It took the FBI three months to agree to Jane's terms. Another one month for me to agree to come and work for them. Seriously, only Patrick Jane could beat a murder charge and get an amazing job for a cop that helped him on his way to murder the biggest serial killer in California.
I took my time with my decision, as of course it's my life and I need to do what's best for me. Even though, I experienced a lot of heart ache whilst working for the CBI with Jane, doesn't mean that he'll be the same at the FBI. I miss my house in Washington, it was so warm and cosy. I did enjoy reading Jane's letters in front of the fire with a glass of wine in my hand. But, I think exchanging that and my boring job for an interesting life with Jane would be worthwhile, even if we just stayed friends.
It would have been foolish to turn down such a great opportunity. Anyhow. It will be an exciting new chapter in my life. Especially as I believe that Jane has finally got to grips with the death of his family. That means a happier Jane. When he's happy, I'm happy. As I won't be in charge of him, it means that I can take part in his plans without having to worry about the amount of paperwork to fill out or how many phone calls, I've got to do to apologise to everyone he offended during the case.
It's a fresh new start for the both of us as a pair. I have an inkling that Jane may have some romantic feelings about me. No, I'm not saying that I'm psychic or whatnot. But, every time I went to visit him at the detention centre, he was always touching me. Whether putting his delicious arms around my body and holding me close or playing with my fingers whilst we talking about everything and nothing at the same time.
Today is the day that he will be released. Luckily, Abbott will let me tell him myself, which I'm grateful for. I don't think that he completely trusts me but I'll show him how I became the team leader of the team with the best crime solving rates in the state. I built that career by myself and i'm prepared to do the same at the FBI. I'll show everyone that I'm not just Jane's handler but a blooming great cop.
My palms are sweaty as I hold my bag as close as I can to me. I've bought him a present, nothing expensive but I hope that he'll like it. You know he's hard to buy for. Alway's guesses correctly what's wrapped up or hidden inside a box. I really would love to know how he does it.
He's lying on the bed when I enter. I took a deep breath and said "Well, you did it this time, you've brought the FBI to it's knees." as I sit on the edge of his bed. He chuckled then grins like a chesire cat towards me. "Did I?" he remarks as he sits up to look at me in the eyes. It's over powering how much power he has over me when he uses that smile. It's the one that normally sits on a cheeky schoolboy that has been caught putting a frog into his crush's book bag. It makes me into a puddle of goo sometimes.
But I continue with my speech about him getting them to agree to all his offers. I also inquired how he managed to do it. I swear he has special powers now. It's magical. I held back a laugh when he told me that he simply trick them into thinking he knew the names of the remaining Blake Association members. It was genius. Just the thing that he normally does but this time I can enjoy it.
He proceeds to ask when he starts work. I simply reply with "When we start?". He's shocked. Did he really think that I would choose boring old Washington catching bike thief and dealing with an assistant that's not helpful at all, over creating a new life for myself in a better paid job and getting to spend time with him and Cho again as a team. He sits up fully to listen to this information.
We exchange friendly banter between us about accepting the job at the FBI when I remember that I've haven't given him, his present yet. I root in the bottom of my bag to retrieve the paper bag that holds my gift. Yet again, he's surprised by me. I think i'm enjoying his reaction to the notion that I bought something for him. Seriously, when was the last time, someone bought him a gift, I dread to think that it was his wife.
When he pulls my gift out of the bag and his mouth drops. "You got me, socks." Jane says softly. I play down my glee whilst saying "handmade in Washington." He continues to look at me in shock whilst squeezing them into his chest, then proceed to rub them against his chin. I know that it's a domestic kind of present, but I hate the thought that his battered shoes were potentially rubbing his feet sore and giving him blisters. I chose those particular pair of socks because they are resilient, but were soft and gentle to touch.
I was so lost in my world that I nearly missed Jane launching himself at me and grabbing my face between his hands. He locked his eyes onto mine as he slowly lowered his lips to mine. It was heavenly. He tasted of sweet tea and a bit of peppermint.
When we stopped kissing, again he locked his eyes with mine and said "I love you". My breath hitched. That was unexpected. I may have thought that he did but I didn't think that he would actually say it. To be on the safe side, I asked "Do you mean it or are you too hyped up again?"
"Yes to both, I love you, Teresa. I have been for a long time."
"I love you too," I sighed as I placed delicate kisses against his jaw line. Not even a second after, he flipped us so I was pinned underneath him. He then intiated the steamest make out session held to man. We were stopped by the guard outside wolf whistling us.
I felt myself go bright red and Jane chuckled as he pulled me up and dragged me out the door to start our new life together. And if he ever asks, I'll tell him that he never lost me.
THE END
Well that's the end to an old story. I liked it, just thought I left it too long to really pick the story back up. Thanks peeps who reviewed his donkey years ago. Hopefully ending this here wasn't too bad.
