NEWSFLASH! I got my desktop fixed! :D :D :D Oh, so happy happy happy happy happy happy! I finally got to update my iPod, get the updates for all of my apps, fix my billing problem, go on my IM, and get all of the chapters I had half pre written! Dude, HAPPY!
So, this wasn't supposed to go the way it did. I had planned for it to go a completely different way. But, it just... segwayed off onto it's own path, that eventually lead to an Italian Resturant. ;)
Btw, this was supposed to be a continuation of the last chapter. I didn't feel that it would work. You can make up your own Jisbon make out session and/or cake fight. Personally, I have them both in mind until I just... didn't type it. :D
Prompt: It was Karma, but like I said. Veered off into a different direction.. idk anymore.
Oh, Disclaimer: You can clap your hands, and seal your lies, but everyone can see with their own two eyes. You're faking it, faking that feeling. Only causing my mind to go reeling.
Teresa Lisbon breezed into her office, feeling good. She had woken up in time, gotten a full, hot shower, and the best breakfast she had ever had. After getting dressed, she drove uneventfully to work. Nothing had gone wrong, there were no interruptions, and nothing bad had happened. As she put her coffee down on her desk, she got the feeling that karma was going to bite her in the ass. Or-
"Lisbon!"
She winced at Patrick Jane's voice, knowing all too well that this was the karma she knew as coming. He had done something horrible; covered the girl's bathroom in condoms, set loose crickets on all floors, or worse, done something to her office. She quickly looked over her office, and saw that nothing was out of place.
"What?" She snapped, listening closely for the tell tale sound of crickets. She heard none.
"I just came to say good morning." Jane said, feigning hurt. Lisbon raised her eyebrows, pursing her lips as she tried to get used to this eerie calm.
"Well, go away." She snapped, and Jane smiled. He moved out of her office with out a fight, and she suddenly became on edge. Patrick Jane… was listening? This didn't sound good. Nor did it look, smell, or taste good. Deciding to push that paranoid feeling to the back of her mind, she set out to work. They had a case, so Lisbon went out to the bullpen to get a move on. Instead of finding her agents, she found an empty room. She glared at Jane, who was amazingly sitting at his desk. He shrugged at her.
"They all left about… ten minutes ago. Before you got here. Said they had some kind of lead. I'll see when they get back." Jane said, and Lisbon realized he was using crayons and coloring. Shaking her head, she moved back into her office. She sat down and took a deep breath.
This was all too too perfect. She didn't have to go boss people around, Jane was on his best behavior, and it was a perfect morning so far. Still, that paranoid feeling was in the back of her mind. It was too perfect. Karma had to hit her right?
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Jane slipped past Lisbon's office, set on his mission. The team had planned for weeks to do this, and it was the most perfect day he think his boss had had in years. He was sure that she was too happy to notice he had stolen her house key, though she would definitely be angry later. Hopefully not though. He really didn't want her to be angry through her surprise.
Rigsby had long since put all of the supplies in the back seat of Jane's car. Van Pelt had done an outstanding job at keeping Rigsby away from the more… delicious items in the back seat. All she had to do was take his hand pull him seductively back into the building. The poor man was pudding.
As Jane made his way to Lisbon's house, he wondered how much trouble they would all be in. Everyone had been wondering that for the past couple weeks, hence why Jane was going to present this surprise. They knew, as well as everyone else, that Lisbon had the biggest soft spot for the blonde haired man. If they got lucky, she would forget her anger and simply be happy.
If they got lucky.
Jane worked quickly, making sure everything was perfect. That was another reason he was doing this. Everyone agreed that Jane would make sure everything was perfect. As he pulled the food containers out of the back seat, he smiled at the smell. Yes, Van Pelt had done a great job of keeping these dishes safe. He brought them inside, putting them into the oven and warming everything back up. He pulled the table out, and set it for five. It was already planned that the team would arrive thirty minutes after Lisbon did, so Jane had time to calm her down.
