It's been a while since I last posted a chapter but that's because I was perfecting this one and the next! I've got someone helping me out So I got a review and the person was confused about where the choice between Red John and Lisbon came from so let me clear it up. The choice was presented to Jane from Laroche; he offered to give Jane some valuable information about RJ but at the same time he wanted to know if Jane wanted to focus more on Lisbon so he made Jane choose. I hope that cleared it up guys! Oh and remember that this is my first story and I'm not a pro; I'm trying my best to portray these characters the best I can…Jane might not be perfect, Lisbon either but I'll work on it and get better in my stories coming up! Always leave your thoughts in a review and don't be shy; tell me exactly what went through your mind as you read this Sorry for the long intro but I'm done now so here's chapter six! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Nothing's changed…still don't own anything.

Chapter Six

Lisbon's POV

The sun was shining through Teresa's window as she rested in her bed not wanting to face the world. It was such a nice spring morning and she didn't want to deal with people or stress. She forced herself to get up, start a hot bath, and make some coffee.

The day continued with Teresa and the team (including Jane) at the latest crime scene. The victim was 20 year old Tanner Hagan. He was stabbed in the chest with a butcher's knife and his body was dumped in the ocean. A middle aged couple found them as they took their morning walk around 6:00.

"Van Pelt check if the victim had any past lovers that have the motive to kill him. Cho and Rigsby find out if there are any witnesses. Jane and I will go talk to the family." Everyone went to and did what their boss instructed.

Teresa started towards the CBI SUV when Jane caught up with her. "Lisbon," he said, "I know you're mad at me and I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

"I'm not mad Jane. We need to keep our personal problems to ourselves and just work the case." She got in the vehicle and began driving. "Let's just say that last night never happened."

"I'd like that and while you're being nice to me can we stop for some tea?" He could really push his luck sometimes. She looked at him with her signature "Lisbon glare" and Jane knew his request was out of the question.

The family's house was huge with its 3 floors and swimming pool big enough to fit 2 whales in it. Teresa and Jane entered the house and were greeted by the family's butler.

"How can I help you two?" the man asked.

"We're with the CBI; I'm Teresa Lisbon and this is our consultant Patrick Jane."

"Yes, I do the consulting." Jane smiled. "Where's the family at?"

"May I ask what you're here for?" He said.

"We are investigating the death of Tanner Hagan." Teresa informed. "He was murdered sometime between last night and this morning."

"Tanner's dead? The poor kid; he was such a saint." He said.

Jane looked over the butler's shoulders trying to see what the rest of the house looked like. "What's that?" he asked. The man turned around and Jane went sneaking behind him.

"Hey! Sir you can't go in there without permission!"

"Really Jane," Teresa said as she ran after him, annoyed as hell.

Jane ran until he found the family: Tanner's parents, his sister, and about 8 close relatives. They were all gathered around the patio beside the pool, talking and spending quality time with each other.

"Hello everybody," Jane said, "don't be frightened. My name is Patrick Jane and I'm just here to solve a murder." He announced to the kind looking group.

"A murder," asked Tanner's mom, "who's been murdered?"

Teresa finally found where he'd run off to, along with the butler. "Jane!" she snapped angrily. "Excuse us for a minute." She said to the group.

"He said that there was a murder ma'am. Who was it?" asked the father of the victim.

"You should sit down for this." Teresa said. "Your son, Tanner, was murdered either last night or early this morning. His body was found near the coast. I'm very sorry for your loss."

"Oh my god." His mother cried into her husband's arms. "Tanner…."

"Anna it'll be ok…we need to talk to these people." The father consoled.

After they talked to the family Jane wanted to explore the grounds some more.

Lisbon's POV

I know I should be mad at him but he's just so damn charming. Why can't I stay mad at the man? Next time I see him he's going to get a piece of my mind! He just walked into my office that happened sooner than I thought it would.

"Could you knock next time?" she snapped once again.

"Do you want me to go back outside your door and knock?" he joked.

"Actually I do." She said, thinking he wouldn't do it but he did.

"Better?" he asked with a smiled.

How am I supposed to be upset at that? She asked herself.

"Jane about what I said last night," she began, "I didn't mean it. You know that right?"

"I figured you didn't," he bragged, "but it did seem like you meant it."

"I was just mad that you were accusing Frank but honestly I can see why…" she trailed off.

"You broke up with him didn't you Lisbon?" Maybe he really could read minds, she thought.

"I didn't want to but when I thought about what you said, I knew I had to. Things were just getting weird between us; he began acting strange when I mentioned you. I think he was jealous of you for some reason. When I told him we shouldn't be together he asked me if it was because of you and I couldn't answer because I didn't know."

"I don't want to be the reason you guys broke up. I think you did the right thing kicking that no life to the curb but do you?"

