A/N: Not really feeling all so creative now, just spent the entire day in Amsterdam doing funny things at school but that takes a lot of energy, ugh. Feeling exhausted and drained now...

After seeing 5x04, I just had to do something with Rigsby/Sarah/Benjamin. Don't you think? Just read on. I thought it was rather creative to create a path for Rigspelt ;).

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. *pout* Would be pretty cool if I did, though, right?

"Sarah, you don't understand-"

"Ah, so now it's my fault. Oh, that's just great, Wayne, thank you so much," Sarah snapped at Rigsby, sarcasm dripping from every word in the last sentence. Rigsby swallowed.

Sarah pulled little Benjamin closer to her body. "I have no idea why you even thought about proposing to her! You've got us now, don't you? Or aren't we good enough for you?"

"Of course you are-"

"Then why do you want to propose to Grace?"
"I don't want to propose to her, dammit!" Rigsby exclaimed, causing Benjamin to cry. Sarah shot him a death glare, and turned around to hush sweet nothings into Benjamin's ear.

"Sarah, I-"

"I don't want to hear a thing about it, Wayne. I don't know why you would leave us, but if you want to, you have all right. So choose: me and Ben, or Grace."

"You know I can't choose-"

"But I'm making you choose. Now, Wayne. Me or Grace."

Rigsby looked at Benjamin, who still had tears in the corners of his eyes from his scare. Rigsby's heart broke. He couldn't leave Benjamin. He couldn't become like his father, Rigsby had to be there for Benjamin.

"What about Ben?" Rigsby tried. Sarah sighed, and he knew she didn't have an answer to that. She looked at Benjamin. And he also knew that she knew he wasn't going to choose for her.

Sarah sighed again. "You take him, you need him more."

"But you're-"

"Yes, I'm his mother, and I'll always be his mother. But I also have my career, and it sounds cruel but that means more to me," she said, and then lowered her head to place a brief kiss on the top of his head. "I love you, Benji, but daddy loves you more," Sarah whispered. Rigsby shook his head.
"Don't argue with me, Wayne. I understand you."

Rigsby swallowed. "I don't want to lose you, Sarah-"

"Ben deserves good parents, who love him and each other. You know we're not these parents, and we'll never be them. Don't try to make us these parents. I care about you, and about Ben. I want you both to be happy."

Rigsby approached Sarah, and brushed her cheek.

"But..."

"I know, Wayne. This is for the best," she whispered. Rigsby placed a kiss on her lips, and Sarah's breath caught in her throat.

"I'm gonna save your phone number, so we can call each other whenever we want to," Sarah whispered. Rigsby nodded.
"I still love you, Sarah."

"I know," she replied, her voice breaking. The tears she had been suppressing fell from her eyes then, and Rigsby joined her.

In between the two of them, Benjamin was chuckling and pulling on Sarah's hair.

-YulianaHenderson-

"I love you, Teresa," Jane said.

He rolled his eyes. He didn't look like Lisbon at all. A mirror does not reply, this was just stupid. It didn't make sense.

He sighed, and turned around. He had been practicing telling Lisbon for the past three hours, and it was not helping his nerves at all. There had to be a way to tell her, right?

He walked out of the bathroom, into the living room.

He also had to stop staying in crappy motels. This was not helping for his insomnia, he was sure of it. He had slept more hours with Lisbon in his arms than he had in the past seven years.

Perhaps that was the problem. He was used to having Lisbon around him, even it was only at work. It gave him a safe feeling, knowing that if something would happen, his fire-cracker would be there to save him. Like he was the damsel-in-distress and she was the knight.

Jane chuckled. He thought all unreasonable things about his Lisbon.

He froze. The reality hit him harder than he would have thought: she was his Lisbon. He had never been a man who cared about a lot of furniture, fashion or money in general. He was happy with happiness. And he hadn't realized that Lisbon was the only thing – person – he wanted to be his.

All the flirters around her had annoyed the crap out of Jane. Didn't they see that Lisbon was his? He had to buy her a sign for on her forehead which said 'Property of Patrick Jane'.

But Jane also knew that if Mancini – he felt a shudder running over his spine, he hated that man – made a move on Lisbon, she would be happy to comply. Even if it was only for one night – but Jane knew that she would not be entirely too happy with just a one-night-stand. She wasn't a player, she needed to care, or rather love people, in order to have sex with them. Jane knew that – how, he didn't know. He just had a hunch – and he had to admit, most of his 'hunches' were true at the end, so this had to be true as well.

