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A/N: This chapter was pretty much for myself and all of you who just love lil fluff. I just needed sth to relax. Actually it's kinda soothing to write fluff, I should do it more often..xxxx and well it's chapter 10 guys:O When I started whew I actually thought it'll be rest as a one-shot..hehe but here I'm posting chapter 10 now *proud* and well… I still can't see an end. X

Oh and guys if anyone's called Gertrud, Rentata or Isolde here, I like you all anyway. Your names are lil unique and beautiful x)

Hope you enjoy!:3

Chapter 10

It was already 8pm and Lisbon had made herself comfortable with a bag of chips and chocolate on the couch when the doorbell rang. First, she thought about just to ignore it, but she knew if it was Jane, he wouldn't stop ringing. Like Kim. She remembered still very clearly as Kim had been constantly ringing at her door almost four weeks ago. Fischer had almost camped there because Teresa didn't want to open. She had known that Kim wanted to talk about Patrick. Of course. After all, it was her who had helped Teresa getting up again, had helped her getting over Patrick and now, she was just being a good friend again. She was just trying to protect her Teresa knew. Because of that she had initially avoided this conversation.

Teresa sat in front of the couch with a bowl of pudding in her lap as Kim was ringing for the sixth time.

"Teresa, I know you're there."

It rang again. She pushed a spoonful of pudding in her mouth and stroked a spot on her belly, where she could see the baby pressing a hand to the outside.

"Teresa… this is really ridiculous, we need to talk about that. Him. About him… I… "

Kim moaned and rang again, Teresa was afraid that was for sure. Jane was there again and she still loved him. Obviously. They just had to talk about it.

"I'll sit myself now in front of your door and I promise you, I'll wait until tomorrow morning."

Fischer meant it.

Teresa got slowly up and walked to the door. She was wearing her pajamas with the colorful little owls, normally she'd never go like that to open the door, but she was pregnant, very pregnant, and it was in her pajamas the most comfortable. She didn't even try to remove her dark curly hair from her face.

She looked through the door scout for one second. Jane, of course.

Teresa got up and walked to the door, but not to open it, but to slowly, carefully, slipping down the door. She could hear Kim breathing.

"Hey."

"Teresa..."

"No, I won't open. Please let us talk like that."

Kim muttered softly. But she knew that this issue was very sensitive and if Teresa felt safer behind the door, then she accepted that.

"Okay." She bit her lower lip. "I told Jane if he'll hurt you again, I'd shoot him."

Teresa pulled her legs closer to her extended stomach; the floor was colder than expected.

"What are you doing here, Patrick?"

He grinned his 1000 Volt smile.

"Being with you, Reese."

She couldn't help, she had to smile at him. Things had improved in the last four weeks. Jane had rented an own apartment quite near hers and was now passing at least every other night. Lisbon liked it. Very. Even though she didn't say how glad she was that he was at least now there for her, as usual. It still hurt a little to know that Jane was only staying for his daughter. She hadn't allowed him allowed to touch her. To feel his daughters kicks her moves or her somersaults. It had simply not been the right time.

He sat in front of the couch on the carpet, watching the chip bag and her nibbled chocolate.

"You really have to feel like an eating machine Reese." He laughed.

She sat down beside him, far enough away that he wasn't touching her, but also close enough that he could pull her in his lap at any time. What of course wouldn't happen, but Lisbon couldn't stop her thoughts. He could put her on his lap and kiss her. He could...

"Yeah, sometimes."

...he could draw her on the waist and kiss her like last time. The memories were so present as their eyes met that Patrick could see what Teresa thought about. He could see that she thought about how it would be to be with him now. Lying in his arms and be held. But she wouldn't make the first step.

"I don't know. Kim, I don't know."

"The only thing you can do is to not let him get close to you. Teresa, I... "

"I know and I'll try." She closed her eyes for a brief moment. "Kim... thank you. Really, I'm so grateful that you're there. Although I'm such a mess now. And although I've still helped you with nothing. Kim, if you ever need me, I'll be there. Unconditionally, always. "

Kim smiled slightly.

"Can I come in now?"

The door opened slowly, Teresa stuck out her head.

"Yeah, come in, the floor is really cold."

Lisbon had been distant, initially, in the first few weeks, but now it was a full month and he was still there. With a rented apartment and his old job as a consultant, just in a new unit. It didn't look like he would go again. And they slowly thawed again. A few days ago he had been able to persuade her to look in a small but nice baby furniture shop.

He had bought her a beautiful rocking chair, despite her protests that it was much too expensive.

Jane had bought it for her and his unborn child because he knew she secretly loved rocking chairs and because he really was trying to be the man she deserved. He had known she'd be happy. The smile as she sat down yesterday for the first time at home in the rocking chair was just gigantic. He had seen her eyes sparkle. When she had rocked slowly back and forth, one hand on her extended belly, she was happy. And it had felt strange. It was unaccustomed to can be happy again. Despite everything that was and had happening.

"How are you going to call our daughter anyway? Have you already decided, or may I even bring a few suggestions in?"

She had already decided, just wanted to hear a few names which he would suggest.

"Nothing's certain yet. So well, tell me which names are in your mind?"

Both giggled. Of course, there would no serious names come out.

"I like Gertrud."

She laughed out loud.

"Oh yeah, this one is really great." She looked at him, still grinning. "More."

"Well, what about... Renata and Isolde?

"Yeah, yeah exactly."

She almost fell into his arms, he almost gripped around her waist and set her in his lap.

He became serious again.

"Reese, you've certainly set one already." She made the mistake of looking at him. "Come on, tell me."

She swallowed. Not even Kim Teresa had betrayed the name and said why she didn't like talking about it.

"It's... Patrick it's my mother's name. Katherine. "

He looked gently at her. He should've known. Lisbon and her mother had had a very close relationship until her fatal car accident. He suspected that she'd sworn to name her daughter after her mother many years ago. It was sweet.

"Katherine is a very nice name, Reese."

"Yeah? You like it? "

"Yeah I do, Reese."

He looked longingly at her, right now, right now everything could be perfect. Could. But he had the best part that had ever happened to him destroyed by just walking away, not knowing that he destroyed it at that moment.

"Are you only staying for the baby?" She easily asked him now. She had to know it, needed to know if she still meant something to him.

The look he gave her was enough. He came closer and took her in his arms. Her distinctive scent of cinnamon and strawberries and herself hadn't changed. While he buried his nose in her hair, he breathed it in and out repeatedly. Teresa clung to him.

"No."

Probably the pregnancy hormones, the atmosphere and the time played a big role that she was beginning to be sleepy in his arms. He whispered soothing, tender words into her hair and slowly Teresa slipped away. Patrick didn't stop kissing her head and cheeks. Then he slowly reached out and placed one hand on her baby bump. It was the first time. And he almost had tears in his eyes when Katherine kicked from the inside against his hand. She wouldn't be like Charlotte, never. She'd have her own personality and hopefully the same beautiful, perfectly round emerald green eyes of her mother.

Slightly surprised he also stated he was pleased. He could hardly wait to get to see Katherine. To get to know her.

A/N: Well, what do you think?

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AND OMG GUYS HAVE U READ IT? THE MENTALIST WILL START EARLIER *-*Nov, 30th *0* 25days.. I am dying. I am so exited. I can't breathe and I can't sleep xd

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