Stay
A Jane & Lisbon Story
By Brown Eyes Parker
Summary:
Jane and Lisbon's budding romance is threatened with the return of billionaire Walter Mashburn. Who will Lisbon choose? The man who can give her empty glamour? Or the one who's been there all along? Inspired by "Stay" by SafetySuit.
Dedicated to:
watchyouwalk (Autumn), because we were IMing one night, and she helped me come up with the idea of Jane and Lisbon's romance being threatened by Mashburn's return. Thanks for being my muse Autumn.
To Jisbon4ever (Laura), just because she's totally awesome, and one of my best friends on (Love Patricia)
Love,
Holly
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything. If I did, I wouldn't even be writing this story right now.
Author's Note:
Had a GREAT weekend with my siblings. We got to see my friend that I've been friends with for sixteen years, and then we went to the movie theater and saw "Beastly". A movie that I am recommending to everybody. It was SO sweet. Oh! And Happy Spring to everybody, I hope it's nice wherever you are.
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Chapter 7
Don't think that I can't feel that there's something wrong
You've been the sweetest part of my life for so long
I look in your eyes, there's a distant light
And you and I know, there will be a storm tonight
This is getting serious
Are you thinking about you or us?
Don't say what you're about to say
Look back before you leave my life
Be sure before you close that door
Before you roll those dice, baby think twice
Baby think twice for the sake of our love
For the memory
For the fire and the faith that was you and me
Babe, I know it ain't easy when your soul cries out for higher ground
'Cause when you're half way up, you're always half-way down
But baby, this is serious
Are you thinking about you, or us?
Don't say what you're about to say
Look back before you leave my life
Be sure before you close that door
Before you roll those dice
Baby, think twice
Baby this is serious
Are you thinking about you, or us?
Baby. . . don't say what you're 'bout to say, no no no
Look before you leave my life, don't leave my life
Be sure before you close that door
Before you roll those dice
Don't do what you're about to do
My everything depends on you – I depend on you
And whatever it takes, I'll sacrifice
Before you roll those dice, baby think twice
Think Twice, Celine Dion_
I wanna be the face you see when you close your eyes
I wanna be the touch you need every single night
I wanna be your fantasy and be your reality, and everything between
I want you to need me like the air you breathe
I want you to feel me in everything
I want you to see me in your every dream
The way that I taste you, feel you, breathe you, need you
I want you to need me like I need you
I Want You to Need Me, Celine Dion_
Let's go out and do something tonight," Jane said to Lisbon a couple of days later. He was finally going to lay everything out there and tell Lisbon how he felt about her. "Just the two of us—"
"I wish I could. . . " Lisbon said, her cheeks flushing red. "But. . . I made plans with Walter tonight. I did it without thinking. He's leaving tomorrow, and today was the only time. . . and I'm sorry Jane."
All the color drained from his Jane's face, and suddenly it felt like his world was going to collapse around his ears. He watched Lisbon tidy up her desk, her dark hair falling in her face. She was seeing Mashburn. . . again. He swallowed hard, but it didn't stop the bitterness from coming out of his mouth. "You. . . you like him."
"I enjoy his company," Lisbon answered, turning off her lamp.
Jane could barely speak, his heart was beating too fast. "Lisbon—"
She whirled around. "What? It's not like you've really staked your claim on me. I'm free to see whoever I want. I'm free to do whatever I please."
Implications of her statement crashed over him like a wave he couldn't escape, but couldn't. Her words were like poison to his soul.
She was half-way to the door when he recovered enough to speak. He followed her out to the elevator and as she got on, he allowed himself to say the things he hadn't been able to say the first time she went on a date with Mashburn.
"If you sleep with him again, you can forget about EVER coming back to me! I don't think I could handle that pain again!"
A hush fell over the floor and people started to whisper, rehashing gossip that had been quiet for over a year. The elevator doors rolled shut before she got a chance to reply. And Jane was left, wishing the words back again. He knew he had to catch Lisbon before she left. He had to apologize before she did something that they both regretted.
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"Teresa!" He shouted, chasing her to her car.
"I have to go, or I'm going to be late," she said without looking at him.
"Teresa, stop!" Jane said, falling to his knees and wrapping his arms around her legs. He buried his face into her knees.
"What do you want from me Jane?" Lisbon asked. "What!"
"I want you to need me, I want you to want me, I want you to need me like I need you," came his muffled his answer. "I want you to stay with me. I want you to stay with me forever. Please stay with me!"
Lisbon was used to Jane's childish antics, but his holding onto her legs and begging her to stay was a new level of childishness. . . even for him. Before she even had a chance to shake him off, or even reply, he stood and was kissing her like she had never been kissed before. "Stay, stay, stay. . ."
"Oh my. . ." She gasped and pulled away. She yanked her hand through her hair and covered her mouth with her other hand. She was shaking from head-to-toe. She drew a sharp breath and looked at Jane like she was just really seeing him for the first time. Her lip quivered and she had to fight off the hot tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. "I have to go."
"Lisbon. . . I'm sorry—"
"I'm sorry," Lisbon replied, getting into her car. "I have to go now. But we'll talk later. . . I promise."
Jane watched her drive away, and for that moment in time, he had felt more helpless than he had ever felt before in his life.
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Lisbon waited until she was a couple of miles from the CBI to pull over and allow herself a full release of the tears she had been holding back since Jane's lips had touched her's. He did love her! He did want her! It was so obvious in his kisses. And in his words. . . entreating her to stay. And if she hadn't promised Mashburn to introduce him to one of her friends, she would have stayed with Jane. She found a tissue and cried into it. . . hardly able to believe that she had almost thrown everything she could have had with Jane away. Walter Mashburn was a great guy, but in the end. . . he just wasn't the man who had been there all along.
TBC. . .