Hey guys :) I did my best and managed to finish the new chapter for you. It's even longer than the last one and I really hope you like it just as much. There's an M rated part, but like I already said it's not too smutty. I changed the Pike part for MentalistLover13, because she had a really good idea that I wanted to include in this story. Thanks for that :) and thank you so much for all the nice reviews, you guys are the best. xx

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The sun was already setting when Jane woke up from the best sleep he'd had in years. He slowly opened his eyes, a bit irritated by the weight on his chest at first, but then he remembered and a smile crept on his face. Teresa was lying half on top of him, sound asleep. He didn't remember cuddling up with her, he must have fallen asleep when she'd been in the shower. He carefully placed a hand on the small of her back, just to hold her a bit. His other hand wandered down her petite body, just to notice her bare legs and the soft fabric of her panties. She was wearing her football tricot, but it must have ridden up over her butt during her sleep, much to his pleasure. His hand wandered up again to brush a strand out of her face. She looked so peaceful and beautiful and all he wanted was staying like this forever, just staring at her and relishing the moment.

A short while later her eyelids began to flutter and he held her a bit closer to prevent her from just rolling away from him when she woke up.

„Good evening, sleepyhead." Jane whispered when she finally opened her eyes. She startled a bit before she remembered what had happened the night before. She shifted her body a bit under his grip to be able to face him, still laying half on top of him.

„Evening." she said with a smile, cheeks flushed.

Jane's hands wandered up to the back of her head to draw her closer and kiss her tenderly on the lips. They both tasted like sleep, but it didn't matter.

„God, I'm starving." Lisbon said when they broke apart again and her growling stomach underlined her words. She didn't even remember when she'd eaten something the last time. Probably about 24 hours ago.

„Yeah, me too. Room service?"

„Definitely."

She rolled over and let Jane sat up to call the reception. She laid there for a few seconds, again realizing what was happening, before she got up and tiptoed over to the bathroom. She'd deliberately ignored her phone on the bedside table, even though she felt like it was staring at her and judging her for basically cheating on her still-quasi-boyfriend.

When she came back, she found Jane holding it to his ear and pure horror flooded her. What the hell was he doing?

„Alright. 20 minutes. Thank you." he hang up then and when he saw Lisbon's inquiring look, he pointed to the room phone.

„It didn't work, so I used your phone. You have uh… 20 missed calls from Pike by the way." Relieve, followed by a new wave of guilt. She needed to end this. Now.

„Oh god, I'm a horrible person. I should call him now. I… I'll go outside for it."

„Okay." Jane gave her an encouraging smile. „But you're the least horrible person I know, Teresa. Please don't make yourself feel bad. If anyone is to blame here, then it is me, because I was stupid enough to almost let you go."

„You were stupid, but so was I. I was stupid enough to tell him I would marry him even though I knew I didn't really love him. That wasn't fair."

Jane raised an eyebrow. „You're engaged?" She saw the pure horror in his eyes. „I didn't even know he asked you! Yesterday you said you weren't getting married."

„And I wasn't! I said yes when I was on my way to the airport."

„Because you were angry with me?"

„I guess."

„Well, have fun breaking his heart then."

Lisbon shot him a glare. „Seriously Jane, it's not funny."

„And I don't think it is. I'm sorry."

She took a deep breath and put on her trousers, before walking towards the balcony door.

It was hot outside, even though the sun was almost set completely. She took another deep breath before dialing Pike's number. He answered quickly.

„Teresa! Thank god! I tried to reach you the whole day, what happened? I saw Jane on the news? He was hauled off an airplane to DC… and they interviewed some passengers, who said he'd sneaked onto the plane to declare his love to a woman. It was like a scene from a movie, they said. And the woman actually ran after him. What's going on, Teresa?"

„Uh, yeah, I'm sorry…I… I slept through the whole day… it's… it was on the news?!" She covered her face with her free hand and sighed.

„So is it true? Did Jane chase after you?"

„Oh god… Yes. Yes, he did."

„And he told you that he loves you?"

Teresa took a deep breath and closed her eyes. „Yes."

Pike was silent for a moment, probably thinking about what that meant.

„And you ran after him after he was hauled off." It wasn't a question.

„Yes."

She was probably supposed to say more, to give him an explanation, but she couldn't. All words seemed to be wiped away from her brain.

„So what did you tell him then? That he's too late, that you're engaged? Look, Teresa, I understand if you wanted to talk to him after…"

She cut him off. She couldn't listen to that. She just couldn't.

„No. No, I asked him if he meant what he said."

„And?"

„He did mean what he said. And… and I told him that I feel the same way."

Another pause and Teresa could him hear taking a deep breath.

„You… you do?"

„Yes, I do. I'm sorry, Marcus. I really am."

Silence. It felt like an eternity.

