A/N: Took me a while to type this up. I'm slowly getting writer's block and its annoying to say the very most.
I realised after the last chapter I wrote 'It's finished', but I didn't mean the whole story, just that chapter, in case any thought this had been done with.
Pairing: Rigsby / Grace
Disclaimer: I don't own the mentalist, if I did, I wouldn't be so far behind in the series and there would actually still be some 'grigsby' action. The dudes who direct it and such are obviously all massive fans of Jisbon.
Also, over 9000 points to anyone who can guess which poem I have very loosely based this chapter on.
It had been weeks since the incident and they were more comfortable around each other as working colleagues now then they were before.
Both would wonder why.
Grace Van Pelt would think that, since they were working together, they were not together because of regulations, and she would hope that he knew that. She wondered if he thought she was scared and hoped he didn't, even though she was scared of the feelings she kept secretly. She wondered whether it was because of his fear of scaring her against her morals and going against regulations that kept them apart. She wondered almost relentlessly whether or not he still felt for her. She had a feeling he did since he told her 'I love you', but things have happened since the last time he was high on pain medication. She wasn't sure if he did and hoped he didn't to save him some of the heartache she felt for the relationship that wasn't there but should be. She wondered if he thought the same.
Wayne Rigsby would often wonder why he would lie awake at night thinking about her. He would hope that she was also lying awake thinking of him the way he thought of her, but would then remind himself that that would be selfish, and that perhaps Grace liked her sleep and had no trouble at all. He would rake his brain wondering why she never brought up the kiss, as he assumed she wondered why he didn't either. He wondered if it was normal that they got along again so quickly after they kissed, and if it was normal for two people to carry on as usual after a few awkward days when there was an almost relationship hanging in front of them. Sometimes, when he was feeling his most lonely, thinking about her as he lied at night not sleeping, he would wonder whether she does or if she ever would like him back, just so he could get a night or even five minutes to tell her and show her how special and brilliant she could be to someone who truly cared about her.
Both of them had consistent thoughts about the other, in that, despite Grace being unable to say how she feels because of the rules, and Rigsby's heart was aching because he couldn't tell her because of who she was to him, they had built a happier outcome based on regulations until they were both unsatisfied with the term; friends.
Another chapter done, ideas would be a smashing thing to give.
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