I had some Internet issues, otherwise this would have been posted sometime last week. Sorry for the delay both between class and other fics and not to mention writer's block this story got left behind. We want to apologize especially to those people who rally looked forward to and update and for all their pm's. :) Hope u like this chapter! Thanks to xxxJisbonxxx for the insistence for us to keep going. :)

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Walter Mashburn couldn't believe his eyes. Right before him stood Teresa Lisbon wrapped in the arms of Patrick Jane. He didn't know what had prompted him to come to this restaurant, but it must have been fate.

Before he knew what was happening his legs were taking him to the dance floor. He felt ridiculous after that one night stand but despite that, he found himself tapping on the shoulder of Patrick Jane.

"May I?"

When he saw the surprised looks on both their faces he knew this would be fun. The last time he had talked to either of them had been after his unforgettable night with Teresa.

No one knew, but he knew the real reason Patrick Jane had pushed her in the arms of another man, (that man being himself) when he had clearly been in love with her himself.

Flashback

"Patrick my good man, how are you?"

It had been less than a day since his one night stand with Teresa, to be perfectly honest, he had expected the call sooner remembering Jane's face that night when he had seen the strawberries by the nightstand. He had seen the pain in the man's eyes and questioned him about it.

He had confessed that he had done it for her safety. That it was better that way.

Walter had admired the man giving up something so precious. Someone so special to him. He had to give the other man credit for knowing when to back off. Though Patrick Jane did warned him not to hurt her.

He never told Patrick that (even Teresa herself never knew) after him and Teresa had fallen asleep, she had dreamed of him and even mumbled his name. She had dreamed of Patrick while still being on his bed. She had cried out how sorry she was to be doing what she did.

He came to understand why she only saw their encounter as a one night stand. Hence why he made that joke about dirty harry. So he had let it go.

End of flashback...

But now he was here with her, and he had a slight feeling that this time it wasn't a friend being with a friend. Just by looking at how he was holding her, nuzzling her neck, breathing in her scent... It was obviously some sort of date.

And so he remembered that night he had had the privilege of being with her. The last night he had spent here in California before going to Europe. He cursed his luck. It if weren't for that, maybe he and Teresa would have been an item by now and she wouldn't be in another man's arms. Patrick Jane's arms to be precisely; looking like she belonged there.

He felt a sting in his heart by just looking at their peaceful faces. They were obviously enjoying themselves a little too much if he had a say on it. Thought he wasn't sure if they were here together or just together.

Well that simply wouldn't do. He had to find out. Deep inside he hoped to have a chance of his own.

And thats how he found himself in the middle of the floor interrupting what appeared to be a lovers evening out.

** Charlotte needed to have a talk with her mother. So she left her two sisters after seeing that Walter guy arrive and hurried away.

She found her by a stream looking at the ducks. "Mom?" She called. There was no answer.

She loved her Mom, but she also loved her Dad. What she was doing was wrong.

"Mom really are you so desperate for Dad to be miserable forever? For years he tormented himself over revenge," She waited for an answer but still nothing. "Don't you remember? Before us he lived under Grandpa's delusion that being rich was happiness. Even when we were with him he still believed that, but he was changing. He loved us, still does. Before we were taken away from him he was happy. Look at what RJ did to him! Charlotte became exasperated at her Mother's behavior.

"Don't you think I know?" Came a quiet response. "You're suppose to be on my side, not hers."

Charlotte felt a little bad for her Mother but that was not her intention. She just wanted her to realize what she was doing was wrong. That Teresa was not a threat. Her Father would always love them, but he had a right to move on now that they were gone. And Teresa was good for him. They were good for each other.

"I'm not on anyones side, Mom. I just want Dad to be happy. Don't you want the same?"

Angela turned to look at her daughter. "I want him to be happy, Charlotte, but I just don't think Teresa deserves him."

"Who then? That poodle hair Kristina?" Angela smiled at how her daughter referred to that fake psychic woman.

"Not her either," Angela shook her head.

"Don't you see what you're saying?" Charlotte shook her head not understanding her mother's view. "Red John took us from him and that pushed him over the edge. She pulled him out of the depths of despair and you're trying to put him back in it."

Angela spoke up louder. "I'm not doing anything except showing your Dad that he is nothing but a mark to her. She can't love him the way I did and Walter is just the right person to open his eyes to the truth."

Charlotte finally understood.

