Hey- I hope you like it. I added some mushy stuff in this one as a special holiday treat. This isn't the last chapter, but the way it end might make it seem like it's over. Trust me when I say that I would never end it like this...or would I? You'll never know.

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Lisbon

He…he's yelling at me… he doesn't mean it, he can't mean it. He isn't mad at me. I try to hold in my tears, but they want to be freed. I feel like my body is fighting against my brain- I can't stop shaking and my eyes won't open anymore. I'm surprised the brake pedal hasn't broken yet from how hard I'm pressing it. Just calm down, Teresa…it's ok…

"Lisbon!" he yells again.

He is mad at me…I thought he wasn't mad anymore- "I'm sorry…" I hadn't realized how frail my voice would sound or that tears were running down my face until now, "just… don't be mad…"

Just shut up Lisbon! This is only making things worse.

"Lisbon," he says quieter, "I'm sorry. Just cry, it's alright- I'm here." He's lying…he thinks I'm weak. I know he would be making fun of me if anyone else was here- he hates me.

I jerk as I feel his hand grab the top of my arm. He wouldn't hurt me- but, I can't trust him…he's a liar.

Jane

What have I done to her? I didn't know that yelling would trigger this kind of behavior, or at least I didn't think my yelling would trigger this kind of behavior. I know she wouldn't care if Cho or Rigsby screamed every once in a while, but I didn't realize how much I affected her. She's having a mental break-down because of my carelessness. I refuse to do what I did last time…I have to help her.

I try to think of different ways to put her in a trance, but I can't focus seeing her like this, "Oh Lisbon…I'm so sorry. Just calm down," Fine- I'll just say whatever I said last time.

"Lisbon…Teresa- just be calm. Just relax, listen to my voice as you let all the tension fall off your body and listen to me," It's working, but I feel horrible about it. She hates it when I do this, but there is really no other way, "Just cry…"

She did- she cried and she cried hard. I held in my tears just watching her wishing that I could do more. After a few minutes, she had let out all of her tears and rested her head on the window almost as if asleep. I got out of the car and opened her door. She was small, so it wasn't a difficult task to pick her up and put her in the back seat.

I drove us to the closest parking lot to the abandoned intersection we had been in for the past half hour. Of course, right on cue came the rain.

3rd person

Jane found himself sitting in the back seat of a pitch black Tahoe holding the most beautiful thing in the world in his eyes. He could tell that she wasn't as bad as she was before, but he wanted to find out what made her react that way.

"Lisbon?" Jane brushed the hair away from her eyes remembering that she was in a trance, "what is it that you want to do most right now? You don't have to tell me, just do it."

He was scared- not because her gun was close to her hand, but because this would confirm a hunch that he wanted to be false.

Jane

Just don't kiss me and we'll be fine. I begging whatever greater being is in charge of what humans do- don't let her kiss me. I can't betray my wife…no- I can't. But I won't. Death has parted us, and therefore my wife is no more. I am free to love Lisbon, I just don't want to.

She took my hand and held it palm side up. With her left hand she held mine and with her right she pulled the golden cross necklace off her neck and placed it in my hand, "My mother gave it to me before she died. I promised myself that I would give it to someone I loved before I died so that her memory would live on. I love you, Jane."

I looked into her eyes that held no lie, just sorrow and longing. I changed my mind- I do want a kiss.

Lisbon

He didn't answer, just looked at me. Maybe that wasn't a good thing to do- he doesn't love me. He could never love me because of…

3rd Person

She couldn't even finish the though before he pulled her into a soft, sweet kiss. Both of their hearts sped up as their mouths moved together in harmony. Jane forgot about the ring on his finger and Lisbon forgot about how he yelled at her.

Two broken people, made whole by one kiss. Jane deepened the kiss making it needy, more aggressive. One of his hands held the back of her head and the other stayed on her back, keeping her as close as possible. Both of her hands found his golden curls, not willing to let go. He pushed her down into a lying position, pinning her under him. Her legs curled around his, making sure he wouldn't leave or vanish. Neither thought of how wrong this was, just how they wanted it to last forever.

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