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Jane has a secret and he could not bear to hide it anymore. Will Lisbon understands why he didn't tell her before?

Chapter 3: Interrupted discussion

Lisbon moved away from him again. This was frustrating since he had to be honest with her. He certainly would not be able to talk to her. This situation has forced him. He could not continue to hide this most terrible secret. He got up next to her hoping his mere presence would calm her. The only thing he wanted was her happiness and not to make her miserable.

He approached her slowly praying she would not flee again. Chasing Lisbon around the room would never accomplish what was necessary. He placed his hands on her shoulders in a tender gesture. He felt her stiffen beneath his fingers then pulled away quickly to escape into the kitchen. He stood there for a moment perplexed. He did not know what to do.

His abilities which he took pride had failed him. He always knew how to comfort people. He would easily read people then brought them what they wanted. There was a flow. But strangely this did not occur with Lisbon. It was quite different. He could never read her. He never knew how to act around her. To him she was so complicated.

Giving up the chase for the moment he stood and watched her bustling about the kitchen. There was no rationale for her behavior. He deduced that she must be trying to forget her pain. But why should she have pain? He needed to know. So he went in the kitchen then forced her to face him.

-" Let me go Jane" she whispered, her voice full of tears.

-" Not until you tell me what's wrong" he replied tenderly and worried at the same time.

-" Please Jane ..."

-" At least tell me what I did" he begged.

But before she had time to answer, Jane's phone rang. He wanted to let it ring but it was insistent he had to know who was calling. When he looked at the phone his features softened.

-" Emma what's going on?" He asked.

Lisbon stiffened a little when she heard the woman's name. Yet she could not help but to worry by seeing the concerned face of the Mentalist. Even if she was jealous of this woman, she didn't want anything happening to her. She was good as long as she made Jane happy. So she said to herself but a voice answered back "Liar!"

The roles were now reversed. She was searching for ways to comfort him. She approached him and laid her hand on his shoulder. This was her way of telling him he had her support. Jane smiled. It was a tight smile then he focused again on the conversation. After a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.

-" I'll be there as soon as possible."

Then he hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. Lisbon was obviously waiting for news. He could see it in her eyes. He took a step toward her then took her hands into his very strong ones so she would not escape.

-" Prepare your bag, we go in ten minutes."

-" What? But where…?"

-" Dallas and I don't want you to protest or make excuses because of work. You need to come with me. There and only there will you get answers you seek."

True to his word he did not give her any time to say anything as they went upstairs directly into her bedroom. She was unhappy to see him come into her room uninvited. Standing there she saw him rummaging th rough her closet. Trying to stop him she rushed toward him. He noticed then turned to face her holding onto a piece of colored cloth.

-" Is that yours?" he asked, waving a two-piece swimsuit.

Lisbon felt her cheeks to take a red color immediately then felt really uncomfortable. She tried to pull it out of his hands but he lifted his arms high above his head. So that even on her tips toes she could not reach it.

Finally tiring of this pointless game Lisbon pouted while getting her suitcase from under her bed.

-" Lisbon, don't take it so bad it was just for fun" he apologized.

-" Well, maybe it was fun for only you" pouted Lisbon packing needed items in the suitcase.

-" I'm sorry" he whispered in her ear.

Lisbon jumped, she didn't hear him approaching. The proximity of their two bodies made her really uncomfortable. Jane seemed to be amused. But why was he like that with her even though he had someone else in his life? Lisbon hated her feeling when she felt his hot breath against her neck, the warmth of his body so close to her back or the softness of his hand on her shoulder. She could not suppress a shiver of pleasure that did not go unnoticed to her colleague. He moved closer to her. She felt his arms around her waist as he put the swimsuit in the suitcase.

-" You might need it" he said in a low tone. She thought she was going to turn around and jump him.

He quickly moved away from her to make a phone call. She heard him explain to her boss that they have to leave for personal reasons. She thought she heard Laroche show his disagreement. Jane didn't listen then explained that they would be back in two weeks.

-" Two weeks?" she panicked, approaching Jane. "That's not possible Jane"

But he didn't let her finish her sentence. He placed his hand over her mouth to muffle her voice. Her cheeks redden even more.

He smiled while talking then slowly slid his hand from her mouth onto her cheek. He seemed to be taking much pleasure doing it. Had he sworn to kill or what?

He played with her feelings then instead of wanting to shoot him, she wanted to enjoy the moment. She closed her eyes to feel more sensations that his simple touch awakened in her. Jane hung up the phone then approached sweeping her into his arms. A little surprised, she cursed herself for being so passive and her inability to resist him. He could make her do what he wanted and profited from that ability greatly.

Finally, she surrendered then felt him smile against her neck. She felt so good being in his arms. The rest of the world could continue to exist. She didn't care. The only thing that mattered at that moment she was in the arms of Patrick Jane. She felt him take a step back from her. She immediately regretted her surrender to the warmth of his embrace. They gazed into each other eyes then smiled.

-" There are some things you need to know before we get there" he said.

-" About Emma?" she suggested.

-" Yes, about Emma, but I can already tell you that she is neither my wife nor my girlfriend."

Lisbon could not prevent a sigh of relief escaping her lips this Jane noticed. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. She didn't dare raise her eyes to see him mocking her. When she did he wasn't, on the contrary, he boldly approached her, kissed her on the cheek then whispered in her ear.

-" I thought that was the problem. But I'll explain to you later."

Then he turned away and went back into the closet. He searched for clothes for her. He was quick to fill the suitcase of clothes which were more or less useful. She allowed him. She was curious to see how what outfits he would choose. Once the bag fastened, they came down then got into Jane's car. They drove toward his house to finish packing.

- oooo -

When they arrived at his place, Lisbon remained speechless. The size amazed her. She had never been here before. She would have never imagined he would live in such a large and beautiful house. She wondered, why he spend his nights in the dusty attic at the CBI? She promised herself to ask him later.

Jane exited the car and Lisbon followed him. They entered the house. Jane went upstairs to prepare his bag while Lisbon waited downstairs. She dared not to venture further into the house.

While she waited she took the opportunity to look at the photos enthroned on the cabinet next to the door. She fell on a picture of Charlotte in a pretty pink princess dress. This child was beautiful. She was the portrait of her father. A veil of sadness passed before her eyes while Lisbon recalled how she died. This poor child, so young she did not deserve that which happened to her. She was already gone.

A little later, she came across another picture. This time it was not Charlotte or Angela. She was surprised to see a picture of her taken at a crime scene. She took it in her hands with the intention of asking Jane how he got it. That is when another picture slipped on the floor. She leaned over to pick it up. There was a beautiful young girl of about fourteen, blonde, blue eyes. She looked like Charlotte, but older.

Lisbon gasped as she felt Jane's hand on her shoulder then faced him. He had a smile on his face.

-" That is Emma" he simply said pointing to the picture she was now holding.

TBC ...

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" Lisbon did not know what to say. She remained silent, eyes wide open with surprise. Her hand slid down his arm arm and Jane took it as a sign of anger and rejection. Then it was too late for them, for their friendship. He swallowed his tears and stood up, not wanting to stay even longer in front of her, facing her anger against him. '