentalist is not mine =).


True love is not finding someone else but finding your other half" - Source Unknown.

Lisbon felt a hand on her hips, she turned around.

"Morning, Twinkle Toes," Lisbon whispered, as she planted a kiss on his lips.

"Hello, Kitty," Jane whispered, and stroked her cheek.

"What time is it?" Lisbon asked, and Jane smiled.

"Afraid to be late for work?"

"Yes," Lisbon replied, and she turned around to look at her alarm. 7.30.

"Shit!" Lisbon exclaimed, as she jumped up. She gathered all her clothes from the floor, and ran inside the bathroom. Jane smiled. It had been hard for him to wait until she felt she was ready, but last night, she finally was. And it was amazing. Jane could still feel how Lisbons skin felt, as he kissed every part of her body...
He got up as well, and put on the clothes he wore yesterday. He hadn't had the chance to get some clothes from his motel room. But he assumed that he would stay here more often now, so he decided to get some clothes after work. He walked over to the bathroom door, and knocked on it.

"Calm down, Lisbon, I'll call the office and say we're a little late, okay? No need to worry," Jane yelled, and he heard Lisbon sigh.

"It's not that, I just don't like being late," Lisbon said, and Jane rolled his eyes.

"Okay, whatever you want!" Jane said, and suddenly, the door opened, and Lisbon poked her head out of the bathroom.

"You having a problem with it?" Lisbon asked, and Jane frowned.

"No..."

"Stop it then. Can you give me that black blazer, please?" Lisbon asked, and Jane nodded.

"Sure!" Jane said, as she walked over to her wardrobe. Soon, he returned, but without the blazer.

"Uhm... What's a blazer?"

-YulianaHenderson-

"Guys, sorry we're late! I asked Jane to drive me, because my car's still broken, but he forgot the time, apparently," Lisbon said, as she walked into the bullpen, followed by Jane. The team didn't have to know that they were sleeping together, yet. The team looked up.

"Hey!" Jane exclaimed, and Lisbon looked up.

"Oh, hey Jane, I didn't see you!" Lisbon said, and she walked into her office. Jane sighed.

"I don't get why she's so mean to me...," he mumbled, which made Van Pelt chuckle.

"Yeah, I wonder why..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

"Okay...," Jane mumbled again, and lay down. Of course the team knew about him and Lisbon sleeping together. You had to be blind not to see it. The way they acted around each other had changed.

He always thought that when he and Lisbon got together, things would get complicated, both at work as in their private lives. But up until now, nothing really bad had happened. He guessed that that was a good thing.

"We have a new case, let's go," Lisbon ordered, and the team jumped up and packed their stuff. But Jane didn't.

"Jane, you coming with us?" Lisbon asked, and Jane groaned.

"No... No, I don't want to, I just want to sleep, I haven't slept much last night...," Jane said, which caused Lisbon to blush.

"Stop it, Jane, you're not three anymore. You're coming with us."

"Okay...," Jane said, as he stood up, hesitation clearly visible in his body.

Lisbon sighed. She was going to deal with him later that evening.

-YulianaHenderson-

"This is Justa Nievas. Twenty years old, a student of the California Ballet School. The coroner said she's probably raped," Van Pelt said, reading all the facts of their murder victim from the sheet they got from the Sac PDs.

"Poor girl...," Lisbon whispered, and Jane nodded.

"Yes, indeed poor girl... Her hair's in a tight bun, so she probably was heading to school. There is a school a couple of miles from here. This is not a neighborhood with a good reputation, no parents would let their child walk here on their own, so she probably lives on her own. There are some student houses a couple of blocks away, so I would guess she lives there. And-"

"Yeah, thank you Jane. Cho, any witnesses?" Lisbon asked, interrupting Jane.

"No, there was no one here around the time of the murder."

"Okay, thank you, let's-" Lisbon said, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence and ran away.

