Hey there. Me again :) Sorry it took so long. I'm on holidays now so i should be able to update more often.

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Crap was right. One look into his unusually serious eyes and I knew that this wouldn't be a talk revolving around us making fun of each other. This would involve actually sitting down and discussing feelings. Great. My favourite thing in the world to do. Jane was being serious, so therefore I was being serious. I nodded, abandoned my ruined hot chocolate, bit back a comment about how he mucked up my method and showed him towards the couch where he was lying not two minutes ago.

We sat there in silence for what seemed like hours until I couldn't ignore the elephant in the room any longer. "Sooo.." I trailed off uncertainly, just realizing that Jane just so happened to be in a state that I had been finding myself in lately. He was off with the fairies, so to speak. I tried again, "we needed to talk?" That got his attention. He jerked out of his trance and stared at me like he'd forgotten how we had gotten here. He swallowed heavily before continuing.

"Yes, umm we do," he couldn't look me in the eye and my head went into overdrive. What if he found out about what Elissa and me were talking about in the bathroom? What if he somehow managed to actually read my mind and find out that I loved him? What if- "I think that Van Pelt should be the one to look after you."

Of all the things he could have said, that was not it. I'm pretty sure he was the one that wouldn't let Van Pelt stay with me in the first place. "I thought you were the only one good enough to look after me? I mean, a week ago you wouldn't let anyone else anywhere near me." It was meant as a joke, but the second I said it, I wanted to shove it all back in. When he finally met my eyes, my heart shattered. He was crying.

"That was before," he said. So quietly I almost didn't hear it, but I did.

"Before what?" he was crying silently as I studied his face, tear tracks shining in the half-light from my kitchen. What was 'before' that was making him hurt so bad?

"Just, before," he suddenly found the loose threads on the seems of my couch the most interesting things in the world and proceeded to study them with such an intensity that might have burnt a hole through the fabric. I rolled my eyes and asked again. He still wouldn't meet my eyes and gave me the same answer. He sounded close to tears. I took his face in both my hands and forced him to look in my eyes.

"Patrick Jane. What is bothering you?" The last part said with particular force because he still refused to look me in the eyes; even though I still had a firm grip on his face. This was really staring to worry me now. I'd never seen him cry before. Ever. My hands were wet with new tears as he took a shaky breath in.

"Nothing. Nothing you need to worry about," deep, shuddering breath, "I just think that you should stay with Grace from now on. That's all." Oh, right. Nothing my ass. There was something, and I'm gonna figure it out. Even if its 3 AM an all I want to do is curl up and sleep.

"Okay, I know you're a good liar and all. But that really sucked. I may not have as good mind reading skills as you but I'm a cop. I do notice things too. And what I did notice was that you changed your story. Now spill and do it quick 'cause I want to go to bed." There. That should get his attention. It did. It also managed to shatter my heart into one thousand tiny, little pieces.

His eyes found mine and they looked angry. I sucked in a breath of surprise and he exploded. He tore my hands from his face with such a force he almost tore my arms from my sockets. "You really want to know what's wrong with me Teresa?" he yelled, with more power I ever imagined he could ever have, "you really want to know what's wrong! Well I'll tell you what's freaking wrong! Red John is dead. He's dead and I don't feel any better. Oh, and do you want to know what else is bothering me? I think you will. Oh, I think you'll really like this one. You're in love with me! And to make things even freaking worse I'm in love with you!"

He stood there breathing heavily, not seeming to have realised what he just said. Me on the other hand. I was too shocked to move. I'd kind of accepted the fact that he would find out about my secret but in no way did I think that he would love me back. As what he just said to me sunk in and Jane began to realise he probably shouldn't have said that: I found my voice.

"What?"

Hope you liked it. Sorry its so short, its the only way i can end it without screwing up the next chappie :)

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