Thank you guys for all the wonderful reviews and all the Favorite story/Author's and story Alert/Favorite Author's. I know it was my turn to write this chapter and I swear I wrote it in my journal on Friday, ready to type it on Saturday, but I went with my sister to San Antonio to see the game. I just got back, today. So here it is. I worked really hard on it. Hope you like it.
Thanks go to: In The Name, zats, 13 Jo, LizfromItaly, Brown Eyes Parker, AM, Famous4ir and liquidcrystal94 for the lovely review on chapter 2.
If in two months they aren't together, y'all will be separated and given to other families." The person speaking was Abigail. (Lisbon's Mom) I already went to correct that problem.
We hope you enjoy this chapter!
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******THE MENTALIST******
"What if we..."
"No!"
"But..."
"No!"
"Oh come on! Stop being a spoil sport." Faith argued. "Your acting like Mom!"
"And your acting like Dad!" Hope responded.
Abigail watched with amusement. The two little Angels kept arguing on what to do next. It was just too cute to watch. The way they argued, like cats and dogs, just like her Daughter and Patrick did. They were definitely just like them. The perfect daughter's.
And even though they were twin girls, they were both different. Not only in physical appearance, but also on the way they behaved.
Hope was more like Teresa. Except for the blond curls, but they did share the same color eyes. Those emerald-green eyes that ran in the Lisbon family. Her attitude and behavior were like hers, too.
She was always the one to take care of the important things. The one who picked up the broken pieces, just to put them back together. Were they belonged. The one to fix things. Much like Teresa did with Patrick. Hope would always act too serious for such a young age, but it was the way she was. She would also try and remedy the problems that Faith caused. "It was funny the similarities they had with both Jane and Lisbon." Hope acted like such a grown up.
Abigail chuckled. She remembered that Teresa was just like that when she was a little girl. Her little girl. Oh... How she missed her little girl. Although she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was now a woman, but for her, she would always be her little girl. It always pained her that she had to leave her and her brothers at such a young age.
She wanted her Daughter to be happy. Coming back to reality, Abigail kept observing the two girls.
Faith on the other hand was the trouble maker. The one to come up with the weirdest ideas, although fun, they did get her in a lot of trouble. In which case, Hope came in and tried to get her out off. She was always being mischievous. Yet, always adorable just like her sister.
Her looks were different, though. For one, her hair was just as dark and curly as Teresa's, but her eyes were just as blue as Patrick Jane's. Then there was her attitude. The same attitude that caused her to get in trouble. Just like Patrick.
And oh... boy, did she cause problems. Hope would always argue with her for such behavior. For the way she always acted. She would always struggle with her sister. Both always bickering back and forth. Yet at the end, she would defend Faith with all she got.
"If there was any doubt that these girls were meant to be Patrick and Teresa's daughter's, then they definitely were blind!" Abigail though.
******Cupid's Little Angels******
"I told you already, Faith. We are not to break any more rules!" Hope argued back.
"Rules are meant to be broken!"
"Not when our lives are at stake, no!" Hope let out a small huff, not believing the way her sister thought. "We need to be careful, ok. The Council is not happy. Not after the last stunt you pulled, remember?"
Faith smiled, remembering such incident. Hope only glared back. "Your shenanigans need to stop, Faith!"
"Shenanigans?" Faith glared back, not pleased at being told what to do.
"Really? That's what you call them?" Faith couldn't help but smile after thinking it through.
"Yeah, what else would your behavior be called?"
"Ah... I don't know," Faith pretended to think. "how about great abilities?"
Hope smirked. "Yeah. Get over yourself... We need to think of something that actually helps our cause, Faith. Not the other way around."
"Hey! My ideas are helpful!" Faith pouted. "It's not my fault no one else thinks the same way as me... Besides, who made you the Boss?
Hope raised an eyebrow looking at her sister. Much like Lisbon did with Jane.
"Seriously cute." Abigail thought, while she listened to the banter between the two.
"Well, someone has to take charge." Hope responded.
"Obviously! But ...why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me?" Faith argued back. "Why are you always bossing me around? …. Faith do this. Faith don't do that." She mocked Hope, pointing her finger to emphasize her point.
"It's not polite to point fingers."
"See?... That's what I'm talking about, right there!"
"I only try to correct you for your own good."
"You are such a control freak, Hope." Faith told her sister. "Just like Mom!" she pointed out.
"No uh!"
"Ya huh!"
"No uh!"
"Ya huh!"
"Well, you are just as annoying as Dad!" Hope said.
"No uh!"
"Ya huh!"
"No uh!"
"Ya huh!"
"Girls, Girls!" Abigail interrupted them. If not, they could go on forever. And as cute as it were seeing them bickering, just like Jane and Lisbon did, she had to focus on the task at hand. As so did they. Time was running out.
