Author's Note: Those of you that read "Color (Part 1)" before I posted this probably hate me, but that's okay. Sorry it took so long for me to update, I ran out of time! I was half way done typing and was forced off of the computer. I put up a decent fight, though.

Yes, I know, I'm predictable, but it was too perfect to pass up. Bwahaha. Plus, I don't think I've ever really done a cliffhanger. My first was cheesy, don't hate.

On with part 2!

Set 4 Months AFTER Part 1.

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Color

Lisbon's POV

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"Jane, where are you taking me?" Lisbon asked. Her patience with him was very thin these days.

"You'll see," he said, placing a hand on her knee comfortingly. She grumbled under her breath. "What was that?" Jane asked.

"Nothing," Lisbon sighed. She rubbed her swollen belly absentmindedly. Her "stomach bug" wasn't really the flu, apparently. Grace was surprised when Lisbon asked for a pregnancy test. When it came out positive, Grace was over the moon. It seemed she had a hidden love for babies and was glad to get Lisbon as excited as she was.

The happiness was quickly replaced with irritability and impatience. She'd been 6 weeks pregnant when she took the test, so what she thought was just the flu turned out to be morning sickness. Now she was 5 and a half months pregnant, and she started showing about a month ago.

Jane was ecstatic as well. She'd been worried about his reaction, seeing as his only child was… Lisbon stopped that train of thought in its tracks. No. This was completely different.

But it wasn't, really. Jane loved Angela and had a baby with her. He loved Lisbon, too, and now they were having a baby. The first one was a tragedy that still gave Lisbon chills, but she was uncertain about Jane's opinion on the matter until she finally told him.

She smiled a bit at the memory.

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Pregnant. Pregnant? Teresa Lisbon, pregnant. It was weird to think about; she knew she was good with kids, she'd practically raised her brothers, but she hadn't put much thought into becoming a mom. She thought she'd missed her window, but here she was.

Pregnant.

The test in her hand had a little pink plus sign, which meant "positive", according to the instructions. Lisbon was indeed with child. Suddenly dizzy, she set the test down on the nightstand on her side of the bed.

How did this- well, not how, obviously, but… Oh, God. She had to tell Jane.

Jane was going to be a father again. She felt light headed. Would he be happy about a second chance, or would he push her away?

She couldn't let something like that happen to her child. The baby would not grow up without a father. She felt a surge of protection rush through her whole body and her heart rate picked up.

She was going to be a mother. There was a baby growing inside of her.

How was she going to tell Jane? She was going to keep it, regardless of his reaction.

He should be home soon, Grace had dropped off the test for her earlier that morning and Lisbon couldn't bring herself to even look at it for hours. When she finally gathered enough courage to use it, there was only 15 minutes left until they usually got off of work.

She had roughly 5 minutes to plan it out. Oh, joy.

'Patrick, we're having a baby.' No, that was a bit straightforward. Or would that be a good thing?

'Can we talk?' That sounded like bad news, and this was certainly a good thing.

'How was work?' God, no.

'Guess what, Patrick!' Woah, enthusiastic much?

She'd just have to wing it. Speaking of Jane, she saw his car pull into the driveway through the window. She jumped to her feet, but her stomach did not like that. Groaning, she rushed to the bathroom and hunched over the toilet for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"Teresa?" Jane called.

"In here," she replied weakly. This should be interesting, she thought.

"Are you feeling any better?" he asked when he saw her. He stepped toward her, but she stood and looked at him evenly.

"It's not the flu," she told him.

"It's not?"

"No," she said quietly. She had an idea. Lisbon flushed the toilet, grabbed Jane's hand, and led him to the bedroom.

If he was confused when she told him it wasn't the flu, it was nothing compared to now. His expression was almost laughable. Ignoring his questioning gaze, Lisbon reached forward and picked up the pregnancy test.

She took a deep breath and showed him the results.

"I'm pregnant."

Jane blinked. He looked at the test, then back at Lisbon, then at the test again.

"Are you sure?" he asked cautiously.

"Positive," Lisbon smirked at the lame pun.

"You're- you're pregnant?"

"Yes."

"We're pregnant." He stated. Lisbon nodded.

Jane grinned and repeated the statement. Lisbon beamed and kept nodding.

He kissed her then, and lifted her off the floor.

"We're going to have a baby!" He shouted.

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"Why are we at Wal*Mart? I thought you said you had a surprise!" Lisbon was getting aggravated again, despite reliving her announcement to Jane. Though charming at times, the man was irritating.

"Patience, Teresa."

He stepped out of the car and hurried to the other side to open her door. Ignoring his outstretched hand, Lisbon pulled herself up. Together they walked toward the entrance. Jane had a spring in his step, while she was sulking. She'd much rather be at home, watching old movies in her pajamas.

"After you," Jane gestured to the automatic door. Lisbon rolled her eyes at him and kept walking.

"Patrick, what are we doing here?" She asked with a sigh. "I swear to God, if this is just a grocery run, I'm going back to the car."

"This is no ordinary 'grocery run', Teresa," Jane grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the home improvement section of the store. Lisbon suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu; they were heading straight for a paint display.

"Jane?" A familiar voice called from an aisle they were passing. "There you are!" Grace appeared from around the corner.

"Grace, what-?" Lisbon was beyond confused now.

"Oh, Jane didn't tell you?" she eyed him disapprovingly. "We're going to start decorating the nursery!"

Lisbon's heart warmed. She'd been meaning to do that for weeks, but couldn't find the time.

"Yes, I know you've wanting to start for a while now, and we weren't busy this weekend, so Grace and I thought now would be a perfect time to pick out some of the basics," Jane explained. Lisbon rose onto her toes and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Thank you," she murmured before turning back to Grace.

"Do you have any idea what color you want to paint the walls?" She asked. "Oh, and do you know the gender yet?"

"We decided to wait," Lisbon told her. "We'll keep the color neutral and add more gender-friendly decorations after the baby is born."

"Okay," Grace turned to the wall of paint samples. "Are we thinking green? Maybe white, or yellow, or purple, or oh- look at this! Teal, how precious." Lisbon tuned Grace's musings out as she browsed the rainbow of paint.

A certain, familiar color caught Lisbon's eye and she grinned. She nudged Jane and gestured to the sample.

"Teresa, is that-?" Jane asked. "That's the color we used to repaint the guest room. Their room." She nodded and pulled the paper out of the display.

"Would that be too weird, or-" she broke off.

"It's perfect."

"Are you sure? I thought we were leaving that behind with this new house," she said slowly. "We aren't forgetting, obviously, but the bad memories are gone now. New baby, new house, new life."

Jane bent down and kissed her. When they broke apart, he smiled.

"It's perfect," he repeated.

"Guys?" Grace asked. "I hate to interrupt such a sweet moment, but I only have so much time before I need to get home."

Jane was the one to roll his eyes this time. Lisbon grinned.

"What's next, Grace?" she asked.

"There's a crib, toys, bottles, books," she trailed off, grinning. "I don't know where to start!"

"Let's find a crib first," Lisbon was feeling overwhelmed. Who knew decorating a nursery could become so time consuming?

"I saw one earlier, before you guys got here. It's adorable; I know exactly where it is."

"Then by all means, lead on," Jane told her. He grabbed Lisbon's hand and laced his fingers through hers.

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Author's Note: Any suggestions for the next chapter? Help is appreciated and the same goes for reviews! I love you guys, thank you so much for sticking with the story even though my updates are slow. If I get an idea tonight, I'll post a new chapter either today or tomorrow.

I'm thinking "Dammit, Jane" for a title, but I need a scenario! I'll love you forever. ;)