Grace Van Pelt had seen some odd things in her life-time, most of which she'd seen while working with the CBI, but what she saw when she walked into her bosses office this particular Saturday morning had to be the weirdest. Lisbon was sitting on her couch with a baby grow in her hands, humming. Van Pelt lent against the doorframe, she didn't want to have to interrupt the moment. She'd never head the lullaby before but it obviously meant something to her boss. She lent too far back causing the door to creak and alerting her boss to her presence.

"Oh God Grace, how long are you standing there." She said dropping the baby-grow off the table.

"Just here. Why?" she lied.

"Uh I got a present from my brother in the post this morning and it's set my hormones off." She picked up the garment and putting it in a little basket on the table she pushed it towards the younger agent.

"Oh Boss this is gorgeous." She smiled. The basket held an assortment of different baby clothes.

"Tommy's very excited about becoming an uncle… again." She laughed and fingered the blanket at the bottom of the pile. These were the first baby items she'd gotten. Just then her office phone went off. She got up slowly and went over for it, leaving Grace to coo over the tiniest shoes she'd ever seen.

"Senior Agent Lisbon speaking." She said smiling as Van Pelt made the little booties walk across the table.

"Teresa…" her heart stopped.

"Jane!" she whispered. Grace looked up.

"It's James now. Patrick James." He said still softly.

"Patrick James. Good to hear from you." She smiled. "What are you doing ringing this number." She turned around and didn't even notice Van Pelt stand up and leave the room.

"I just wanted to. I didn't think I needed permission."

"You don't. but I think it's a bit reckless when there are people looking for you."

"And I'm normally so careful aren't I."

"That's true." She rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me Teresa." He said and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh Jane…" There was silence for a while.

"Teresa have you something to tell me?" He said after a while, even softer then before.

"have I…"

"I… I saw a picture of the team two weeks ago…." He paused again.

"Yes Jane…"

"and I noticed something…Are you and Mashbu…"

"Me and Mashburn! What no!" she said almost dropping the phone. "What could make you think that?"

"I thought I saw...It looked like you…" He stopped.

"Jane" she said almost holding her breath.

"Yes."

"you know don't you." .

"I'm at your apartment." He said simply. She couldn't make out his tone.

"Jane no! It's too risky they might find you!" she said but all that greeted her was dial tone.

/ / / / /

Grace leant over Rigsby's chair and whispered in his ear.

"She's on the phone with Jane." Rigsby jumped.

"What?"

"Jane rang her. she's going to tell him." She grinned.

"Over the phone?"

"Well he's not in the country. What else can she do?" as she finished that sentence Lisbon came out of her office.

"I have to go I don't think I'll be back in until tomorrow. There paperwork I haven't finished but if Hightower come in looking for it tell her I'll be in early in the morning to finish it. tell her I've a family emergency." She said not stopping to look at either of them. She was in the elevator and gone before they could blink.

"that cant be good." Wayne said watching the door close. Grace just stared on.

/ / / / /

She hit the steering wheel again as if it could somehow make the traffic in front of her move faster. He was at her apartment now. All alone, with almost every cop in the area looking for him. And he knew. Finally. She thought she'd feel relieved when he found out. But she found she was even more terrified. What would he say.

/ / / / /

he closed his eyes to calm himself. He could taste sick in his mouth from the mere thought of her having some other mans child, of some other man touching her, like he'd touched her. he tried to think of who's it could be. She'd said to no to Mashburn, maybe something had happened with Cho… he shook his head. Ridiculous. A drunken night with Rigsby. No he was too hung up on Grace. Some randomer… but that wasn't like the Teresa he knew. He laughed. Did he ever known her. had she been pregnant when they'd been together. When he'd told her how he felt. Or was it afterwards when he'd left when she knew he loved her. his eyes shot open it suddenly dawned on him. Him. The baby was his! He threw his hands over his face. It had been such a shock that she was pregnant that it never clicked with him that it was his child. He found a smile spread across his face. He froze. He hadn't expected that response. His heart dropped slightly as he thought of Charlotte. How could he smile. She was gone. Could he love another child as much? He thought of Lisbon. He smiled again

/ / / / /

She opened the door and, taking a deep breath, she walked in. he was standing in front of the couch when she got in. his eyes immediately went to her now nicely rounded 16 week stomach. And his smile widened.

"Teresa…" he whispered. She didn't know what came over her but she felt her eyes tear up. Damn hormones. she thought blinking back tears.

"Only you could figure it out with a photograph." She shook her head.

"What can I say I know you too well." He grinned. "You're holding yourself entirely different."

"And… and you're ok with this." She asked her hands moving to her hips. He shook his head and she froze, he took a step towards her.

"You have no idea how ok I am with this." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "We're having a baby." He whispered kissing her forehead.

"I know. Trust me. I've known for a few months now."

"I'm sorry I wasn't here." He sighed. She laughed.

"It's ok. You couldn't help it. Red John was more important." She said.

"No. Red John was important. You are more important."

"Jane I don't expect you to be totally ok with this. I know Charlotte…"

"Teresa I love my daughter. I always will. And I will be telling our child about her. and as for Angela. My wife will always be important to me, and I know you can understand that. But…" he paused. She looked up at him.

"Jane you don't have to."

"Teresa I love you! I love you so much. I know you probably wont believe me, but i have for quite a while now. I just didn't…" she suddenly laughed. "Oh this is funny to you is it. I'm telling you something intense and personal and you laugh." He took a step back, she covered her mouth.

"I'm sorry. This is just so unlike you. All those years and this is where we are."

"These hormones have really changed you. I'm not sure what to say anymore."

"When have you ever worried about saying something to get you in trouble."

"Since I was hoping to stay here tonight." He whispered and she laughed again.

/ / / / /

He kissed the top of her head as she curled up against him. He smiled, that odd goofy smile again. But it faded as he remembered the last time he'd had that smile. When Angela told him she was pregnant. Was it possible he was just as happy now as he had been then? He looked back down at her and he knew.

"Jane what are we going to do. You're going to have to leave again." She said looking up.

"No. I'm staying. I can't go anywhere. I'll quit my job in London and I'll be here for you." She sat up.

"Jane they're still looking for you. The heat may be gone off with the new video evidence, but they still want you! And now there are evading charges. Until your cleared completely it's too dangerous here!"

"Teresa stop cop-talking to me. You're far too naked for that." She laughed.

"Stop it!" she poked him and he just hugged her against him.

"Go to sleep Teresa. We can talk tomorrow." She nodded lightly and settled down against his chest.

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