„Well, you moved to Texas for him in a heartbeat, but you needed weeks to decide if you want to move to DC with me… I should have seen it."

„I'm sorry."

„I should have known that this would happen. I mean, it was obvious."

Teresa felt tears prickling in her eyes. This wasn't easy at all. She didn't want to hurt him, he was a good guy. But she knew she had to.

„You've loved him all this time, didn't you?"

„Yes. I did. And I'm sorry."

„I just wish you'd have made up your mind before we started dating. I mean, come on, Teresa! You've known this guy for 12 years!" Pike paused „Well, I guess I can't compete with that."

„I hope you'll find someone who is honest with you. And I'm sorry I couldn't be that someone."

„It's okay, Teresa. I understand. At least I'm trying to. Just… Just tell me one thing. Why did you agree to marry me yesterday, just to throw yourself into the arms of another man right after? I… I just don't get it, Teresa."

Silence. Again. And this time it was an even more awkward kind of silence, because she had no idea what to tell him.

„I… I was angry at Jane. And I never thought he would actually… that he really… oh god, I'm sorry, Marcus. I used you, because I thought I could never have the one I really wanted. I tried so hard to be happy, I actually started to believe I was. But now I know that I wasn't. I'm terribly sorry… I don't even know what to say."

Marcus took another deep breath. „Well, I guess that's it then. I hope he was worth sacrificing what we had."

Lisbon couldn't suppress a sob, although he was a bit melodramatic. They'd only been together for a month after all.

„Goodbye Marcus." she said quietly. „I really am sorry."

„Yeah, me too. Goodbye Teresa."

And that was it. Just like that.

She wiped away the tears from her cheeks and went back inside, somehow feeling relieved and devastated at the same time. Jane was at the door, answering the room service. When he returned with their food on a tray, he noticed of course that she'd been crying, so he put the tray down and came over to her to draw her into his arms and hold her closely.

„Are you okay?" he asked.

„Yes." she murmured against his chest. „I guess breakups are never easy."

„Probably. Not that I know from personal experience. I've never had to break up with anyone."

Lisbon looked up to him in surprise. „Never?"

„Never. I met Angela when I was 16. We got together and we stayed together until Red John took her away from me. Well, you know about following 13 years… and now I'm with you, and breaking up with you is like the last thing I'd ever do."

„Wow… that's…uh…Well, that's good to know." Lisbon smiled and stood up on her tiptoes to place a kiss on his lips.

„And now I really need to eat. I feel like I'm about to faint."

She sat down on the bed, back leaning against the bed-head and put the tray down on her legs.

„A bear claw! How'd you get that?"

Jane grinned mischievously and crawled next to her onto the bed.

„By promising an extra-extra tip."

Lisbon gave him one of her „Really?"-looks and took a big bite of the sweet pastry.

„Mhhm. This is delicious. And there are two more of them! God, I love you, Jane."

The words came out so easily and casually that she was startled by herself for a moment. But Jane seemed to be utterly happy by hearing those three little words, so she recovered pretty quickly and continued enjoying her bear claw. Her cheeks kept a slight shade of pink though.

„Well, I love you too." he said just as casually before taking the plate with eggs from the tray.

„How can this be weird and not weird at all at the same time? I'm so confused." Teresa said after she'd finished her first bear claw.

„Hmm, well, it's just natural that you are confused. You've planned on moving and marrying another man and now you're here. And we've known each other for a long time… changes tend to confuse people."

„Aren't you confused?"

„No. I know what I want now and I'm finally ready for it. You make me happy, Teresa. And I'm sorry that I needed so much time to tell you how I feel. You know why it took me so long and you know that it's still hard for me… and that is one of the reasons why I love you so much. You know the worst sides of me…" he paused and looked at her.

„…and I still love you." she said quietly.

„…and you still love me…" Jane raised an eyebrow and smirked a bit „Probably because I keep providing you with bear claws."

She grinned at that and took another joyful bite. „That might be one of the reasons."

„Besides my charming personality and my incredibly gorgeous looks of course."

Teresa slapped him for that comment, of course she did. She laughed and almost choked on her bear claw.

„You shouldn't be so cocksure of yourself, you can certainly be a pain in the ass."

„Yeah, you used to tell me that on a daily basis. You haven't in a while though. Why is that?"

„Well, I guess that changed with everything else."

„I'm glad everything has changed." Jane smiled a little and she knew what he meant. Happier times had begun and that was worth all changes.

„Yeah, me too."

Half an hour later Teresa was cuddled up against Jane's chest, while they were watching a documentary about the amazon.

„I always wanted to travel the world. You know, when I was young. I dreamed about backpacking through Europe, doing a safari in Africa and discovering the jungle, but I've never done any of that. I've hardly ever left the United States." Teresa said while playing with the collar of Jane's shirt, eyes focused on the TV.

