Anndd im backk. Hii, heres the next chapter. im skipping a bit ahead here so i hope you don't mindd. hopefully there will be another one sometime this week but who knows. Enjoy :)

P.S I've just realised i haven't done a declaimer sooo

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One Week Later

"Well Teresa, I think this is goodbye," Elissa said to me with a sad smile on her face, "I hope to never see you again."

"Same, though I would be happier if I didn't have to take a wheelchair down to my car," it's true, they were going to make me be wheeled around like an invalid. I could walk perfectly fine, Jane just coerced them into it so he could push me around and if that wasn't bad enough, I had to stay with him for another week. Yes, you head me right. Another week. Alone. With Patrick Jane as my only company. The doctor didn't think I could handle walking around my own apartment just yet, luckily for me Jane happened to walk in the door and offered to help. The doctor jumped at the idea and I got stuck with Jane. For a week.

"Sorry, its protocol. Mr. Jane should be up soon, so he can take you down to his car. Remember, no activity that strains your side. So that means no physical activity or working. You're to stay at home and rest." She fixed me with a stern look as she said that, like she new that I was dreading it. She then gave me a knowing smile, "who knows, maybe you'll both realize that you're meant for each other. God knows you've been dancing around one another for forever."

The thing about Elissa was that she was very easy to talk to and seeing as she was there for all of my Jane rants, she knew a lot. She knew all about his stupid little rampages to catch the killer. She also knew how I felt about him. I don't know why, but I felt like I could trust her. More than anyone else, so I told her. Someone might as well know, because it didn't seem like Jane was getting over his wife and daughters death anytime soon. Even with Red John gone.

"You know why I dance, Elissa. Not much I can do but get over it," she frowned at the sadness in my voice but before she could say anything a certain blonde haired, blue eyed consultant walked into the room.

"What's all this talk about dancing?" he asks. Here comes that damned blush, creeping up my neck to give me away. I duck my head and hope my hair covers my face. All I can say is thank God for Elissa.

"Tessa was just telling me about her secret passion for dancing," Tessa was the nickname shed given me on my second day of being awake. She said it fit my personality more than Teresa. It was more fiery apparently. "I know Patrick, you could dance with her while you're caring for her. How does that sound?" the knowing glint in her eyes unnerved me.

" I think I could give it a go," Jane smirked and winked at me. Yep. That help keep the blush at bay…not, "I thought that physical activity of any kind was banned? Wouldn't want dear Lisbon tearing a stitch now would we?" if looks could kill, one Patrick Jane would be a very dead man right now. He just grinned at me. His trademark grin that made me die a little on the inside knowing that he was still hooked on his dead wife and daughter.

Elissa looked disappointed as she remembered that I couldn't do anything like that until I got these retched stitches out. It was gone in a flash though, replaced by a look of mischief. Not unlike the one Jane gets on his face when he's planning something stupid. I look at her warily.

"Oh gosh, I forgot about that. Well I guess you'll have to do it some other time then," yep, there was no missing the cheeky smile and evil glint. She was planning something and I wasn't so sure I wanted to know what it was. She gave me a look and continued talking, "anyway, you two should get going. Tessa, you must be dying to get out of here."

It was true; I was dying to get out of there. I was still sad to see her go though; maybe we could keep in contact. It shouldn't be too hard to get her info.

"Yeah, we probably should get going. At least I have my off duty weapon if he get too annoying," Jane gave me a worried look and Elissa just grinned, telling me with her eyes that I was all talk, "I'll miss you. We should keep in contact, can I have your phone number or something?"

"Sure," she said, writing it down, "I hope you can read it. You know with my doctors handwriting and all." She glanced significantly at Jane when she said this. I told her about the time he solved a case by the handwriting of the person pretending to be a doctor.

"Thanks I'll give you a ring when I get rid of my tagalong," I whispered the last part but Jane, being the annoying mentalist he is, heard me.

"Really Lisbon? Are that all you think of me as? A tagalong? I'm hurt. Its okay, I know you're secretly thrilled to have me at your house for a week." He mumbled something at the end but I didn't hear it.

"What?"

"Oh nothing my dear. Lets get moving shall we?" the look on his face told me it wasn't really nothing but I decided to drop it for now. I did have a whole week to pester him about it. I fixed him with a stern look and lowered myself slowly into the chair. I was so gonna regret this.


There we go. chapter 4 down. im still not sure where this is going so im going to ask you guys.

should i continue writing sotra happy stuff and leave out jane going all depressed? or should i continue on the way i was planning? if you could review your answers that would be awesome. also thank you to all the people who have reviewed already. :D

TWD