This evening Lisbon was sitting in her office with a cup of coffee, supposed to do some paperwork. But it was hard. Her brain wouldn't let her concentrate. She had to think a lot about this day. It was so weird, so much happened and Jane changed his mood like a pregnant woman.
Last of these things she could understand though. Teresa thought especially about Jane's words after they discovered the place of the murder. 'I won't leave you alone anymore. I won't give Red John the opportunity to harm you.'
Well, he spoke truth so far. The whole day he was always close to her, even when she wanted to use the rest room, he waited outside, it was very annoying that he followed EVERYWHERE. And now he was lying on her couch, not even six feet away, pretending to sleep. She could tell that he was pretending. Just as she pretended to do paper work. Somehow Lisbon appreciated his guarding, even enjoyed it a little. But she wouldn't show it, of course. But on the other hand she was really worried. Jane didn't talk about Kristina. He just hid his feelings by putting up a front.

It was half past eleven now and Lisbon was getting tired. Not even her beloved coffee could help anymore. It was a very long day and the team was exhausted. Rigsby had left about two hours ago together with Cho, only van Pelt was still sitting in front of the computer screen.
Teresa sighed. She knew that it wasn't and wouldn't become effective in any way. Neither would the over thinking. It would keep her awake all night long and she really needed some sleep.
So Lisbon rose from her chair and walked over to the sofa. She smiled at Jane, who was acting really badly. "I gotta get some sleep now. Good night Jane!" she announced and wanted to leave, but Jane suddenly captivated her hand with his own and pulled her back and downwards.
"Don't go, Lisbon. Here is some space left." he said sleepy and with closed eyes. Teresa was kinda happy that Patrick couldn't see her bright smile. She actually considered his offer, but replied then. "Yeah, right. I'm going home. See you tomorrow!" "I come with you!" Jane said quickly and followed Lisbon, completely awake.
"Good night, Grace! You should go home, get some rest." "Good night, Boss. Just gonna finish this up, then I am off."
"And what am I going to do with you?" Lisbon asked Jane jokingly. "I can sleep in my car, in front of your house." He suggested. "Not gonna happen." Teresa laughed. "You can sleep inside. You can have the couch or my bed." She offered then. "Oh well, that sounds even better. Thanks." He answered and smiled.

Teresa unlocked the door and let Patrick enter, she followed.
"Are you hungry? Or do you like something to drink?" "I'm fine, thanks." he refused politely, changed his mind only seconds later though. "A tea would be fantastic!" he said and went in direction of the kitchen. "Oh, take a seat! I'll make it for you." Teresa reacted quickly. "Thank you." Patrick smiled and sat down on the couch. Teresa was the only person, except himself of course, who could make his tea exactly as he liked it. He didn't even had to remind her to put the milk in first.
"Here you go." Lisbon said after she came back about two minutes later, and gave Jane his cup. She herself had nothing.
Nobody said a word for a while, then Teresa chuckled a little nervously. "Well, here we are now." She started the small talk and Patrick smiled back. "Yes. So... What are we gonna do?" he asked. "How about I show you the bed, as you know the couch already, and then you decide where you want to sleep?" She suggested. "Sounds good." he answered and rose.
They went upstairs and stood now in front of Teresa's king-size bed. "It's actually big enough for both of us, isn't it?" said Patrick. "Theoretically, yes." She replied. "It looks very comfortable." He found, then made his final decision. "I'll take the couch." "You sure?" Teresa asked and Patrick confirmed with nodding.
So the special agent and her consultant wished each other a good night and Jane went back downstairs with a pillow and a blanket in his hands.
Before Jane could sleep, which was already rarely, he thought a lot about the situation. Kristina was dead. Red John finally got her. This was the kind of situation, he wasn't sure what to do. He saw, that he hurt the team and especially Lisbon with his behaviour. The consultant didn't know if he should really talk about his feelings with Lisbon, he didn't want her to be too concerned - which she already was, and he knew. It was a tough decision. And Patrick thought about a gentle solution, before he fell asleep.

As the alarm woke Teresa up the next morning, there was this lovely smell of coffee in the air. She hurried. Patrick was already clothed in the kitchen and prepared breakfast, as his friend came downstairs.
She was yawning, and still in her Jersey which she used as her night suit. Her hair was completely disordered and she looked very sleepy. Shortly said: She looked absolutely adorable.
"Good morning!" Patrick greeted her with a warm smile on his face. "Morning. You made breakfast?" Patrick pulled out one of the chairs and let Teresa sit down. "Thank you! It's kinda comfortable, not to live alone." She said with a wink, as her friend finally served phenomenal looking eggs and her beloved coffee. At the same time, she felt a little, but uncomfortable pain in her heart, as she saw how sad he actually was.