"That ass deserved everything that happened to him; he was a jerk. He wanted me to help him find who killed his wife but after talking to him and the team we figured to leave it alone. Besides, I didn't want to work on a case with him-," she paused, her eyes began watering, "would you excuse me?" She made her way to the women's restroom, Jane followed her but she forced the door closed and stood in front of it.

"Jane, just go away and mess around with someone's mind. I'm fine."

"If you were fine you wouldn't be hiding in the bathroom. Do you really expect me to leave Lisbon; you should know me better than that."

"I just need some time alone." She turned the sink on, splashed some cold water on her face, and looked at herself in the mirror. You are really falling apart, she thought. Look at yourself; your hair is a mess, your eyes puffy, and your mascara is a waterfall.

"I'm coming in there," Jane said, "even if these women are looking at me strange." He noticed several of his women colleagues staring. "Women problems." He smiled then disappeared to Teresa's side. She looked so out of sorts. Not her usual kick-ass, fearless self.

"I thought I told you to leave. This is the women's restroom in case you haven't noticed." She was angry, he could tell.

"And I thought I told you that I'm not leaving. You know better than anybody that I don't give up." He leaned against the stall she went inside as soon as he came in. "I won't push you to say anything; I just don't think you should be alone."

"I could call you so many things right now Patrick Jane and stubborn is one of them."

"I guess that makes two of us then." He tried to peek at her to see if she was thinking of coming out, nothing. She just stood there leaning against the door. "Just come out and at least look at me. Don't make me come in there." He joked but was somewhat serious.

"Fine." She snapped. "And don't think I don't know what you're doing."

"What am I doing?"

She opened the door, Jane still leaning on the frame of the stall, and looked at him. "You're trying to get me to tell you everything so that you can brag that you were right about Frank."

"You only think you know everything about me." He smiled not realizing she was dead serious. "Oh you were serious?"

"I just don't know what to do…I feel so alone right now." She looked at herself in the mirror like she forgot Jane was there and began sobbing into her hands. Jane hadn't seen her this way since Sam Bosco's death 3 years ago. He slowly and gently walked towards her.

"Lisbon," he began, "he really hurt you didn't he?"

"He's a jerk…you don't even know the whole story." She sobbed more, her back towards Jane in embarrassment.

He took her shoulders and turned her around. "Maybe you could tell me." His voice was so gentle and calming to her.

"I don't know." She doubted herself. "It's kind of hard to talk about." Her face was so pale like she'd seen a ghost.

"Just tell me slowly, just relax and start when you're ready."

She took several deep breaths. "It all started about 3 weeks ago when we were on our fifth date or something like that. We were at dinner and he started talking about his dead wife, but he called her his 'ex-wife' even though they never got a divorce. Anyways, I asked a few questions about her and he got all defensive and pushed the topic off like it'd never come up." She scanned the room for something to sit on but there was nothing but her, Jane, and the intensity that surrounded them. "Later that night, I invited him inside my apartment because he insisted on sleeping closer to the CBI for the sake of not having a long drive. I told him he'd sleep on the couch," Jane was relieved they slept separately, "then I brought up that time you slept there and that's when he grabbed me and got this jealous attitude. I said we were just friends but he just kept yelling and shaking me around like I was a doll or something."

"Why didn't you make him leave? I know you pretty well and I know that you don't put up with abuse, not ever."

"He convinced me that it was just an accident; that he didn't mean to do it."

"You're smarter than that Lisbon, you know it."

"I just wish I would've kicked him out of my life sooner. He wasted so much of my time."

"Wait," Jane got his thinking look on his face, "you need to arrest Frank."

"What?"

"He can't hit you, you're a cop. You need to bring that loser down."

"You're right," she wiped her tears away, "I need to get back at him."

"I thought you said revenge was bad, you're not going back on your word are you?" he joked. She smiled and began walking out but Jane grabbed the crook of her arm. "Are you ok now?" He was more concerned than she'd expected.

"I think I should be good now that I told someone. Thanks for listening Jane, you really made me feel better."

"I barely said anything though. Just saying it is what made you feel better."

"That may be so but I still think you had something to do with it."

"Glad to be of service then Teresa. We should do this again." He smiled down at her as she turned to open the door. The same women were still standing outside the door. "The women problems got solved everyone, go back to your business." He announced. Lisbon's cheeks turned bright red like a tomato and she grabbed him, dragging him towards the rest of the team.

That's it for this one guys! Let me know if these chapters are too long or too short. It's much appreciated and I love getting reviews from you guys…it makes it easier to write this with some guidance. By the way, the person helping me is DetectiveKateBeckettCastle and she's amazing! Check her out Stay tuned for Chapter 7!