Both girls turned to look at her. "Hey, Abigail!" Both Angels answered at the same time.
Abigail saluted them back.
"Girls, you need to stop fighting."
"She started it!" Both Angels pointed at each other.
"I thought you said pointing wasn't polite." Faith said, mockingly.
Hope rolled her eyes. "Your bad habits are contagious, I guess."
Faith was about to respond, but Abigail stopped her.
'This is what I'm talking about. You both need to stop all the arguing and work together."
"She won't let me do anything..." Faith whined.
"That's not true. I just want to follow protocol." Hope defended herself.
"That is so boring!... Do you always have to do things by the book?" Faith asked her sister.
"Yes!" Hope answered. Looking at her sister in a way that said; What kind of question is that?
"Ok, stop!" Abigail spoke again. She was getting tired of all the interruptions. "Now listen... As I said before, you both have only two months, starting yesterday. One day has gone by. You two better put an effort if you want this to work." She waited for the girls to speak, but they kept quiet. Until she realized they were waiting for her permission to speak.
"You can speak now."
"But she needs to..."
"But she needs to..."
"Not at the same time. One by one." Abigail corrected. "Hope you go first." Hope smiled and Faith frowned. "You'll get your turn, Faith. Don't worry."
" I honestly want to work together," Hope began. "but following the Council's rules." Looking at her sister, then back at Abigail. "She wants to break them and that just doesn't go by me." She finished.
Faith rolled her eyes and mumbled something.
"What was that?" Hope asked.
"I said; is it my turn, now?" She lied and smiled sweetly at her sister. Hope didn't buy it, but let it go. She had seen that look many times on her sister to fall for it, again.
Ignoring her sister's glare, Faith turned to look at Abigail ( who was just looking between the two) to get an answer.
"Go ahead, Faith."
"Thank you." She smiled and saw when Hope rolled her eyes at her politeness, but ignored her and continued to talk.
"I just want to break... I mean, bend some rules. Just so that we can move on already. If we follow the rules (while looking at Hope.), it would be boring. I mean... It would take too long." She smiled and turned to look at Abigail. "And you said it yourself, time is running out. Is it not?" She asked sweetly.
Hope on the other hand knew what she was doing. It was on of her so called "abilities" to get what she wanted. She would just be all cute and polite, smiling on occasion, but with a double meaning. Just to get her way.
Too bad for her, because she already knew her ways. Her tricks. "God, she was just like Patrick Jane."
"Both of you are right in a way." Abigail said, while looking at their confused faces. Looking at Faith, she added; "We do have to be a little cautious with the rules. The Council is not very pleased with your behavior, Faith."
Faith frowned. She didn't mean for her behavior to cause major problems. She was only trying to have some fun. To lighten the day. She couldn't help it, really.
"But it doesn't mean we can't have a little fun while doing it." Abigail said after she saw that Faith frowned. "Not everything has to be taken so seriously." Abigail told them both.
Hope signed and Faith smiled. "Are we willing to work together, Girls?"
"Remember that if you want to remain together and have my Daughter and Patrick as your parents, you have to be a team."
The little Angels didn't want to be separated. Even when sometimes they had little arguments, disagreed in many things, and had misunderstandings, they didn't want to be apart. They were sisters. Each other's best friend. Life wouldn't be the same without the other. And they really wanted Jane and Lisbon to be their parents. It was meant to be that way. So if they had to part their differences and work together to achieve so, they would do it.
"Fine." They both answered smiling at each other.
Abigail smiled at both Girls and they too returned her smile.
"Great, let get a move on." Let the games begin.
******Cupid's Little Angels.******
Back on earth...
"Hey... I'm back." Lisbon announced.
"Hey... How was the run?" Jane asked coming out of the kitchen.
"Great. You should have come."
"Oh... Lisbon. You know I'm not that kind of guy. I'm much to old for that now." He smiled.
"You are never to old, Jane." she laughed. "Didn't you say you wanted to lose some extra pounds." (Not that you need it.) She smiled.
"Yeah, well... Guess running isn't really my thing." He smiled, back. (Truth is; it's way to tempting to look at you running in that tank-top and those mini-shorts. I don't trust myself.)
"I made you some breakfast." He said trying to clear his mind. He needed to stop focusing on her body.
"I'll just take a quick shower and come back down, ok." She headed up stairs, while Jane only stared her.
(Oh, great! Now I'm picturing her in the shower.")
****** Later on...******
Since it was a Saturday, and they had nothing to do, Jane and Lisbon stayed in. Neither wanted to be apart from each other. Not that they would say that to the other.
