Bittersweet Memories Mentalist Fanfiction

A/N: This chapter took a long time to write, because I had some SERIOUS writer's block! Here is the chapter finally. This chapter is based on the second prompt from Prompt Table C on The Paint It Red Activities page. The prompt is 'Facade'. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the show.

Façade

Jane was in his attic brooding again. This time he was just thinking about different issues in his life. The first, most important issue being his identity.

He was very good at keeping secrets, but sometimes you just need to tell the truth.

He and Lisbon had been fumbling towards something more than just friendship lately.

Every now and again they would have a semi romantic dinner together, but it never became anything more.

The reason being... Lisbon didn't trust him.

He tried opening up to her, but he was so used to keeping up the walls; living a facade.

Jane rolled onto his back and let out a sigh.

He had to tell Lisbon the truth. He had to tell her everything.

But he couldn't. He was too much of a coward.

At that moment there came a soft knock on the door of the attic. Lisbon, only she would dare to come and look for him.

"Come in." Jane said as he sat up.

Lisbon opened the door and walked in with a small smile.

"Hey," she said softly. "what are you up to?"

"Nothing much." Jane replied glumly.

Lisbon sat down next to Jane on the bed.

"Why are you sitting here all alone in this gloomy dungeon?" Lisbon asked.

Jane gave a little chuckle as he replied, "Just writing a book."

"Oh really?" Lisbon asked with a curious smile. "What's it about?"

"How to make your girlfriend trust you in ten easy steps." Jane replied with a cheeky grin.

Lisbon sighed and took Jane's hand in hers as she said, "I do trust you Patrick."

"No you don't," Jane replied plainly. "and I already know why."

Jane looked into Lisbon's eyes and saw a number of emotions. Some of which were sadness, worry, and dare he say it... Love.

"It's because you don't know anything about the real me." Jane said as he gazed into Lisbon's deep green eyes. "I just don't know if I can tell you everything."

Lisbon put her free hand on Jane's cheek and said, "You can always tell me anything."

"Well, where do I begin?" Jane said with a light chuckle.

They sat or hours just talking and Lisbon was fascinated at hearing all the things that had happened to Jane in his life.

After he had told her everything, it was about one in the morning.

Lisbon looked at Jane who was lying next to her and saw a little bit of uncertainty on his face.

She leaned over and placed a tentative kiss on his lips. Once Jane was sure she wasn't angry, he started kissing back with some force.

After a while they broke apart and Jan asked, "You're not upset?"

"Why would I be?" Lisbon asked with a smile. "You told me everything and tomorrow is my turn."

Jane gave a small smile as he pecked Lisbon and said, "Then we better get some sleep."

So they slept all cuddled up on Jane's makeshift bed. Neither of them woke in the night, or the early morning, because if they did they would have noticed Burt, the cleaner, saying, "Bound to happen someday."

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