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Epilogue

Jane crossed the huge living room to the open French doors. The light breeze of the night came in through the doors and he found it refreshing. Passing by the cream coloured couch he lay his suit jacket on the backrest, unbuttoning his cuffs as he walked on.

He stepped out onto the small terrace and ran his eyes over the view. Beautiful green grass and the valley that spread underneath the hill the house was situated on. His eyes settled on her and he sighed contently. He couldn't have wished for anything more...

He walked closer to where she was standing, arms around herself, looking out at the sky.

"Hey!" he murmured into her neck as he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She slightly startled at the sudden touch but instantly relaxed against him as she recognized him.

"Hi!" she greeted him, her hands landing on his on her waist as she snuggled back into his chest. He could hear the smile in her tone and it warmed his heart. His eyes fell on their now joined hands and he too allowed himself a smile as he saw the modest but no less gorgeous ring on her finger.

Teresa Lisbon. His fiancé, and soon to be wife. Very soon if he had any say in it... She made him the happiest man in the universe and he could never be grateful enough for the second chance he got from her.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, linking his fingers with hers and inhaling her sweet scent.

"Just that how many things had happened in this last year. You remember what we did exactly one year ago?" she asked and he did. He remembered as clearly as it was yesterday, her words bringing images up in his mind.

He was nervous, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He pushed the front door open with his foot, balancing the heavy box of tools in his arms as he crossed the familiar living room. His mouth was dry and he had to force himself to swallow when he took the first deliberate step up the stairs.

He could hear her rustle upstairs, getting ready, waiting for him. They had talked about this and he was grateful to have her there with him, but the thing they were about to do made him jumpy nonetheless.

He paused on the top for a moment, eyeing that dreaded door that over a decade ago made his life a living hell. He remembered all too well the silence of the house, the echo of his steps on the stairs, the white little note on the wood. Now he thought it was ridiculous, but on that very night he was sure it was just some silly note from Angela...

He shuddered just thinking of the horror that cursed through him when his eyes scanned the page and he had to find out that it was from Red John. Jane didn't wish that feeling even for his worst enemy.

Now as he faced that door he was glad to realize that it didn't feel the same way as so many times before when he came here. Now that he heard Lisbon in the room, saw that there was a tiny gap between the wall and the door because she left it open for him, the nausea that usually took over his body wasn't so strong. Instead it gave space to a much greater and warmer feeling. Love.

The love he felt for her for being there with him. There in the room where his wife was killed.

This time as he approached the door, it wasn't images of that night flashing into his mind, it was the thought of Lisbon. And that lighted up his day.

She was there with him. She chose him. She loved him.

He entered the room and his breath hitched in his throat as his eyes fell on the bloody smiley on the wall. That much didn't change. Probably never would. His stomach would clench painfully every time he saw a bloody smiley again. Luckily, those wouldn't be real ones now since Red John was finally dead. It was over...

And now he wanted to do the finishing touches.

His eyes found Lisbon, her back to him watching the wall. She looked so peaceful and strong. Like the thought of standing in the same room where Jane's wife was killed didn't affect her the slightest. But as he came closer, he saw the hidden signs of deep grief and sorrow on her pretty face.

"Hey, you're ready?" he stopped beside her and dropped the box with a loud thud. Lisbon jumped, just noticing that he was even in the room and he chuckled.

"Uh.. Yeah. But, are you sure this is what you want to do?" she asked, turning to him, her eyes traveling to the box on the floor.

"Yes, but you don't have to stay if you don't want to. Seriously my dear, you don't have to do this..." he told her for the thousandth time just that day and she did the same as every time. Shook her head with a determined look in her eyes.

He let an affectionate smile spread on his face and leaned down to press a kiss onto her forehead.

"Then, let's get to work!" he said and bent down to rummage through the box. "Would you like a hammer?" he asked from her casually and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, please. That would be nice!" she nodded, extending her hand when he held the tool towards her.

Jane himself stood up with an axe, turning to face the wall in front of them.

"On my count!" he told her and raised the axe then lowered it behind himself a bit. "One... Two..." he swallowed one, readying himself for the significance of the thing he was about to do. "Three!" he exclaimed and swung the axe in one swift motion towards the wall, hitting it with such a force that the tool ended up staying in the concrete.

He heard the hammer hit the wall too, not far from his axe which hit the middle of the hated smiley.

"You all right?" she asked in the sudden quiet after their strikes. He nodded, fixing his eyes on the axe he grabbed the handle and pulled it out, turning a good handful of the wall out as well. It fell to the floor, causing dust to rise around them.

He raised the axe again and stroke, this time angrier, more desperate.

Jane didn't know for how long he hit the wall, but after a time to noticed that she wasn't joining in. She was standing on the side, a few steps away from him, watching him silently. Her eyes calm and patient, full of concern and love for him.

He looked at her, rubbing the sweat off his forehead then turned his eyes to the wall.

Where minutes ago the bloody smiley covered the wall, he saw a huge hole.

He did it. He destroyed the last physical remainder of Red John in his life. He did it and he was still sane. And it was all because of that wonderful woman who now took a step closer to him, curling her delicate fingers around his arm reassuringly.

