Guys, I am soooo sorry it took me this long to upload. I've been so busy with work, and...life has just been crazy. Your reviews have been amazing, and I can't thank you all enough. You all rock. :D
I wrote this chapter as fast as I could tonight, so it may not be at it's best. I'm sorry about that.
*Random ramble* I can't get over the pony. I mean, he got her a pony...it's so awesome. And her face? Adorable. And I know I say this all the time buuuuuut, if Jane and Lisbon don't get together soon, I will flip out.
Oh! I need help. I normally write 2 different chapters, and then try to figure out which one would be better, and I need help deciding. Sooooo, if you wanna help, message me. :D The first person to message me gets the job. ;)
Disclaimer: Do I really hafta do this? You should already know that I don't own The Mentalist... :(
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying "I love you"
She couldn't wait any more. She grabbed the letter, and ripped it open.
Look on the porch.
Puzzled, yet intrigued she got off the couch and made her way to the door. The song was still playing, and she couldn't help but sing along as she made her way. She opened the door and what she saw took her breath away.
Laying on her doorstep was a single red rose with a note attached. It was a romantic gesture, but she has to admit, she was secretly hoping that he would be standing there. With a smile on her face. she picked up the rose to read the note.
Go To The Place Where We First Met.
"Where we first met? What the hell Jane?"
She was quite confused at the note. Of course Jane would make this overly dramatic...but she had to admit, it was quite romantic. She ran up the stairs to change, taking the steps two at a time. On the way up she thought about the note. There must be something she's missing. Patrick was all about symbolism...and everything else he has done so far has been romantic. The CBI...it just doesn't fit. She couldn't stop this nagging feeling like she was missing something.
She changed into a pair of jeans, a black blouse, and flats. She was about to grab a jacket, something caught her eye. Behind the jacket on the floor was a male coat. She picked it up and the memory came flooding back.
A couple of weeks ago*
It was a slow day at the CBI. There were no new cases, so Lisbon had instructed the team to catch up on some paperwork. Jane, being Jane, had taken to Lisbon's couch recently and was laying on it at this moment.
"Hey Lisbon?"
She glanced up at him. He had been quite for over an hour...anything more was too good to be true.
"Yes Jane?"
"Do you remember when we first met?"
The question took her by surprise. She hates to admit it, but she thinks about it quite often. "Hmmm...I do actually. It was the day that I first threw my stapler at you...good times."
He chuckled at her response. "No Lisbon, the vey first time we met." He sat up straight on the couch to look at her. "Do you really not remember?"
She looked up at him. He looked a little upset that she couldn't remember. He gestured for her to come join him on the couch. Reluctantly, she joined him.
"You were sitting on the park bench by your apartment, crying. You didn't even notice when I sat down next to you. It took some time, but I got you to tell me what was bothering you." he glanced at her giving her one of his dazziling smiles. "You had just gotten back from putting your dog down. She had cancer, and it was the only option left you said. You didn't want to see her suffer anymore..."
She could recall that day. She feels like a dork for not putting two and two together. How could she ever forget those green/blue eyes? Or those adorable blond curls?
"I remember...we talked for a while...Ha! And you gave me your jacket when I was cold. How chivalrous of you. " she couldn't help but laugh. "I still have that jacket."
"Do you really? Well my dear Lisbon, I must it admit I was quite fond of that jacket." he joked.
She threw her jacket and ran down the stairs. The park was about five minutes away from her apartment. As soon as she locked her door she took off running.
As she ran it felt like a great weight had been lifted. She had built a wall around her heart, and somehow he broke them all down. Ever since she was a kid she had been scared of falling in love. When you fall in love, you become vulnerable...and if there was anything she hated most, it was seeming weak. She was still scared but excited at the same time. She loves him, and she knows he loves her too.
She can feel her heart beating at a hundred miles an hour again. Not because she was running, but because she was excited. She was running towards the love of her life. Her future...her happily ever after.
A/N: Want another chapter? Do you reeeeeeeeeealy want another one? One where Jane does something insanely romantic and adorable? One where he FINALLY says I Love You, and...
You get my point. ;) I'll only update if you leave me something nice. *cough*Review*cough ;)