Authors Note: I'm really sorry for not writing. I've been such a bitch to everyone recently, and I feel exactly as Teresa did last chapter. waaaah. Story is unedited, not beta-ed, or anything. I just don't care to do that. I need to write. So here it is. Review if you read it... please. It really means so much. Hell, even a comment saying "I like pancakes" is enough for me.
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You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go
He stood outside, holding a bag in each hand. He watched Teresa loading everything into the trunk of her Ford Escape. There was nothing more that he could do but stand there- his legs wouldn't allow him to run up to Teresa and shake the sense out of her, much less allow him to walk away.
And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head
She sighed as she began to hoist the bags up into her trunk. As much as it hurt her to do this, it was what had to happen. Teresa just wasn't happy anymore. There was nothing that anyone could do about it, including the dispirited, glum face that was staring at her from her front porch, looking like a lost young boy. She had to grit her teeth to keep her lower lip from trembling. Now was not the time for emotions.
Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur
Patrick flashed back to all the fun times he and Teresa had had over the past few years. Jumping frogs, getting into trouble, grilling suspects, trust falls, undercover jobs, and even more. He didn't know what he would do without her in his life. Slowly but surly, his focus had drifted slightly from capturing and murdering Red John (though that was still VERY high on his list), to the way that she yelled at him, or the little sparkle her eyes had when she was trying not to laugh at him. He knew he could make her eyes sparkle like that again, if only she would give him the chance.
Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door
He should have stopped her.
That's all Teresa thought of as she was driving down the open road, leaving behind her past life at the CBI. She was moving to Michigan to be with her cousin, and start all over. She needed a fresh start. Still, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe she made a mistake, leaving behind her fellow team behind, the one that had always had her back and would be there for her no matter what. And she also felt horrible about leaving Patrick. He was always there for her, even when she didn't want him there. No matter what the situation, he could always read what she was really feeling and comfort her in all the ways that he could. Now, Teresa had blown off, leaving him in the dust. How could she do such a thing?
You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Even though he could never attain it for himself, Patrick had always wished for Teresa to just be happy. More than just the eye-twinkling and a smirk here and there. He wished for her to be truly happy. A life full of laughter, joy, and love. Something Patrick used to have until it was ripped from him. He knew Teresa had also had that same life ripped from her. All he wanted was to put it back in her. If anything, he just wanted his old boss back.
Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do
Teresa stood over Lake Leelanau, staring across the clear fresh water, bundled up in her jacket. Even though it was only mid fall, it got very cold up north at night. She had arrived around 6:30, and now she was standing on her sister's dock, thinking about all that she left behind. She finally had the freedom to do whatever she wanted. She could go anywhere she wanted with her life.
And that's exactly what she did.
More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world
Patrick was staring out the window of the CBI bullpen. It had been six weeks since Teresa had left. The team was handling it well, considering the circumstances. Their new boss was a strict middle aged man with zero personality. While he was always friendly and respectful of the team, he made absolutely no attempt to get to know them individually. Patrick found this insulting. How could you possibly lead a team if you don't even know the people you work with? He was considering the situation when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He quickly spun around and was immediately greeted by a pair of sparkling green eyes that he had longed for for six weeks too long. He reached for her hand, but then changed his mind, and pulled her into a deep, loving hug. He could not have been happier that she was back.
Three hours later, they were still sitting on the roof of the building, staring into the sky, side by side. Finally, they were happy.
More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world
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