Short crappy filler chapter, sorry! But i felt bad for not UDing, and i go back to school tomorrow. So UD's are going to become less frequent. I hope you like it anyway though!
Chapter 4
They drove to the hospital in silence. Each person lost in their own thoughts.
They pulled into the hospital parking lot, and when he parked the car they just sat there. She could feel the sense of dread rising inside her.
"I can't do this," she said suddenly shaking her head frantically, tears pricking her eyes.
"Hey, hey Teresa." She swallowed, "Teresa look at me," She turned to face him, she looked ashamed. Her eyes were watering, he could see she was trying desperately not to cry.
Her watery green eyes locked with his blue ones, desperation evident.
"You can do this," he said steadily.
"I can't, I, I… the team is going to find out if I take this to court…"
"Teresa Lisbon, you are the strongest person I know, you can do this."
She took a deep breath in, to steady herself.
"I'll go in by myself."
Ok, that was a shock, vulnerable to wanting to be completely independent in the bat of an eyelid.
"No way," he said.
"Jane,"
"Teresa," he said softly, "I'm not letting you go in there by yourself."
"Jane," she said, putting on her boss voice.
"No, no way Teresa" he stressed the use of her first name, "I'm coming with you."
"I don't need you," she said defensively, that stung a little bit, but he pushed his feelings aside.
He took her hand, "Look I know you're embarrassed, and if I read you correctly ashamed," she looked away from him, "Which there's no need for you to be. I'm going to be there for you in there."
He watched her as she decided to leave the 'boss' attitude alone. As much as she hated it, she was in a vulnerable state; in fact he thought she was doing pretty well considering what had happened. And he wanted her to let him look after her, what he really wanted to do was just sit and hold her all night, kiss her softly and whisper that everything would be ok. But that wasn't possible, he couldn't do that to her. It would be selfish and cruel. But what he would do was be there for her she was not going to through this alone, he was going to be there whether she liked it or not.
He got out the car and went around the other side to help her get out, her ankle was hurting her, he saw it in her face as she'd hoppled to the car earlier.
"What are you doing?" she asked him quietly.
"You shouldn't strain your ankle," he told her softly. He picked her up, and the close proximity to him made her break down again.
"I'm sorry," she choked out between sobs,
"It's better than keeping it bottled up," he said softly and held her tight.
"I, Patrick, I didn't mean what I said," she told him tearfully, "I don't want you to think I'm not grateful, I am, I, I do need you," she admitted.
Not half as much as I need you he thought wistfully.
"You, you will stay?"
In that moment it took all the strength he possessed not to kiss her, to comfort her.
"Yes, of course I will, you ready?"
She nodded wordlessly.
When they went in the hospital, Patrick Jane barely recognized the fearful, nervous woman in his arms.
Jane caught the attention of a nurse, and waved her over.
He briefly explained the situation to the nurse for Lisbon, who buried her head in his chest.
"Sweetheart," the older, motherly nurse said, "I'm going to get you a room ok? I'll be with you in a minute."
Lisbon nodded again; she got a room, and changed into some pajamas of her own, that Jane had packed for her in an overnight bag.
She was laid in the bed, and Jane was sat by her side when the kind nurse came back in.
"My names Emma honey, now I know this is difficult but I need you to tell me what hurts."
"My ankle, I have a few cuts and bruises," she said shakily, "and, and…"
"It's ok, I get it."
"What's your name?"
"Teresa Lisbon, I'm an agent with the CBI."
"Ok, Teresa, I'm going to have to come back in a few minutes and do some not so pleasant tests," she nodded, "Ok, I'll give you a few minutes, but I need you to understand we have to report this, but seeing as you're a CBI agent,"
"I'll do it," she said quietly.
"Ok sweetheart, I'll leave you two now," she smiled at them.
"You ok?" Jane asked, concern tainting his voice.
"I'll be fine,"
He took her hand; it was small gesture, but a comforting one all the same.
"We will get the things that did this to you," he said in a disgusted voice.
She smiled weakly, "Thank you Patrick,"
"You're amazing," he told her.
"Not really," she laughed a little.
"Yes you are."
She would never admit it out loud, but if it weren't for Jane there was no way she would be where she was right now.
She had a lot to thank him for.
Please review! Oh and does anyone have any good slow jisbon songs? I'm think about one of my other fics But Why.
If you have any suggestions please let me know! Preferably in a review *hee hee*
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