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CHAPTER 5: Revealed

After introducing himself, Lisbon's psychiatrist, Dr. Asher, took a seat in the chair next to her bed and flipped a few pages on his clipboard. After adjusting his glasses, the interrogations began. "Alright," he began with a smile. "Ready?"

Lisbon nodded, seeming somewhat uncertain. When she looked at Jane for reassurance, he gave her an encouraging half-smile. "I think so," she said.

Asher glanced down at his clipboard, and then back up to Lisbon. "Can you tell me what your full name is?"

"Teresa Hope Lisbon," she recited without missing a beat.

Jane, from his seat by the window, had to smile. Hope. He still couldn't get over how ridiculously perfect it was, especially for this kind of situation.

"Good," Asher praised. "Birthday?"

"October 14th."

"Year?"

"'76."

Asher jotted something down on his clipboard. Jane smirked, wondering what on Earth he could possibly be writing. She remembers this. She remembers this, too. He was tempted to ask, but then remembered Dr. Ellis' words after Jane had caused such a fuss. The doctors had been firm about not letting him into the room while Lisbon was being questioned, but after several minutes of arguing, and even Lisbon insisting he be in there for moral support, the doctors caved. Listen, Mr. Jane, Ellis had said. Miss Lisbon does not need any distractions. This is a very important process, perhaps a bit tedious. If you are going to be in there you mustn't distract her.

Now, here he was. Not distracting her.

"Can you tell me the names of your siblings?" Asher asked Lisbon.

"Thomas, James, and Luke."

Asher smiled. "You are doing great, Teresa," he congratulated her. "Now, I have spoken with your brothers-"

Her green eyes lit up. "My brothers? Are they here?" Her excited gaze shifted to Jane. "Jane, are they here? Did they come visit me while I was asleep?"

"Of course," he replied. "Actually, I just got off the phone with Tommy about twenty minutes ago. They should be here any minute," he promised. "The team, too."

Teresa grinned. Jane smiled back, but it faded when he noticed the doctor glaring at him. "Sorry," he apologized, giving an indifferent shrug. "I thought she should know."

Lisbon bit back a smile.

"Dr. Ellis specifically ordered you not to distract her," Asher reminded Jane politely.

"Sorry," he said again, though he was not sorry at all.

Asher turned back to Lisbon. "Anyway, I have spoken with your brothers, and they have given me a few facts that I will use to quiz you about your past. Just to see how much you remember. Does that sound okay?"

"Sounds dull," she answered honestly. "But go ahead."

Jane stifled a chuckle.

"Can you tell me your parents' names?"

"David and Laura."

"Best friend in high school?"

"Jennifer White."

Asher asked these types of questions for what seemed like an eternity, and Jane began to discover things about Lisbon he never knew himself. Like, he had no idea that she used to dream of being a doctor up until her senior year of high school. He didn't know she had worked at a clothing boutique in high school, and he did not know that she jumped into the city pool to save a drowning child in the eighth grade.

"You are doing great, Teresa," Asher told her, smiling approvingly. "Just a few questions left, and I'll be all done, okay?"

She nodded stiffly, clearly bored. "Okay."

"What is the last thing you remember?"

Jane leaned forward, suddenly intrigued.

Lisbon's browed knitted together. "Uh, what do you mean?"

"I mean, not including these last few moments after you woke up, what do you remember?"

Her expression relaxed a bit. "Oh," she said softly, leaning against the pillow on her bed. She seemed to be replaying the memories in her mind. "It was a busy work day," she began. "It was stressful. Jane was misbehaving, as per usual." She threw him a look, followed by a small, teasing smile which he attempted to return. "I mean... everything seemed normal. I went home, parked my car in its usual spot. I went to my apartment, made myself some coffee." She looked at the doctor. "I always have coffee."

Asher nodded. "Interesting. Go on."

"Right," she replied. "I watched TV. I went to sleep." She looked away from the doctor. "Now that I think about it, I don't recall waking up."

"Miss Lisbon, I have to ask. Were you taking antidepressants?"

She blinked, staring confusedly at the doctor. She opened her mouth once, then closed it, like a fish. "Why would I take antidepressants?" Then, she threw her gaze to Jane. "Was I depressed? Did something happen?"

"You tell me," he retorted.

She flinched. "What are you-"

"How can you not remember?" he demanded, cutting her off. "I truly don't understand how you could just... forget something like this. Something so huge."

"Mr. Jane!" Asher scolded harshly. "Dr. Ellis instructed you-"

"I know what Ellis said!" he shouted as he jumped up from his seat. He looked at the weak, startled woman in the hospital bed and softened his voice slightly. "You really don't remember?" he hissed.

She pressed her lips together, shaking her head. "I don't remember, Jane. I'm sorry."

"Please leave, Mr. Jane," Asher ordered.

Jane ignored him. "You don't remember jumping?"

Lisbon's eyes widened. "What?"

Asher stood abruptly. "Mr. Jane, I've asked you once. I will not ask you again."

Again, Jane paid no attention to him, and it appeared Lisbon wasn't paying attention to him either. "What are you talking about, Jane?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"You tried to kill yourself," he told her flatly.

Her jaw dropped.

This time, Asher was not polite. "You have five seconds to leave this room now or I will have you escorted out. Leave, Mr. Jane. Now."

He threw his hands up in defeat, turning on his heel and walking swiftly from Lisbon's room without looking back to see her confused, panic-stricken face.

Author's Note: He wouldn't be Patrick Jane if he didn't break the rules. ;) Reviews would be lovely!