„Well, you can still do it. We could do it. If you want."

She smiled sadly. „I wish it were that easy."

„But it is that easy. What's holding you back?"

„I have a job? And…"

Jane cut her off. „Meh. You could take a sabbatical. You deserve it. And life's not supposed to be dedicated to working only."

Lisbon thought about that for a moment. „I guess you're right. It's just… my job is all I've ever known. I never had much time for going out with friends or anything because I had to take care of my brothers. And then I went to police academy and I knew I had to succeed for a better life. And that thought always haunted me, I guess."

Jane placed a kiss on her hair, his hand caressing the small of her back.

„Well, you have a good life now. Time to start making your dreams come true."

„I even wrote a bucket list when I was like 16. I think I still have it somewhere."

„Interesting. Most people never comply with these lists. You shouldn't be one of them, Teresa. You should live your life to the fullest."

„A bit philosophic today, huh?"

„Maybe. But I meant what I said a few weeks ago. I want you to be as happy as possible, no matter what it takes."

Lisbon shifted a bit in her position and crawled on top of him to look him in the eyes.

„I am happy." she said and smiled sincerely. „I am now."

Before he could say another word she leaned down and kissed him tenderly, one hand buried in his curls. He wrapped both of his arms tightly around her, one hand resting on her back and the other on her neck. The kiss was quickly growing more passionate and when Lisbon felt Jane's tongue touching her lips she didn't hesitate a second to let him in and welcome him with her own.

They both moaned quietly in pleasure, starting to feel lightheaded by the new sensation they felt. They'd secretly waited so long for this and even though their relationship was mainly based on deep and pure love, there was and had always been a great deal of sexual tension between them. Some people would say it came naturally together and others would say it were two things that could as well go without each other, but Jane had always been one to find true sexual pleasure only with a woman he truly loved. And now, after over 13 years of abstinence it almost felt like he was on drugs.

His hands were trembling when he tried to pull off her tricot, but he succeeded and was completely stunned for a moment by the sight he revealed. Teresa gave him a challenging smile while she unbuttoned his shirt, feeling his gaze on her breasts. She didn't need long and when she leaned down to kiss him again and naked skin touched naked skin it almost felt like an electric shock between them.

His hands wandered up and down her petite body, trying to memorize every part of it.

Teresa moaned quietly, enjoying the shivers his touches sent through her.

It didn't take them long to get rid of the remaining clothes that kept them apart and Teresa couldn't remember when she'd felt that aroused the last time. It took all her power to keep it slow and sensual. Jane sealed her lips with another kiss, hands softly caressing her back.

God, this felt so good. So right. They had such a deep emotional connection, that the physical touch felt even more intense, almost like they could look into each others souls.

Smiling, Lisbon looked down into his eyes. His pupils were dilated and she knew exactly how he felt, because she felt just the same. She kept her eyes locked on his, before she slowly sat down on him and let him enter her.

It felt like an explosion of feelings, electricity sizzling between them. They both groaned at the same time, kissing longingly and soon finding a steady but firm rhythm.

Teresa pulled away from their kiss, but stayed close to him, one hand gently touching his cheek. She smiled. She smiled her broadest smile for him and Jane realized another time how much he wanted this. Wanted her. And how much he loved her. Every time she smiled at him he fell in love with her all over again. He remembered all the cases they'd solved together, all the adventures they'd experienced, all the trouble and all the fun they had. And how she'd always been there for him and had never given up on him, when everyone else had. In that moment, with her as close to him as it was physically possible, he knew that he was actually happy again. That he'd survived a nightmare that couldn't have been worse and that he was actually able to smile sincerely again. And he knew he wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for her. He felt somehow complete, like he hadn't done in over 13 years.

„I love you." she whispered and Jane couldn't help a few tears escaping his eyes. She wiped them away, like she'd always had, even though metaphorically and kissed the spots on his face where she'd caught them. Tenderly. Lovingly.

Jane brushed some strands of hair out of her beautiful face and smiled up to her, still silently crying.

„I love you."

He kissed her and held her closely, just to bring himself on top of her with a quick and handy move.

„When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state…"

He whispered into her ear, while continuing making love to her. His voice sent shivers up and down her spine.

„And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself, and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope…"

He kissed her neck tenderly and she moaned with pleasure. Patrick Jane was probably the only man on earth who could recite Shakespeare while making love to a woman and be even more attractive. Most men would probably make fool out of themselves if they tried to do such a thing, but not Patrick Jane.

„Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,

Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least…"

His voice was low and hoarse, although just quietly whispered, when he recited the sonnet in between kisses. Wild sensation was bubbling up in her and she knew she'd never felt more home than in that very moment.

„Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.*"

(* Shakespeare Sonnet 29)

With the feeling of him inside of her, his lips on her neck and his voice in her ear, it didn't take her long to find satisfaction and he followed right after. Her heart was racing, her cheeks were flushed and she felt a pleasurable mixture of exhaustion and happiness.

„Please never stop doing that." she said after a short while, still a bit breathless, while her head was resting on his bare chest.

„Doing what?"

„Reciting Shakespeare."

Jane chuckled. „Yeah, I thought you'd like that."

"Well, I have to admit it's incredibly seductive in a really strange way."

Lisbon sighed contently. They had done it. The next step. And it had even been better than she'd always imagined. It was another thing Patrick Jane was outstandingly good at and she enjoyed it completely. Sleeping with him had felt completely different than sleeping with Pike. It'd been so much more intense and had felt so much more right. 12 years. And they'd finally done it. 12 years after she'd first secretly imagined it.

Jane couldn't help remembering the last time he'd made love to a woman, such a long time ago when his beautiful Angela had still been a part of this world. He suddenly felt the heavy weight of his ring on this finger and for the first time he felt like taking it off. He'd decided to try and move on, to love again and to give himself a chance to find happiness. It didn't feel right to wear it when he loved another woman. Loving Teresa didn't mean forgetting Angela or Charlotte, it just meant that there was another beautiful woman in his life, one that saved him and made him just as happy. It was hard to accept, but he knew he didn't have to feel guilty. And he didn't. It surprised him, but he actually didn't feel guilty. He felt good, because he was finally ready. Because he didn't want to apologize for loving her.

Jane sat up and automatically made Lisbon sitting up too, since her head had still been resting on his chest. She gave him an confused look, but he just shook his head and looked down on his ring, nervously fiddling with it.

Teresa felt a stitch in her chest, like a needle was slowly and painfully piercing her heart. Had it been too much? Had he not been ready after all? Would she ever even be able to live up to the standards of his wife?

„Jane, I…" she started without even knowing what she wanted to say.

„No. Wait. Don't… don't ever think that I love you less than I love her. I need you to know that you're not just a cheaper replacement. I fell in love once and I lost her and I fell in love again. She saved me from my father and you saved me after I lost her. And I… I just can't feel guilty for loving you. And I don't want to."

Teresa felt her eyes filling with tears. She was deeply touched by his words, even more than by his first declaration. She knew how much he'd loved Angela and to know that she didn't have to compete with her was not only a relieve, but an honor and proof for how much she must mean to him.

„God, Jane, I…" A few tears escaped her eyes and a lump was building up in her throat. Her gaze followed his down on his ring. He was still fiddling with it, giving her a short look before pulling it off his finger with a quick move. He pressed in into her hand and left in there, while his eyes were locked on hers.

The ring felt heavy in her hand. She felt another wave of tears that desperately wanted to escape but she bit them back. This was too important. „I want you to keep it safe."

„I will." she whispered, closing her eyes and interrupting their contact for a second. „I will." Lisbon looked down on Jane's wedding ring and back up to him, completely stunned by what just had happened.

She'd watched him so many times fiddling with his ring over the years, especially back at the CBI before he'd killed Red John. It was a habit, he'd done it when he was nervous or anxious or when he was lying on his couch, completely lost in thoughts. She'd often thought about how lonely he must feel, how lost and cold, without anyone to ever give him some comfort. There was so much more between his arrogant, self-assured and always smiling facade. There were so many emotions, there was a complicated past that made him doubt himself sometimes and there was a great ability to love and to do good. Most people never managed to look behind his facade, but she did. She'd always seen more in him. He was a good man, good at heart, but he'd been through much and sometimes he'd just forget about it. He'd worked as a conman because it was all he'd ever known. It was what his father had taught him and it was what he'd done when he was just a young boy, even though his conscience had plagued him. He'd told her about it in one of the rare moments he'd opened up to her. He'd never felt good conning people and one day his arrogant facade had ultimately caused a serial killer to go after his family. He'd gotten the payback he'd always been afraid of. And since then he'd never called himself a psychic or a medium anymore. He wasn't a conman anymore. He was just a man with an incredibly good perceptivity. And he'd started to use it in order to do good. Of course he'd kept some bad habits from his past as a conman, but Lisbon believed that he'd never actually realized how much good he was doing with his skills, because he'd been too filled up with self-hatred and self-depreciation.

A tear was spilling down her cheek as she looked at him and she couldn't help the insuperable urge to hug him, to hold him close like nobody had in years. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him close, let him bury his face on her shoulder.

And they stayed like that the whole night, giving each other warmth and comfort, only changing to a lying position at one point, until they both fell asleep, exhausted and utterly satisfied.

That's it for now, but I'm already on the next chapter. I don't know why, but I always felt like reciting Shakespeare during sex is something Jane would do. It's a bit weird, but well - I kinda like the idea, haha. :D