Jane sighed. He had never figured that his Lisbon was so complicated. She seemed so easy on the outside – but then again, that was probably one of her beauties: she wasn't like any other woman he'd ever met.

He fumbled with his wedding band, and a warm feeling spread inside him.

He had to tell Lisbon, or else he would go mad.

-YulianaHenderson-

Van Pelt groaned as her computer once again was stuck. She hated that stupid thing, it never worked as she wanted it to work.

"G'morning," Rigsby said as he entered the bullpen, and Van Pelt looked up, ready to smile her pretty smile when she saw huge banks under Rigsby's eyes. Her smile dropped.

"What happened?"

Rigsby looked at Van Pelt, then shook his head and sat down behind him. When Van Pelt could take a good look at him again, she gasped. There were obvious tears in the man's eyes.

"What happened?" she asked again, this time a bit more intently. She was determined to find out – she hated the fact that her colleagues were keeping secrets from her. She didn't keep secrets from them either, did she?
Rigsby shook his head.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it-"

"It's not nothing, Wayne! Something is wrong! And I will find out eventually what you're hiding from me, so spare me the waste of time and cut to the chase, now."

Rigsby sighed.

"Sarah and I broke up."

Van Pelt gasped. "What? But what about Ben?"

"He will live with me-"

"But Ben has to have a mother!"

"Would you stop now, please, Grace? It's hard enough already. I don't want to end up like my dad, you understand that, don't you? My dad was never there for me, when he should've been. I wanted to give my kid a good and respectful childhood, but that's not going to work out so well now, or is it? He only has a father now-"

"Sarah is not dead-"

"But she did leave me. So she won't be there every time I might need her. I know I can call her, but it's just not the same, Grace. Now would you please just let it rest? I will talk about it eventually, trust me. Just give me some space."

Van Pelt let out an almost frustrated sigh, shook her head and returned to her desk.

Rigsby looked up at the ceiling, and then felt something snap inside him.

"You know what, there is something wrong. I can't raise Benjamin all on my own, not with my job. I've got Tina but she has a family as well. I... I don't want Benjamin to... to be lonely... like I was," Rigsby said, the last few words on a whisper, and Van Pelt ran over to him, pulled him up from his chair and into her arms. Rigsby startled, but then pulled Van Pelt closer and ran a hand through her auburn hair.

"You're gonna do just fine-"

"Will you help me, Grace?"

Van Pelt startled, and was about to pull away when Rigsby pulled her once again closer to him, almost suffocating.

What had happened in these three minutes since he'd walked into the bullpen? One moment, she was just a concerned friend, and what was she now? She didn't know anymore.
"I... I..."

"You're the only person I trust, Grace," Rigsby whispered.

"What is going on here?" they heard Cho saying behind them. Van Pelt frantically pushed Rigsby away from her, and stumbled to her desk.

"Nothing," Van Pelt said, too quickly, and slapped herself internally. Cho raised his eyebrows, just slightly, before he waved it off and sat down behind his desk.

Van Pelt immediately began frantically typing things on her computer.

When Rigsby opened his mailbox, a wave of relief flowed over him.

We'll talk about it later. I don't hate you, I just have to think about this for longer than just a few seconds. I will come to your house after work.

This is something big and I admire that you come to me, but I hope you understand that I can't just say yes something so important. xVP

-YulianaHenderson-

Jane was such a procrastinator – or maybe he was just afraid. He wasn't sure.

He looked over at Lisbon's office, and sighed.

There goes nothing.

He jumped up from his couch, and just when he was about to enter Lisbon's office, his heart plummeted. Lisbon was on the phone with somebody, and the feeling in his stomach didn't really help with what he knew was about to follow – somehow, he had to have seen this coming.

He couldn't help but feeling like shit, though. It hurt so much that the feeling was almost... alien to him.

Lisbon was too caught up in the conversation to see him standing outside her office, so Jane just took the opportunity to listen to the conversation. He'd had enough after the first thing he heard, accompanied with Lisbon's big smile.

"Uhm... Yeah, sure Gabe, I'll be on my way to you."

A/N: I know, short and stupid. But let me know what you think anyways, just so that I get some strength to write a new chapter. Or maybe a tag to 5x04. I don't know. We'll see :D. Leave a REVIEW, pretty please!