He turned into her and took her in his arms in a tight embrace. She didn't refuse or hesitate to reciprocate the gesture, circling her arms around his neck as he clung to her.

"It's all right. You did it!" she whispered into his neck and a shiver ran through him. He really did it!

"I'm sorry, I know this isn't the best way to celebrate our anniversary..." he said and blew a light kiss onto her skin.

"I wouldn't be anywhere else!" she told him softly.

"I love you!" he murmured and pulled back just long enough to be able to kiss her on the lips.

"I love you too..." she breathed against his lips and replied to his mouth with matching passion. Their lips danced familiarly and he let the feeling sink in. She was his and he was hers and he was finally, after so many troubles, free.

"Now, will you help me break down the rest of this wall?" he asked playfully when they pulled back, his hands still on her back, holding her to him. "It's good for anger management, I've heard you need it..." he teased.

"With you, no wonder!" she stated with a small smile, pecking his lips once more before gripping the handle of her hammer and hitting the wall with it.

"Good old times..." Jane sighed, getting back to the reality.

"What do you mean?" she asked curiously.

"Well, we could break down walls more often, don't you think darling?" he suggested with a sparkle in his eye.

"Let's hope we won't ever need to break down walls for that reason..." she replied seriously and Jane squeezed her tighter.

"That's over now, Teresa. We don't have to worry about him..." he promised and felt her nod against him.

"Yeah, I know!" she murmured.

They stared out at the sight in front of them, the Sun slowly going down in the distance. It was all so peaceful even though they weren't so far from the busy streets of Sacramento.

"I'm really glad we chose this house..." she broke the silence.

"Me too." he agreed, thinking of all the houses they went to see before they found this perfectly situated, detached house. He could already see their future there. Their children running around in the garden, laughing and squealing while he was chasing them with a hose, splashing water at them. Teresa would stand on the terrace, looking at them with that patient loving expression she often used with him, and shrieking in surprise when eventually she would end up all wet.

He imagined waking up next to her every morning and making sweet love to her every night before falling asleep in each others' arms.

"Penny for your thoughts?" she asked quietly and turned in his arms, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders.

"Just... Imagining our lives here." he shrugged and felt a little self conscious until she pressed a soft kiss on his lips.

"I've been doing it since we moved in!" she admitted, sensing his entirely uncharacteristic nervousness.

"You have?" he asked, a small smile spreading on his lips. He still had to get used to this sentimental side of her.

"Yes, and it will be perfect!" she murmured, stroking his arms gently.

"Of course it will be! Because we will be together..." he nodded and pulled her face to his for another kiss. "Come on, I have something for you!" he said at last and let go of her waist only to grab her hand and tug her towards the door.

"Oh I have no doubt." she purred, her voice dripping with innuendo and his heart sped up.

"Naughty, I like it!" he chuckled a little too raspily and quickened his strides.

They crossed the living room and headed for the kitchen. As they entered Lisbon saw a big wrapped box on the table. He picked it up and handed it to her.

"Open it!" he said with excitement and she started to unwrap it slowly. After a moment he groaned and reached out to tear the paper off. Lisbon looked at him and laughed. When he motioned towards the gift on the table she turned to it and saw a rather big pot with soil and a tiny plant in it, which looked like a tree.

"What is it?" she asked with a smile and lifted the pot from the table to examine it. He didn't say anything, only reached forward to take the small card that was thrust into the soil next to the plant. He showed it to her and Lisbon felt warm flood her as she read the sign.

'Magnolia tree- The flower of beauty, sweetness and love!'

"Patrick…" she whispered and looked up into his sparkling eyes.

"Do you like it?" he asked eagerly and all she could do was nod.

"But… these trees are huge!" she managed to mutter as she gazed at the pot, fighting her tears.

"Don't worry, my dear! We have an entire garden for it!" he chuckled and took the plant from her hand. She watched as he put it back on the table then he reached for her and pulled her into his arms. "Happy Anniversary Teresa!" he whispered and kissed her. She felt she would explode from all the love and wound her arms around his neck to bring him even closer.
Their kiss deepened and the air got heavy and heated around them. Lips sliding against one another and hands exploring each others' bodies they stumbled out of the kitchen into the living room where the stairs led up to their bedroom. They managed to go up without falling and Jane pushed her gently along the hallway.

"I love you!" she gasped as he pushed her against the door of their room and he hummed into the skin of her neck.

"I love you more…" he growled and nibbled along her collarbone. His thoughts were hazy but he planned to show her just how much he loved her.
And in that moment, as the light of the setting sun met her face, casting a golden glow in it, he knew that he made it. He was able to move on, he was able to find a reason to live his life again. That he had found the one person who could save him from all the monsters of his past, the one person he couldn't live without. And no matter where they were and what happened to them it would be all right.

They would be all right as long as they were together. And now he dared to believe, that they always would be. Because now, he could see that they were meant to be.

And this is where it ends. I would love to hear your opinion, I'm pretty sure that by now I don't even have to tell you how much it means… So please make me happy with one last review for this story!
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