Title: It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Rating: K
Summary: Lisbon is a little sick, and since they are in the holiday giving spirit, the team helps her feel better.
Characters: Whole team.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN!
A/N: I finished my English final. I feel like a free person. Now, I only have to worry about History, which is tomorrow. Math, I'm fine. :) Bio, I'm fine. :) Ah. I got sweats today so I can be comfortable during finals. ha. Anywho, this is kinda random. Everyone is sick, so I decided that Lisbon should be too. Okay, onto the chapter.
Chapter Seven: December 16th
Walking through her kitchen to the living room, Lisbon sniffed loudly as more snot threatened to spill down her face. She had been doing that more and more often as the day had progressed. This sickness had come out of nowhere, and she was sure it was going to kill her. She was hoping that her test results wouldn't reveal Swine Flu, but she was sure she didn't have that. It was just a cold.
Easing herself onto the couch, she curled her knees to her chest and sipped her tea. She didn't like tea, but according to that annoying person she had to call her consultant, tea would help her. No milk, no coffee, no soda. Tea, tea, tea. He had stocked five boxes in her cabinet. There were also two cans of chicken noodle soup and Cho had given her a Snuggie. Van Pelt had complained, but the look Cho's face told Lisbon that everyone was getting an infamous Snuggie.
She pulled the Snuggie over her, putting her throbbing head against her knees. She wanted to get out and go shopping, as she was sure this would be the only time she could, but the tired feeling was stopping her. She didn't even want to get up to grab her tea. She did move her arm to grab her tissue, just in time to stop her nose from running all over her lips.
She nearly jumped out of her skin as there was a knock at her door, and she groaned. She wasn't going to get up. She didn't want to get up. She wasn't.
"Who is it?" She yelled hoarsely, and someone behind the door chuckled. She heard her door handle jiggle, and then the door swung open to reveal her team. They were all smiling (besides Cho) and she groaned.
"Go away." She moaned, and Jane laughed.
"Yes, because we are going to leave you here, alone, sick, with your gun locked in a safe." Jane said. Van Pelt made her way into the kitchen, picking up the cans of soup and sighing.
"You need to eat this!" She yelled, and Lisbon groaned.
"Shh." She whispered, and Cho smiled uncharacteristically. He picked up the tea and handed it to his boss, and Lisbon sniffed.
"I hate tea." She whispered before taking a sip. Jane tsked at her, walking over and putting the back of his hand to her head. She was slightly surprised for a second, but she knew he was slightly referring to his fatherly instincts. She didn't even flinch when he patted her head.
"You're a little hot." He said, and Lisbon laughed.
"You think?"
"I do, in fact." Jane responded, just as Van Pelt walked in with a thermos of soup.
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"Hey, that's not fair. I asked for that like three turns ago!" Van Pelt said, glaring at Cho as he and Rigsby made a silent exchange. Jane laughed at them, smoothing Lisbon's hair on her head. She had fallen asleep not long after finishing her soup and playing a very short round of Go Fish. Jane had moved her so her head was resting on his thigh. She had been asleep for over an hour, and Jane was sure that she would be back at work the next day. Their case load wasn't really high, nor was anything exciting going on, so Jane wondered why they didn't just all stay home and do stuff like this.
"Well, I guess I don't have that three you need."
Jane was sure that Van Pelt and Rigsby were dating. The flirty looks that were being passed back and forth while playing Go Fish were almost awkward. If it weren't for Cho causing a small riff, Jane was sure they'd be humping.
"Shh."
Jane smiled as Lisbon put her finger to her lip, telling her team to be quiet so she could sleep. Jane smoothed her hair a little more, running his fingers across her forehead.
"Sleep." He whispered to her, and she nodded.
Cho, Rigsby, and Van Pelt shared knowing looks as Lisbon snuggled her head even closer to Jane's leg, and Jane gently rubbed her temple. Jane smiled down at the small woman before looking up. The three jumped, looking at their cards.
"Uhm, do you have a seven Cho?"