Jane was just pulling all of the food out of the oven when he heard a very angry slam of the door. Deciding to just play it cool, he waited until he heard her in the kitchen to even smile.
"JANE!" She yelled at him, her eyes burning into the back of his head. He kept looked behind him, pulling the aluminum off the pan filled with lasagna.
"No need to shout my dear. You haven't even taken the time to figure out what to accuse me of." He said, and she pursed her lips in anger. She slowly made her way around the table, mentally counting the plates and looking over the food. She stopped moving as her brain tried to think what today was.
No kind of anniversary, for all she knew it wasn't one her team members birthdays-
Shit! She thought, realization dawning on her. Covering her mouth with her hand, she fought back a curse.
"You forgot what today is?" Jane asked, almost laughing. He already knew that his friend had forgotten. He knew the second she walked in.
"I did not!" She lied, and Jane shook his head. He walked around the table, putting his jacket over the chair he had claimed as his own.
"Yes, you did. Moreover, you are now very angry with yourself, because we remembered. Well, knew at least two weeks ago. And you've forgotten." Jane said, causing Lisbon to hit his chest. She wanted to smack the smug smile off his face as well, but she knew that wasn't a good idea. He still had the key to her house.
"Maybe." Lisbon said, crossing her arms. Jane knew she was too prideful to admit she forgot. So, he let the subject drop. If she wanted to be stubborn on her birthday, he would let her.
"The team will be here in about… twenty minutes. You can go brood in your room for ten, and then I want you to change out of your work clothes and into something a little more feminine." Jane pushed Lisbon out of the kitchen, and she glared back at him.
"What do you mean, feminine? This shirt isn't feminine enough for you?" She snapped, looking down at her rather lovely blouse.
"Oh, it's rather nice." Jane said quietly as she got out of ear shot.
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Lisbon was back in the kitchen when the rest of the team arrived, wearing a very flattering, cotton dress. Jane found the color to be amazing on his boss, but kept that comment to himself. She wasn't quite calmed down from him taking her house key. When Van Pelt, Rigsby, and Cho walked in though, she seemed to relax. They all sat down for dinner, and the conversation was an easy flow. Jane let slip that Lisbon forgot her own birthday, and the laughter after that was enough to carry them through most of dinner. When it was time to clear and make room for desert, Van Pelt got up and pulled the apple pie out of the oven.
"Pie?" Lisbon asked, a slight smirk on her face. Cho nodded, and everyone could tell he was laughing somewhere on the inside.
"Pie. I didn't want to make a cake, and I had plenty of apples." Van Pelt explained, slicing everyone a piece. Lisbon chuckled as she saw how big Rigsby's portion was.
"Well, points for originality." Lisbon said, taking a bite of the pie. Jane passed her some whip cream, and she saw the small pile sitting neatly on top of his pie.
"I can't believe you guys planned this." Lisbon said, although she smiled while saying it. Jane picked at his whip cream with his fork, and playfully put it on her face. She glared at him, flinging some back at his face. Jane smiled, using his tongue to lick the sweet cream off his face.
"Stop it." Cho said, realizing that if he didn't stop it now, it would become messy. Lisbon glared at Jane before going back to her pie. When she and everyone else finished, Van Pelt pulled out a present.
"Oh, you guys really didn't." Lisbon said, but she took the present anyway. Cho got her a rather interesting book, the one that she had been telling them she needed for a month. Van Pelt and Rigsby got her a new bottle of white wine, as she had run out of it. When it came to Jane's present, though, he had nothing in his hands. Instead, he leaned over carefully and kissed her cheek.
"I won't tell them how old you are." He whispered, and she blushed deeply. She pinched his thigh, as it was right next to her, and he smirked at her.
"Ass hole." She mumbled, and the team laughed. Little did they see, under the table, as Jane slipped his hand into Lisbon's, using his other hand to trace random patterns.
They didn't know that the reason Lisbon was blushing even deeper was that her stomach was filling with butterflies, even though it was already full of food.
So... was Karma, but now I think it's butterflies... I'm not sure. I called it Karma anywho.
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