Hello People! Hope you all had a nice Christmas day and got whatcha wanted! Well yet again I'm back with my third Part to Santa jaws! Thanks to RunningWild14 and Sarcasm-the Lowest Form of Wit for reviewing the last Chapter. I love you guys!: P

Disclaimer: All I own is my mentalist stories and will own the 1st season in Feb .2010! Other than that everything belongs to Bruno and CBS!

Righty-o let's get ready for some serious Jane and Lisbon chapter time!

The Mentalist

`Rudolf the red nosed reindeer (Reindeer) had a very shiny nose! `

Jane had been at this for the last 10minutes at least, singing the odd sentences of Christmas songs he knew in time to the radio.

`I hate to interrupt your carol service Jane but could you please just shut up for once? `She asked squinting her eyes to look out the sleet and snow covered Wind-screen, while the wipers were going like 90.

`Hey, what did I do? ` He shrugged, looking over at Lisbon, the one thing she didn't want him to do.

`Talking and singing when I specifically told you to shut up! ` She exclaimed, throwing a window sponge at him and grabbed onto the wheel as quick as her hands could get to it.

`Your a nervous wreck` He said, Just stating the obvious like usual and doing his best to wipe off the condensation that had began to fog up the screen with the window sponge.

`Well who the hell wouldn't be with you winding them up in the passenger seat?!` She shouted, throwing the closest thing she could find. A Sprite Zero bottle.

`So I'm winding you up am I? ` He questioned mischievously, unscrewing the lid of the bottle and blowing over the opening, to create a blowing sound.

`Jane? ` She whispered through her clenched teeth, sounding overly annoyed with him. `You are stepping on a very fine line. Do you really want me to crash the car? `

`Of course not Teresa, I'm just so bored. You're no fun anymore. You never want to talk or come out for drinks or pizza. Or even spark up conversation anymore. All you do is mope around in your office and feel sorry for yourself. And don't think I'm the only one noticing it. Grace has noticed a big change in you and so have Cho and Rigsby. `

Lisbon decided to do the one thing she could to shut him up. Pull into the cul-de-sac on the road. She tore the keys from the ignition, violently threw off the seatbelt and opened her door, slamming it closed and began to strut up the road.

Patrick jumped out of the car, closing the door after him and watched Lisbon walk away from him.

` Teresa, Come back! ` He shouted, jogging his way up the road with his shirt on and the Santa suit pulled down to his waist.

`Leave me alone Jane! ` She yelled back, doing her best to walk in the crunchy snow in her shoes that were totally unsuitable for the weather conditions.

`No Teresa I won't leave you alone! ` He shouted over the wind and powerful snow, grabbing her by the shoulders and spinning her around.

Tears were slipping down her cheeks and her hair had been covered in a fine blanket of snow.

` I asked you to! ` She yelled, shoving him away and turned to continue walking on the hard-shoulder of the road.

` Well Teresa, I don't care. I'm gonna get the answer from you before the night is out` He took out his phone and wiped the screen with his thumb. `Its 3.48pm now`

`Leave me alone Jane, I don't want to talk to you`

`Isn't that what friends do Teresa, Talk when times get tough? ` He asked, standing in the snow and she still began to walk.

`You're not my friend! You never were! I don't have friends! ` She yelled, letting all the lies spill out.

Jane stood in the snow like a snowman, Feeling hurt. He always seemed to enjoy Christmas Eve and day. This had to be the worst so far along with the lonely Christmas he had the year his family were murdered.

`You don't mean that. ` He said, hoping it wasn't true.

`Yes I do Jane! You Are Not My Friend! ` She yelled, slipping a little on the icy parts of the road. She didn't mean it and she didn't want to believe she had said it to him.

`If I weren't your friend Teresa, then why the hell am I freezing my butt out here to make sure you were safe and weren't going to kill yourself then?` He was almost pleading for her now. He wanted her to come back and to let him make her feel safe.

` Because I have the keys! `

`Why the hell are you acting like a spoilt little 5year old then? Tell me that then! ` He shouted from behind her, once he caught up to her and once again he grabbed her by the shoulders and twisted her to face him.

He didn't think she was crying. He didn't know his words would draw her to tears.

`Teresa...I'm sorry` He apologised, looking down at her when they became inches apart.

`Are you, really? ` She asked, looking up at him with her wet eyes and he nodded.

`I miss you Teresa. You're my closest friend in the world. The one person I trust most in the world. I want you to be that again` He admitted, hugging her and she surprisingly returned it, closing her eyes.

`I'm sorry Jane. I'm so, so sorry` She whimpered, clutching onto him as if her life depended on it.

`What's got you so sad Teresa? ` He asked her, and she looked up at him biting her bottom lip.

`It's my mom. It's her 20th anniversary since her death. She died Christmas Eve 1989 Jane` She cried.

`C`mere Teresa` He said, pulling her closer and letting her cry into his chest as he began to stroke down the back of her head.

Teresa missed her mom alot. She didn't think of Jane as her Friend, or a good friend or even a best friend. Jane was the one she loved. Forever.

The Mentalist.

Thanks for reading! Please R&R! If you need to ask any questions feel free to ask! The final part to this story (Maybe) will be up tomorrow! Cheers,

~JNS xxx