Author's Note: Here's the final chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it, even if it ran a little later than Christmas :P. Happy New Year's! Some of you said that there was no chapter 5, but it was actually updated. I think something glitched on the site because when you pushed the arrow to go to the latest chapter it went to chapter 4. I don't know why. But chapter 5 was still there. For those of you that had trouble with that, I'm sorry. But, hopefully you figured it out.

Disclaimer: I don;t own The Mentalist.


Lisbon's eyelids fluttered open as she woke up the next morning and the first thing she saw was a pair of blue eyes looking back at her. She was startled for a moment, before she remembered why Jane was there.

"I hope I didn't scare you again." Jane smiled softly at her as he hugged her tighter.

"No." Lisbon said, cheeks becoming a deep crimson red. "It's fine."

"How are you feeling then?"

Lisbon looked up at him. "I'm fine. I...I'm surprised."

Jane's brow furrowed. "Surprised? About what?"

Lisbon glanced away and shook her head.

"Teresa." Jane sighed, kissing her forehead. "I think we're past this."

Lisbon took a deep breath. "I just-I thought I might have made last night up. That it was too good to be true."

"I'm glad you had fun. It wasn't made up. It was all 100% real. We went for that carriage ride and I went to mass with you and we ate blueberries."

Lsbon smiled.

"Come." Jane said, sitting up. "You should see what happened while you were asleep."

Lisbon frowned and sat up. "What did you do?"

"Blame, blame, blame." Jane shook his head with a teasing smile. "Why must you blame everything on me? And why must you assume it's always a bad thing?"

"Just think back to your track record and I'm sure you'll see why." Lisbon pulled the blankets off herself.

"Okay. Wait!" Jane quickly got up. "Nothing bad happened. And it wasn't me."

Lisbon looked back at him. He was smiling. Was that good or bad? She wasn't sure anymore.

Jane made his way to her bedroom door and gestured for her to follow him.

Curiously, Lisbon followed him. He placed a hand on her lower back as he guided her down the stair and she gasped, stopping in her tracks, as they entered the living room. "Wha-" She looked over at him, mouth agape and eyes wide.

"I told you Santa had a job to do."

Lisbon looked back at the Christmas tree, lit up and standing tall over some wrapped presents. "Why...?"

"Are you just going to stand there and gawk at them, or are you going to go open them?" Jane teased.

Lisbon walked over and sat down in front of the Christmas tree, reaching for a present wrapped in green paper. Jane joined her as she unwrapped the present. He watched as her smile grew. It was a tin of her favourite coffee. "Thank you, Jane." Lisbon breathed.

"Patrick." He corrected her gently. "And this is from Santa." He held up the little tag that said who it was to and who it was from.

Lisbon shook her head, grinning. "Whatever you say."

"I do have a Christmas present of my own to give you, though."

"Yeah? Wait." Lisbon put her coffee off to the side, looking worried. "I don't have a Christmas present for you. I'm so sorry."

Jane dismissed her apology. "It's fine. I wasn't expecting anything from you. Your company is enough."

"I'm sorry." Lisbon shook her head.

"Don't be." Jane scooched closer to her, putting his arm over her shoulders and letting her rest her head on his shoulder. "It's the only thing I wanted."

Lisbon blushed as she looked up for him. She cleared her throat and tried to change the subject a bit. "So, what did Santa not give me that you plan to?"

"It's impossible for Santa to have given this to you. And I wouldn't want him to."

"What is it?"

"An answer."

Lisbon lifted her head from his shoulder. "Answer to what?"

"To the question you asked last night."

"Okay." Lisbon tried to calm herself, but her heart was beating out of control.

"Look at me, Teresa."

It took her a moment, but she complied.

"You are the reason I stayed. And you were always the reason I came back. You always will be."

Lisbon swallowed hard.

"I haven't always treated you right and I'm terribly sorry. I've been really stupid and stubborn for a while, but not anymore. I always tried to push you away by telling myself that I was protecting you from Red John. It hurt, but I did it anyway. Now he's gone. We were all reeling from the aftermath of that and I didn't want to make things worse or more confusing and then, when everything calmed down, I just got nervous. Then Christmas started to roll around and you were grumpy and I was lonely and I couldn't handle it anymore. I couldn't stand the thought of you being in an empty house on Christmas or me being at the CBI building. I have never truly thanked you for everything that you've done for me. And you've done a lot. I wanted this Christmas to be special for you. I wanted to make up for everything, even though I know that I can't. But I'm trying." Jane took a moment to breathe, fighting the nervousness in his chest. "I love you, Teresa Lisbon. I don't know when it happened, but I do. I'm done fighting it. I'm done dancing around it and pretending."

Lisbon blinked and wiped at the tear that fell down her cheek. "That's why you started using my first name all the time."

Jane nodded.

"That's why you wanted to be my date to the gala."

Jane nodded.

"You really stayed because of me?"

"Yes."

"I'm glad you stayed."

"Me too." Jane smiled, reaching out to touch her cheek.

Lisbon leaned her face into his touch, closing her eyes.

Jane placed something in one of her hands and closed her fingers around it, holding her hand in both of his. "You should have this."

Lisbon looked down and opened her hand. It was Jane's wedding band. She looked back up at him, shocked.

"I wouldn't ever throw it away, but I don't know what else to do wtih it. It represents my old life. The old me. I want to move on, Teresa. I want to move on with you. You've given so much to me and my goals, I think I should give you a piece of me. You don't have to wear it, but you should have it."

"I don't want you to forget them-"

"I know you don't." Jane assured her. "That's not what this is about. It's about you accepting me. The way you always have. Everything I am and everything I ever was. You know me best out of everyone I've ever known. And I wouldn't have it any other way." He wiped away some more tears.

"Are you sure? About giving me this? This is huge."

"Yes, I am. I've thought about it a long time."

Lisbon still looked worried.

"Teresa-"

"Okay." Lisbon smiled at him. "If you really think I should have it, I'll accept it. I would be honored to have it." She closed her fingers around the ring again.

"Thank you." Jane cupped her face in his hands. "You have no idea what this means to me. And you have no idea what you mean to me."

Lisbon glanced away, cheeks gaining a rosy hue.

Jane leaned forward then, catching her lips gently with his own.

Lisbon let out a small surprised squeak from the back of her throat, but quickly returned his gesture. "I bet this isn't how you pictured your life after you got your revenge." Lisbon murmured when they parted.

"It's not." Jane agreed. "It's so much better. Merry Christmas, Teresa." With that he pulled her closer and kissed her again.


Author's Note: Well, that's it for this story! I hope you all enjoyed it and have a great holiday! Please leave a review and let me know what you thought! :3