Hello all. I'm back from my little holiday to Center Parcs (which actually gave me a rather good idea for my next Jisbon + the team fic.. but more on that once this one has been finished)
We're getting near the end now, but for now, please enjoy the next chpater..

Of Many Things
Chapter Twenty One

They had eventually moved back into Lisbon's hospital bed; Jane literally sweeping her off of her feet. He had felt her weight ever increasing against him, and had carried her back to the bed just before she had fallen completely into a slumber. He had known that their dance would signal the beginning of the end; when all that was left was to lay down in the candle light and talk of all the things that they should of had years to do so. It wasn't fair; there was no justice in his beautiful Teresa Lisbon being drained of her entire life, when such monsters were still free to live as they pleased. Jane liked the idea of religion, something which he knew would be shock to those that knew him. The security of knowing that some great man in the sky was looking after the entire earth. That the truly good souls when to heaven, and the evil would be left to suffer in hell. It was a lovely thought. But with all that had happened in his life; all the heart break and loss he had been witness to, he just couldn't believe anymore. No God would let this happen. His wife and child had been brutally torn from his arms all those lonely years ago, and now the most magical woman to ever enter into his life was dying in his very arms. No, none of this was fair.

'Can i tell you something?' Lisbon was pressed tight against Jane's chest, her voice muffled by his chest.
Normally Jane would have taken joy in poking a little harmless fun at the oddity of Lisbon's question, but tonight something was telling him to just make it as easy as he could for her, as whatever she was about to say had probably taken her the whole night to find the courage to tell him. 'Anything at all my little lion cub.'
She smiled softly up at him, she loved every single nick name he gave her, no matter how odd, he had ever called her. It was like a secret little game they played. He thought up the most ridiculous thing he could, she would pretend to be annoyed by the entire idea, and they both felt a little warm and fuzzy inside. Something that didn't come often for either of them. Lisbon took in a deep breath, hoping that what she was about to say wouldn't undo all the love that they had shared that evening.
'I've been thinking, ever since you asked me if i were scared of dying, and i realise now that i'm not scared of anything any more; not one little bit. But, there is something that i will always regret, and i think that it might just break my heart all over again,' Jane was astounded by her honesty, and truly grateful that Teresa Lisbon trusted him enough to open her heart like this. He pulled her in tighter to his chest; a silent reassurance to go on with what she was saying. It was safe here, he wouldn't leave her. 'I never got to be a Mum. Not really anyway, i mean, i looked after my Brother's, but that was because i had to. I had no choice but to protect them. And i love my little nieces and nephews, but that isn't the same either. I never really thought about the whole family thing, but i always knew that would day i would do it; the whole white picket fence dream. I always thought i had time, that i could wait until i was ready. I wanted to know that i would have all that a baby needed before i got pregnant. I had motherhood thrust upon me when i was little, i was too young then. I wanted to be ready, you know? I wanted to be the best Mum that i could be.' Hot, silent tears were streaming down her pale face, but Jane knew that there was more. There was still something that Lisbon had to tell him, so her brushed away the salty streaks, and allowed her to carry on. 'And... and i think that maybe i was almost ready. I had the dream job, and enough money for a house and anything else that i would have needed. I was just missing the perfect man, only he wasn't really missing Patrick, he was right in front of my eyes this whole time, and i was too damn stubborn to see him. It was always supposed to be me.. and you. This night, it made me realise something that i have always known, you are him, Jane, you are my perfect man. We could of had it all. The romance, the marriage, the house, the babies.. the whole fairy story. It would of been hard, but we could have done it. We should have done it. Me and you, Patrick, that it what was supposed to happen. You were my destiny. You, and me, and three perfect little babies. Nothing else would have mattered. They would have known about their big sister Charlotte, and her beautiful Mother. About the wonderful man their Daddy used to be, and the ever brilliant one he is today. My Mum too, with her bright and loving heart. I think that we would have done a good job with it, being parents i mean. It.. it would have.. it sh. sh.. should have been..' Lisbon had finally ran out of the magic that had kept her going; that had allowed her to explain her dream to Jane. The tears running through her body causing her to choke and splutter against Jane. Barely able to breath at all. He pulled her up so that she was sat in between his legs, her back pressed to his chest. Rubbing soothing circles on her arms, encouraging her to take in great lungfuls of air.
When she had calmed down enough, still with tears remaining, he lent his head down to kiss her softly on the cheek. Brushing past her ear as he went, he softly whispered, 'It would have been all i've ever dreamed of. I would have been perfect.' Lisbon turned around so that she was now facing Jane; her legs wrapped tightly around his back, and looked deep into his wonderfully blue eyes that were so filled with love and sorrow. She placed a passion laced kiss against his mouth, before collapsing into his arms and holding on with all the life that she had left.

And there they sat; in the safe arms of their love, sharing in a hug so full of emotion that it scared them both a little. Jane, having always been a great story teller, whispered the imaginary story of a girl named Lisbon and a boy named Jane who fell in love and had beautiful babies, in a beautiful house. A story that even as he told it broke his heart into a million pieces, only to be glued back together again the very next second by the woman he loved more than anything in this entire universe. A story that he intended to tell until the heroin of his story was ready to leave the world they had created behind. Because that is when their night would end; when Lisbon was ready. When she had given the world all that she possibly could, and simply did not have enough energy to stay on the Earth a single moment longer, no matter how desperately she wanted to. And although Jane was not a religious man, he had to agree that the idea of heaven was one that he had always believed in, despite finding the rest of it incomprehensible. It was a comforting thought; the only three people who he had ever really loved would be all together, in a world that was far away from all the evils if this one, waiting for the day the that he himself would join them. Heaven is what had kept Patrick Jane here on this earth after the death of his beloved wife and child; knowing that they would be able to look over him, and send him a little guidance if he was in real need. Guidance in the form of the love of a truly good women. He sometimes thought, often very late at night, that it had been his family that had sent him in the direction of Teresa Lisbon. He was no longer a part of their lives, so they were allowing him great happiness and love whilst he kept on living. Something which he feared he might not ever find again after the last beep, of the last machine. The last kiss of a angel in human form. That is what his goodbye to Teresa would be. She was his guardian angel in ever sense of the word, and he would miss her with the weight of the world.

Thank you ever so much for reading. I hope you liked it? Please leave a comment if you have the chance to do so.
Another update will be coming soon.
Katie x