THANK YOU, to everyone who reviewed the first part of my story! Jisbon4ever, you really are amazing! Anyway this is where everything kicks off!
Lisbon crept out of the CBI building, at 7 o'clock, aiming to avoid her fiance, who was currently sleeping on his precious couch. Or so she hoped. Peering out of her office door, she glanced over to the dim glow coming from over by where Jane was suposedly sleeping. Upon seeing his non-moving form, she locked her door, and silently headed towards the elevator. Slyly creeping into the brighter hallway -maitenence has the lights on full- she made her way over to the elevator and hurridly pushed the button.
She waited. In silence.
Causually, whilst impatiently waiting for the elevator to rise in it's shaft, she leaned back, to peer through the open doors which lead back to the bullpen. The hallway she was staring down was dark. Hang on, she thought, didn't Jane have the light on? Her brow furrowed, a confised expression on her face. She silently began to panic.
She was pulled from her reverie when she heard the elevator ding.
"Sshh!" She placed a finger over her lips as the doors nosily opened. Her face dropped. Jane.
"Going somewhere, Lisbon?" He smiled, his cat got the canary smile. He patted the hand rail beside him.
Cursing under her breath, Lisbon forced a smile to trace her lips. She stood next to Jane, trying to act as casual as possible. Like she'd never even been scared.
"Oh, just, to Grace's." She almost stuttered, a secretive blush rising to her cheeks.
"You could've woken me up, or said goodbye for that matter." He stated, glancing at her cautiously. She noticed his stare, and cringed inwardly.
"You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you, what with all the stress with moving and all. You haven't slept properly in the last week." She tried her hardest to sound honset.
"Uh-huh." Jane nodded. "But when do I ever sleep?"
"Exactly."
Silence.
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Jane bid his girlfriend a goodbye, kissing her softly, and wishing her a lovely girly evening with her pregnant friend. Strangely though, she'd tenced when they kissed.
He'd tried his hardest to act like nothing had been bothering him. Like she'd not been lying through her teeth about going to Grace's. Her bahaviour was different enough for her to know that she was lying. Besides, It wasn't like Rigsby had even mentioned the romantic evening he had planned with Grace or anything. So this had lead for him to wonder why his fiance would lie about it. He knew she wasn't having an affair. Not when she'd changed her IM name to PJ'sGirl. SHe would have changed it back to AgentLisbon, if she was cheating. After all she was a very predictable woman.
He sat quietly in his car, staying at the CBI and waiting for Lisbon to drive off. When she did, he waited a few seconds before following her.
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Lisbon parked the car by the park, and hopped out. Glancing around the open area, her eyes narrow. Cho said to meet her by the second bench. Walking through the silent park, she watched the sunset. Open spaces looked ever so romantic in the evening sun. She longed to work things out with him, so that she could get home to Patrick, and kiss him properly without feeling the deceit.
Cho's figure occipied the bench in the far end of the park, onlooking a squirting fountain. Hearing her footsteps, he glanced up at her. She stoped in front of him, holding her coat in front of her. She rocked from her tip-toes to the back of her feet. Something she'd watched Jane do a thousand times. Cho stood up, his shirt unbuttoned two from the top, and his tie missing.
"Hey, Liz." He spoke softly, easing closer to her with every step.
"Cho." She said, sternly.
"Please don't do that." He said, his stoic appearance fading to express emotion on his face. Never had he let his guard down in front of her like this. Honestly, it scared her. Like Jane had earlier on that evening. But it also made her realize the bitter pain she was causing Cho by treating him this way. Her stern expression dissappeared, and was replaced with one of pity.
"I'm sorry. I just..." She didn't know where she was going with this. She just froze.
"I know." He said softly. He reached forward, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes, before realizing what he was doing and snatching his hand away. "I-I'm sorry."
"What is going on, between us?" She tremled, sliding her coat on as the weather had suddenly dropped, due to the setting sun. She failed to meet his gaze when the coat was officially wrapped around her body.
"Liz," He reached forward and tilted up her chin. "I can't stand it when you're mad at me." He said honestly.
Lisbon pulled away from his hand, but continued to look at him. "You lied."
"I know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told Van Pelt about you and Jane. But now that they know why are you still mad?" He asked.
She sucked in a breath. "Because...I'm pregnant."
"I knew it!" He smiled and hugged her. "...Wait, I still don't get it." He questioned, pulling away from her.
Tears slipped down her cheeks. "Patrick's not the father." She sobbed.
Cho's eyes widened.
"Rigsby is."
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Cho and Lisbon sat on the bench facing towards the fountain. Lisbon's crying had stilled, but they sat at opposite ends of the bench.
"How?" Cho broke the silence.
Lisbon shivered. She felt like she was being watched. "I, er, well It happened the night before Patrick and I...you know."
"But how do you know who the father is then, if you've slept with Jane as well?" He asked.
"Oh don't say that, you make me sound like a whore." She laughed through the tears. Cho just nodded. "You know?"
"No I don't. I'm not pregnant." He stated stoicly.
"Well, the feeling that you've betrayed the one you love. Even though Rigsby was an utter mistake, and happened before Jane, they kinda, sorta, overlapped."
"Two guys in one week. Impressive."
"Ha ha. If the baby is Rigsby's it's just gonna screw everything up, with Patrick, and Grace. I can't lose them, Cho." She turned to face him. Looking at her now, he could tell she was pregnant. A tiny bulge was present in her belly, but she'd always fluctuated with weight, so no one had really noticed before.
"Well...I'm not trying to be devious here. But, I don't want our team, family, being screwed up. Especially with Wyatt, and now your baby. So, don't tell anyone that there's a possibility that Rigsbys the father. You guys sorta look similar so no one'd notice. Well, Jane might notice, but it's worth a shot. You know, just in case Jane is the real father."
"Oh, I really want him to be, Cho. I love him so much, and everything is perfect, we're getting married and moving in together. But now...I'm so confused."
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Jane watched as his fiance cried in the arms of one of his best mates. He couldn't hear, or quite make out what they were saying. But he caught the most important part.
"Because...I'm pregnant."- Rang through his hyper-active head over and over, like a tape on replay.
His fiance was pregnant. Lisbon. His Teresa. Pregnant. With a baby. No. Yes. She was. She'd said it. Pregnant. OH DEAR GOD.
He collapsed to the ground at the foot of the tree he'd been peering around. Shaking. He was so confused. His fiance was pregnant and the first person she told was Cho? Cho? Really? He couldn't continue listening, It hurt way to much to eavesdrop. Standing up, he returned to his car, set on getting home before she did.
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When Lisbon returned to the comfort of her home, she hurried to the door, longing to be held in Patrick's arms. Slidding the key in the lock, she opened the door.
"Patrick? I'm home." She closed the door behind her after calling out. When she'd turned back, Jane was peering around the kitchen door. The aroma of freshley baked muffins filled the room, and Lisbon's hunger suddenly rose.
"Hey, baby. Did you have a good time?" He came forward and kissed her tenderly, and she melted into his embrace.
"Mmhm." She buried her head in his chest, trying not to cry.
"Good, because Rigsby called." He stated. Lisbon froze. Oh buger. "Grace has gone into labour. Funny though, cause, she seemed to be under the impression that she hadn't seen you since the weekend. Crazy, huh. Baby."
AN: Didn't I warn 'ya? *Laughs evilly*
'Why is everything so complicated?'- er, because I wrote it.
Taz XX