I know, it's been awhile. Forgive me. =P It's been crazy busy here! My nephew and mom just had birthdays, I was being evaluated for work, had to go to a conference for my other job... _ Hopefully things will slow down some. lol.

I did get a great evaluation though! Kudos to me! ^_^

Also, LOVED the new eppy of The Mentalist! That Jane... He kills me! =D

Disclaimer: I'm working two jobs. Trust me, I own nothing. =P

"Up and at em'!" Lisbon heard a males voice pulling her out of her sleep. An annoyingly cheery one. She made a face to show her disapproval, but the voice only laughed. She could feel something tugging at her blanket, and tried to fight it, as she tugged uselessly back, only to lose the tug of war.

"Lisbon," the voice called again. "Lis-bon!" In a singsong voice this time. He tugged at the hair that- through the night- made it's way out of her ponytail to take it's place along the left side of her face.

Lisbon opened her eyes, glared at the man who's voice continued to ring annoyingly in her ears, and sighed. "Fine... I'm up," she said as she closed and opened her eyes again in an attempt to make them focus.

Jane smiled. "Got breakfast!" he said with the same cheerfulness as before, and made his way around the bed and to the little table in the corner by the door.

Lisbon was confused, and gave him a look to show it. Just the day before, they had been at a Red John crime scene, along with his grim attitude that always accompanied them whenever Red John was concerned. This sudden change in personality..it didn't really sit well with Lisbon. She was definitely going to be extra observant today. Not that she'd ever admit to being observant of Jane at all. That would be crazy. She really didn't care what he did... Or so that's what she'd led everybody to believe. She wasn't about to change that now, thought she really didn't like the idea of him being in jail. Or worse, in a life threatening situation.

Shaking those thoughts from her head, Lisbon noticed Jane staring at her, the same smile he usually had planted across his face, visible. His head was slightly tilted to look at her from the tiny table in the even tinier corner it took up residence in.

"If you're not hungry, I can pack it to go." He was saying, while making hand motions toward the food in front of him.

It looked delicious. Like something home cooked. Something she hadn't had in longer than she cared to remember. She threw back the covers further, and swung her legs over the side of the bed to stand. Turning, she fixed the bed up some, then made her way to the chair across from Jane, as he set her food out for her.

Jane could see the suspicion in Lisbons eyes and laughed. "Don't worry. I made it myself. You'd be surprised how willing these people are to let you use the kitchen when they think you've got something on them. By the way, CBI may get a discount..." He trailed off and took a bite of the delicious looking breakfast burrito in front of him.

Lisbon flinched. "Oh God.. What'd you do?"

Jane stopped chewing, and looked at her."Nothing Hightower can't take care of. Don't be such a baby, Lisbon. Eat." Jane pointed at the untouched burrito in front of her.

Lisbon stared a moment longer before picking up her burrito and taking a tiny bite, as if to test it.

Jane smirked, but didn't say anything.

Once again, Lisbon was impressed, but tried desperately not to show it. She had to admit- at least to her herself anyway- the man could cook. Though she tried not to let it show on her face, she could tell by the look on his that she'd failed miserably and he had, in fact, seen the impressed look that couldn't have appeared for more than a second.

An hour later, seven O' clock on the dot, Cho and Rigsby were knocking on the door.

Jane opened it and stood aside for them to enter, as Lisbon threw some things into a tiny bag she'd brought along for the trip. A bag carrying a change of clothes, and other necessities she'd need, until she were able to return home.

"Boss," Cho started, "Van Pelt called. Nothing on the phone call to Jane's phone, but seeing as you expected that already, here's what she did get." He handed her a sheet of paper as she straightened up to take it.

"Phone booth?" She looked skeptical and looked up at Cho again.

"In the park across the street." Cho added. "We sent a team of forensics to check it out. See if maybe we could lift a print, but nothing. Just a bunch of partials, and none of them enough to go on."

"Okay... Lets find Officer Powell. Maybe they've got better news," Lisbon offered, though she doubted it. And she refused to look at Jane's face, afraid that the grim attitude she'd feared would return, had.

The drive to the station wasn't a long one, but to Jane, it seemed more like a road trip than a fifteen minute drive to police station. Nobody said a word. And what bothered him most was that Lisbon refused to look his way. When she'd start to, she'd stop just before her eyes met his.

Jane sighed."It's kinda... thick in here." He glanced out the window and then back to the passenger seat from his place behind the driver. "The air, I mean."

"Hm.." was all Lisbon said before looking uninterestedly out of the passenger window.

Jane didn't say another thing till they arrived at the station and the agents had scurried off to fullfil the orders thrown at them from their supiriour.

Lisbon did finally give Jane a look of disapproval before rolling her eyes and walking away.

A look of confusion crossed Janes face before he decided to follow Lisbon. "I know I'm really good at this, and frankly I take it very seriously, but this time I honestly don't know what I've done to upset you.."

Lisbon stopped and turned to face Jane, who struggled to keep up with her fast pace in the crowded hall full of officers with too much time on their hands.

"What'd you find?" Was all she said.

That threw Jane off a bit, as he struggled to figure out what she was talking about. He smiled. "Red John?"

"Red John. Let's have it. What did you find in that crime scene that none of us ever would have? I mean it, Jane. Nobody goes anywhere alone, remember?" Lisbon waited about 2 seconds before Officer Powell found them in the now less crowded hallway.

Jane continued to smile before turning to greet Powell.

"We talk later," Lisbon mumbled to him, as she watched Powell get closer. Jane flashed his smile at her, then turned back to Powell, who now stood in front of he and Lisbon.

"The blood tests you asked for at the crime scene came back. There were two types. Seems we have a missing person, or Red John left a piece of him behind." Officer Powell handed Lisbon the results before turning to Jane. The grim look still wasn't there, but his smile had disappeared.

Not as detailed as the others, but more talking. Let me know what you think. ^_^