"What's wrong with her?" Van Pelt asked, clearly confused.

"I don't know," Jane murmured, and the team turned around to look at him, with raised eyebrows.

"No, seriously! I know nothing!" he exclaimed, surprised that they would think that he had to do something with it, and they nodded.

"Okay, let's get back to the car, the boss will probably follow us," Cho said, and the team nodded. They sat in the car, quiet, nobody dared to say anything, when Lisbon opened the door to the driver seat. But Rigsby was already seated in the driver's seat, wanting to drive.

"Fine, I'll sit in the back," she said sighing, and sat down in one of the back seats.

When they were driving, Jane turned around a few times to look at Lisbon, but she didn't look back. He would deal with her later tonight.

-YulianaHenderson-

Lisbon sighted as she pulled the blanket up to her ears. She suspected something, and if it was true, it would change her and Jane's lives. But she didn't want to know if she was right. And that scared her. She didn't want their lives to change, it was perfect. She didn't want that to change.

Bad things always seemed to happen to her.

Bad things, like losing both her parents at a young age? Check.

Like having to take care of her younger brothers, when also having to take care of herself? Check.

Like meeting this certain blonde-haired consultant who didn't listen to the rules, which caused her to break the rules as well, so she didn't lose the man she loved? Check.

Jane entered the bedroom, and Lisbon looked up.

"Tired?" Jane asked, as he walked over to the bed.

"Yeah, kind of...," Lisbon said, and Jane chuckled.

"So we're not going to repeat last night?" Jane asked, which made Lisbon blush.

"Don't worry, I was kidding," Jane said chuckling, and lay down next to her.

"Tell me, what was wrong with you today?" Jane asked, suddenly serious.

"Nothing," Lisbon said, and she turned around, her back now facing him.

"Teresa, you don't just run away from a crime scene. That's not you," Jane stated, and Lisbon sighed.

"I was just a bit sick. I think it was the Chinese food from yesterday. It was nothing, I promise," she said, and Jane nodded.

"Okay. Good night, Precious," Jane whispered, and planted a kiss on Lisbon's cheek. She smiled a faint smile, and closed her eyes. Yeah right, a good night.

Jane awoke to the sound of sobs. He sat up, and looked next to him. The other side of the bed was empty.

"Lisbon?" Jane asked, as he got out of bed. The sobs stopped.

"Teresa, what's wrong?" Jane asked again, and he opened the door to the bathroom, where the sobs came from.

And there was Lisbon, sitting on the edge of the bath, with a white thing in her hands. Her eyes were red, her cheeks wet of tears.

"What's wrong?" Jane asked, and Lisbon dropped the thing, and ran into his arms. She placed her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around her shaking body.
"Teresa, tell me what's-"

"I'm pregnant," Lisbon said, interrupting him, and he froze.

"What?"

"I'm pregnant," Lisbon whispered, and a big smile appeared on Janes face.

"Really? That's great!" Jane exclaimed, and pulled away to face her.

"No, it's not. I don't know how to raise children-"

"But I do," Jane whispered, and Lisbon stopped talking. That was right. Jane knew how to raise children, he had had a daughter once. A beautiful daughter.

"Teresa, trust me, I will help with everything. You will not be alone in this. We're going to be a happy family, with a kid that's just as beautiful as you are. Don't forget that I love you. From the 7 billion people on the planet, and 352 million people in the United States, you're the only one I want to do this with. I love you so much, Teresa, so much that words cannot describe how I feel right now, and-" Jane said, tears burning in his eyes, but Lisbon silenced him with a kiss.

"Then don't say anything," she whispered, and stroked his cheek. Jane nodded, and a tear rolled down Jane's face, and Lisbon wiped it away.
"It still hurts, doesn't it?" Lisbon asked, and Jane nodded. She kissed him again, this time sweet and slow.

"As long as you'll be there for me, I'll be there for you."


A/N: Let me know if you almost cried at the end! =)