"So what Mom, Dad will kill himself and be here with you? Cause you know if you take this away from him that will happen. Dad spent nine years in mourning for us. Don't you think he deserves a life?" She asked in a low tone, unlike before.

The thing was that Charlotte would have preferred to be a family again, but she knew that was impossible. But the truth of the matter was that her Dad and Teresa loved each other and deserved to be happy. Her Dad would never forget them, he was just adding to their family. Why couldn't her Mother understand what was right?

"What is it about her huh, that she can control him better than I ever could? I was his wife for fifteen years and I couldn't get him to quit that horrible job," Charlotte was now next to her and had her hand in her mother's. "When it came to the final showdown with Red John, who did he choose huh? He choose her over avenging us. She did something I never could; she changed him into the man I wanted him to be."

"He did what he had to do, Mom. He didn't deserve to be a murderer just like Red John. Besides he never gave up. He just took the right side of the law and now Red John is no more. He is down there where he will pay for what he did. He's gone. He's dead and Dad didn't do it but that doesn't mean he forgot about us. He will never forget us. He loves us just the same.

Angela gave her the biggest hug. "When did my little girl become smarter than me? I love you Charlotte. Forgive me. I want what is best; really I do."

"Is alright, Mom. I get it but we will fix this. We just have to find a way to make everything better."

Charlotte stood up and away from her mother giving her a smile. Reassuring her that it would all be ok. She hoped. Turning to leave she saw her crying and felt like hugging her again but she needed to go back to her sisters. Now they needed to go through Walter in order to get her Dad and Teresa together. And she knew the perfect people who could make that happen. She just hoped her mother wouldn't interfere again.**

"Wanter what are you doing here?" Teresa spoke up.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing?" He turned to look at Jane. "Are you two here on a date?"

"Ah..." Lisbon turned to look at Jane, not knowing what to say. She wanted to say yes, but thought he would take it wrongly. She rather have him as a friend than not having him at all. Little did she know Jane felt the same way about her. He rather have her as a friend than losing her forever.

"No, we are just here as friends." Jane manged to say and missed the sad look on her face. Walter didn't; nor did the angels.

**Oh Dad... They all shook their heads. They needed to act fast on the matter before time ran out.**

Jane glanced to look at Lisbon's reaction but by then she had her mask back on.

"So may I?" Walter signaled for his hand to take hers. "If you don't mind, that is?" He asked Jane.

The hell he did! "Not at all." Jane found himself saying and cursed his insides.

"Are you sure? I mean I came here with you and I don't want to leave you alone." Lisbon argued. She hoped he took the hint.

"I'm sure Lisbon. You go ahead and I'll wait at our table when you're finished." He gave her a smile and left to take his seat. Was it him or did she looked disappointed? Maybe he should have said no. Damn him. What the heck was Walter doing there anyways?

He took a seat and kept an eye on the pair. He felt like hitting himself for being so stupid. It was him the one supposed to be holding her like that, not him!

Usually he was good at saying what he wanted. It was easy for him to just blurt things out but he was now experiencing nervousness. Why was this happening now that he had finally decided to do something about it? Was this a signal that it simply wasn't meant to be?

**Of course not, Dad! Fight for her. She loves you!**

There he went again. He was hearing voices. Was he going mad?

**No you aren't. Don't be silly. The angels giggled.**

He was definitely hearing voices and giggling. He turned around to see if someone was talking to him but all he could see was other people minding their own business. What was going on? He didn't even drink that much. He then took a sip of his wine and turned to look at Teresa who was now being twirled by Walter. He grunted.

**Dad! You have to step it up and do something about it. We can't do all the work for you.**

Who is that? He found himself whispering it in his mind. He didn't think he would get an answer but he did. God, I'm crazy, he though.

**"No,you aren't going crazy. We are your...ah...," Faith turned to look at her sisters for help. She couldn't tell him the truth. One, he wouldn't believe them. Two, it was kind of against the rules. "We are your guardian angels. We are here to help you get Mom" The three angels looked at each other. The Dad and Mom part had already slipped out. Oops! There was nothing they could do to take it back now. "Just go get he away from that guy!"**

And so he found himself standing up and going towards them. He would listen to the voices, he decided. No matter how crazy that sounded. It wasn't like others knew he was hearing voices. Right now the only thing in his mind was getting back his woman.

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Wow... Charlotte is so smart for being so young. :) Hope you all liked this chapter.