Disclaimer: I don't own the mentalist, but it starts again in about 4 weeks in New Zealand yay!

A/N well, where do I start. Maybe by begging for your forgiveness that I haven't updated in like 2 ½ weeks! I have been on holiday without the laptop or internet, and then I had a friend from Aussie stay, so here I am writing this in the ads of castle and SVU. Anyways, I might do one more of these chapters, Wayne's last day/night maybe. So, as usual, I love you all for reviewing, so once more, read and review …

They arrived as promised at 10 the next morning in old clothes as requested, all wondering what exactly Patrick had in mind. The whole gang was there , Patrick, Teresa, Grace, Cho, and of course, Wayne. They piled into Patrick's dad's car, a Citroen DS 21, of which Wayne was jealous of, and sped off at limits that Teresa felt were much over the legal limit towards the edge of the city where a large building stood surrounded by fields with small forts surrounding it.

'Patrick, what are we doing?' Teresa asked cautiously

'Paintballing' he replied

'Paintballing?' she asked

'Yes Teresa, I believe that is what I said'

'No need to patronize me' she complained

Wayne interrupted the latest banter between the two

'I have never been paintballing before' he said

'That is exactly why we are here today' he said smiling

'How did you know?'

He replied by tapping the edge of his nose with his index finger and walked off

'He is psychic' Grace whispered to him

'Oh' Wayne replied, deciding that that answer would suffice

They went to the office and Patrick insisted that he would pay for everyone and he had booked out an entire playing field, they were playing every man for himself, shot or get shot basically. They all got geared up and headed out towards the field, each armed with a paintball gun

'Ok, you got a minute to get a hiding place, your aim is to get to that silver shed in the middle there, you must be at least 50 meters away from it to start with, you got a minute to get away, when I shoot a paintball at the bell there in the middle, game starts, when you reach the middle, shoot the bell, got it?' Patrick explained

'Yes sir' Wayne said, mock saluting him

'Great, everyone ready?'

'Yes'

'Good, you got a minute starting, now!' Patrick said, and they all ran for it.

20 minutes into the game, Cho and Patrick himself had been shot and were 'dead' so they sat on the side and watched as Grace ran straight into Wayne, where a rather interesting showdown took place.

'Hello Grace dear' Wayne said, gun at the ready

'Hello Wayne' she smiled back, gun ready too

'You going to shoot me?' he asked

'I don't know, you wouldn't, would you? You love me too much' she said with a grin

'I love you, that's for sure, but honestly, I love this game too, so now I decide, play for longer, or get it rubbed in my face by Cho and Patrick that I was beaten by a girl, what should I choose?'

'I don't know, but better make it quick, I'm getting trigger happy' she said, with an evil smile on her face

'I think I know, come here' he said

'Why in the world would I do that?' she said

'Coz you love me'

'Fine, nothing evil though' she said

'You have my word' he assured

Wayne pulled her towards him and placed his lips against hers ever so gently, but the kiss quickly got passionate, as all the repent of Wayne's move came out. Just as they broke apart, Grace grinned mischievously before running off, shooting behind her, but she wasn't quick enough, as Wayne shot her, getting her in the back. She spun back with a pout on her face

'WAYNE!' she said

'What, I said I wouldn't get you when you came to me, I said nothing about when you went away' he said defensively

'Fine, I shall let you away with it this time, but next time, you won't be so lucky' she said, walking off to join Patrick and Cho

The game finished some 20 minutes later with Wayne getting Teresa when she had her back turned to which she argued she could to let Wayne win his first game of paintball. They went into the diner to get food afterwards.

'So Wayne, did you have fun today?' Grace asked, as she lent her head against his shoulder

'I sure did' he replied 'Especially when I bet you at paintball'

'That was so not fair' she grinned

'Meh, life isn't, as we have all seen'

Grace sighed as she put her hand against the necklace he had given her all those months ago and held back the tears that were threatening to spill over. All this was happening too quickly, and there was nothing that she could do to stop it.

A/N I have had bad writers block, but all day I have been on youtube watching rigspelt videos, so now I am back! Yay =] so, now my muse is back up and running and wanting me to work on take me to New Zealand, although, I am having to argue with it, because I am going to go watch the lovely bones =] love that movie! Anyways, I love reviews as much as Jane likes annoying Lisbon =]