I'm so happy you liked "Cute" - I just couldn't think of anything else than Patrick/Simon holding the baby - and all I could do was squeal +laughs+ Thanks for your reviews!!! +happy dance+

You know what's cruel? "Flame Red" containes two scenes that are perfect for a story...

I had much fun writing this one, and I hope you'll have as much fun reading it :)

NINE - No need to know

Some time during "Flame Red", referring to the beginning of the episode and the "mind read"-trick.

"You wanted to talk to me?" Patrick Jane asked, poking his head through the half open door to Teresa Lisbon's office.

"Yep, come in, and close the door please."

He lifted an eyebrow and smirked.

"You don't plan anything inappropriate, do you?"

Lisbon rolled her eyes at his question, but didn't say anything till the door was closed. Then she left her place behind here desk to come around it and stop in front of her colleague.

"I want you to show me how it works," she said, looking at him intensely.

His eyes widened a bit; though the smirk was still there, he was seriously considering that 'inappropriate' hadn't been that wrong.

"How what works?" he carefully asked.

"How this trick works. I want to learn it." It took him much to stop his jaw from dropping to his feet.

"Why?"

"Just because… well… just because." She wasn't about to tell him that the thought of him actually reading her thoughts made her somewhat nervous, though she didn't want to believe it. But as a matter of fact, she did. And because kicking herself hadn't been helpful...

"Not the best explanation."

"It doesn't matter, why, Jane. I just want to know it."

"Does matter to me. I can't just give away my tricks. And my chance of reading your mind." She ignored the last comment.

"Come on, keeping it all for yourself isn't fair."

"I had to learn it all by myself. And you will, too."

"I don't have to, because I have you."

"You might have me, but that doesn't mean you have my tricks. And powers."

"I have a gun."

"Good reason."

Coughing slightly, he arranged the two chairs of her office so that they were standing across from the other.

"Sit down."

"You're really doing it?" Teresa asked surprised. He didn't answer, but only patted one of the chairs' seats. So she sat down wordlessly, grinning happily.

"Alright, close your eyes." She did as she was bidden - and never saw the delicate smile on Patrick's lips. "I need you to concentrate. Your mind has to be cleared of everything except this very place and time now. Just listen to my voice, let it guide you; leave the world behind you and let your mind become light; fly away from here."

Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered why he was obviously hypnotizing her, but it didn't matter than, because she had already fallen into the trance. Her breath evened out; though she wasn't sleeping and was still aware of what happened around her, she was completely relaxed.

It was then that she heard the rustling of clothes and felt his breath on her face. Yet she couldn't react - and to her surprise, it didn't even make her nervous.

"Some secrets shouldn't be shared - it would take the magic from them," he whispered into her ear and she shivered slightly, feeling goose bumps all over her body.

And just when she thought he would lean back again, he surprised her when he kissed her gently on the cheek.

"You may come back now," he then told her in a low voice. When she opened her eyes, he was already gone. It was then that she realized she felt like she had just slept for hours. She smiled and shook her head, thanking Jane silently.

Maybe she should at least memorize this trick.

END