"Do you want to bake some cookies?" Lisbon suddenly asked. They were both sitting in the couch watching a movie. "I been meaning to make some since forever. Now seems like a good time to do so."
"Yeah... but are you trying to make me even fatter so that I'll go running with you?" He asked, playfully. (Cause I don't know what I would do to you.)
"You read my mind." She teased back. (But really you don't need it. Your body is perfect.) She blushed at her own thoughts.
In Heaven... Faith and Hope were watching Jane and Lisbon...
*** "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Faith asked Hope.
"I don't know. Are you thinking what I think your thinking, I'm thinking your thinking? Hope asked, smiling.
"I think I am." Faith smiled back, wickedly.***
On Earth...
"The cookies are in the oven," Lisbon said. They were having so much fun baking. Not only was it relaxing, but they were doing things they normally wouldn't do. They kept brushing against each other. Stealing small glances when the other wasn't looking. Small touches here and there.
Although, everywhere they turn, there was a mess. "now all we need to do is clean up all the mess You created and wait for the cookies to be ready."
Jane raised an eyebrow at her. "I think you meant to say the mess We made, my dear."
"No, Jane. Look at your side, then at mine. Tell me, which one is messier, huh?" She asked amused at his expression. Then he smiled back at her and she knew that meant trouble. He had that look in his eyes, but before she could say anything, Jane did something she wasn't expecting.
"In that case, let me help you with that." He smiled.
"What do you mean..." She didn't get to finish her sentence.
A mini-shower of flour rains upon her. She then looks at Jane. His hands are covered in white powder. "Did you just throw flour at me?" She asked.
"Ups." He teases.
"This means war!" Lisbon said, grabbing an egg. She then cracks the egg over his head and the substance drops on top of his hair. His perfect curls damped.
"I can't believe you did that." He says and she smiles.
"Ups." She mocks.
His hand grabs the nearest thing, which just happens to be sugar, and lunges it over her head. Now all her hair is cover in it. Shrieking, she grabs some flour and pours it over him.
*** Faith and Hope were enjoying the food fight. And so were the crowd that formed around them.***
After minutes of trowing whatever they could get at each other, Jane and Lisbon call it a truce. Too late, now all the kitchen is covered in sticky mess. And so are they.
"I can't believe you did that. Look, now I'm all sticky and stuff." She tries to seem angry, but her smile betrays her.
He just laughs. (Believe me, it did not escape me how sticky you are. How your attire clings to your body) "Sorry, Lisbon. It was just to much fun. Admit it, you liked it."
(God... He looks so Hot!) She gives up pretending and joins him in laughing.
"Yeah, but now we have to clean all this up and ourselves."
Jane only looks at her. She looks so beautiful, he thinks to himself. What would it be if we took a shower togeth...
"Jane." She snaps him out of his trance again.
"Yeah?" He asks. (I need to stop zoning out, or she'll catch me thinking about her in such ways and kick me out.)
"Are you, ok?" (He looks so dam, sexy when he spaces out. I wonder what he's thinking)
"Yes." He smiles.
"Then help me clean up." She teases.
They begin to clean up.
***We need to do something. Both Angels just look at each other and together hold their hand in front of themselves and blow. A sparkling powder flows in the air.***
Lisbon was cleaning on one side of the kitchen and Jane in the other, suddenly without noticing that a goop of an egg was on the floor, Lisbon stepped in it and lost her balance. Jane noticing this, mostly because he had been staring at her, hurries up to her and catches her. Unfortunately (or not), he to looses his balance and they both end up on the kitchen floor.
Both his hands were on either side of her hips. They both end up looking in each others eyes. All the emotions running free. Their noses almost touching. Their lips only inches apart from each other. Lost in their own world.
***Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, ! The voices of Faith and Hope could be heard in heaven. Along with the others who were around them.***
And when they are about to kiss, the phone rings, making the snap to reality.
"I uhhh... Better get that." Lisbon is the first to recover and immediately pull away. She goes into the leaving room and answers.
"Yeah..." Jane lets out a frustrated sign. (So close... Stupid phones!) Then he stands up.
When Lisbon comes back, Jane is checking on the cookies.
"Who was that?"
"Wrong number." She says.
"Oh..." (Stupid calls!)
"Yeah...I uh... Do you mind if I go take a shower and you finish cleaning?"
"No. (Yes) You go ahead, Lisbon. I'll finish down here and then it's mt turn."
"Thanks." And she hurries to the bathroom.
"Dam..." He murmurs to himself.
***Oh...! Both Faith and Hope are annoyed at the interruption. All the crowd surrounding them in heaven looks disappointed. Next time...***
*******Cupid's Little Angels******
I hope you liked it. And I made it longer for you all, so please leave me a nice review and Jane an Lisbon will share some cookies...