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Teresa woke up in a very different position than what she was in when she fell asleep. She wasn't up against the wall anymore, she was lying down, and Patrick was snuggled up on top of her. She was very warm, and very comfortable. Then she realized something she hadn't noticed before, it was hot in there. The air conditioning had gone out, yet again. She didn't care though. She just kept thinking about what had happened the night before. It broke her heart to know he walked around with so much pain inside of him, even told her he had tried to end his life, it had really scared her. He had tried so desperately to keep it all hidden away. He had let her in though, and she wouldn't tell a soul anything they had discussed and she knew that he knew that. As she looked down at him she smiled, he had both arms wrapped around her tightly, almost afraid that if he didn't hold her so tight, she'd disappear. She heard him softly snoring as she began to gently stoke his hair, his neck, and his back, apparently he knew the air conditioning was out too, he was sweating, his hair was wet, and so were his neck, and back. She knew her shirt was wet too, but she didn't care, she was enjoying him being so peaceful and calm. He had stopped snoring, and started to snuggle, and softly sighed. Even holding her tighter than he already had her. She could barely breath, but didn't care, she just wanted him to know he was safe.

He began to ease his way up, and looked at her, they both smiled at each other, she could see the sweat running down in his shirt. "Uh, I'm sorry, uh." "Patrick your fine." "Am I hurting you?" "No, of course not." He laid back down, but only for a moment before the dreaded alarm went off. "Oh jeez, I'm sorry." "It's okay." He eased himself back up, and moved off so she could get up. She got up, and walked upstairs saying something that sounded like "stupid clock." He smiled at her and shook his head. While she began coming back down stairs, he got up and they just starred at each other for a moment. "I guess I better get going, I didn't mean to bother you last night." "Patrick you were no bother, when ever you need to talk or anything, I'm here for you, okay?" He couldn't resist the urge, so he hugged her tightly and thanked her again. "Now, lets see, I have a suit here I bought for you, and also some other things in case you needed them, come upstairs, I'll get your stuff and you can take a shower." "Thank you so much, Teresa I don't expect all this." "I know, come on." They walked up stairs, and into her bed room. It was so calm and peaceful in there, so feminine and soft. He was amazed, she was so tough at work, he never really thought of her being all girly at home, it was cute. "Okay, here ya go, you won't be needing your jacket, it's suppose to up to 98 today and the heat index is going to be 112, also I don't think you'll need your vest either, but that's just me, whatever you want." "Thank you, I'll listen to you." She handed him a pair of light gray dress pants, a white dress shirt, gray socks and light blue boxers, she already knew those sleeves would be rolled up as soon as he got done. He made his way to the shower.

He was fascinated, he found out the scent she wore almost on a daily bases, lilacs, and Cinnamon. She loved floral's, and spices. He loved how he was the only one who knew such things about her, it made him feel special. As he stripped off the dirty clothing, he threw them in a pile, and he started the water, trying to get it warm not to cold, and definitely not hot. When it was adjusted to the right temperature he crawled in, and was drenched in the warm water, it felt wonderful, he rinsed himself of all the dirt, sweat and grime that covered him. He noticed the shower gel and smiled, Caress body wash and Dove shampoo and conditioner. He also noticed the pink razor hung up on he shower caddy along with the pink bath puff. He smiled again it felt so good to be surrounded by feminine things again, he missed it so much. He picked up the bottle of Caress and squeezed a little out and smelled it, it smelled like her. He began to wash, and thought to himself that he was going to smell like her today. He also washed his hair in the Dove which also smelled wonderful. As he rinsed himself off, he heard her call for him. "Patrick." "Yes." "Just leave your stuff on the floor and I'll wash our stuff later, okay?" "Okay, thank you Teresa." "Your welcome." He stayed in the water for a bit longer it felt nice, the apartment felt like 96 in there. Then he turned it off so she could have a comfortable shower too, and stepped out, dried off, and began to get dressed. He felt so clean and fresh, it felt nice. "Hey Patrick, there is a extra toothbrush in the vanity, and you can use my comb if you want." "Okay, thanks." "No problem." He smiled, it felt nice to wake up without having nightmares, being held all night, and having someone there when he woke up. It felt good not being alone. He found the toothbrush, purple, hers was pink, he softly laughed and brushed his teeth, then he combed his hair out, knowing full well that this was the neatest it would be today and he was done. He once again looked around, and quickly realized he could get used to this. It was her, and it was perfect, as he walked out of the bathroom, he rolled his sleeves up, and some buttons were undone. "Hey, if you want to shave, you can use one of my razors, I don't mind." He found it funny that she didn't hear him come out yet. "Teresa." She jumped about a foot. "I'm sorry , I didn't mean to scare you." "It's okay, your sneaky." They both laughed. "That's okay, I don't have to shave." "Oh, okay then whatever you to do is fine with me." He watched her get her stuff out for the day, medium blue jeans, a light pink cap sleeve top with three little buttons on it, and her socks, and panties, and bra. He also noticed how she tried to hide them under her clothes but he had already seen them. He couldn't help but smile as he thought "pink polka dots?" "Um, you all done?" "Yeah, you go take your shower, and I'll cook you breakfast, it's the least I could do, you did so much for me, and I really appreciate it." "You don't have to do that." "I know, I want to." Patrick kissed her cheek and made his way downstairs. He was going to surprise her.

Teresa went in and laid her stuff out on her vanity, and turned the water on warm. She was soaked through with sweat, it wasn't Patrick's fault either, it was the hot nasty weather. Gosh she hated when the air conditioning got messed up in such scorching temperatures. The water felt incredible she couldn't help but wonder how he liked smelling feminine, she hadn't thought to buy him anything masculine scented. She rinsed off all the sweat and washed her hair, and took her shower. She loved feminine scents, it made her feel good. As she rinsed off she shaved her legs knowing she was going to be wearing shorts when she got home, and thought about if he was going to stay tonight. When she was finished she turned the water off, got out, and dried off. She Blew dry he bangs, and spayed them just a little, she knew what the humidity would do to them. She dried her hair with the towel and threw it in a pony tail. She brushed her teeth and got dressed. Then put her perfume on, and stepped out.

She was surrounded by wonderful smells that had her mouth watering. She put her shoes on and went downstairs. She watched Patrick as he cooked, and realized how nice it was to have someone there with her, when she got up in the morning. "Hey, you having fun in my kitchen?" "Oh yes." "What cha got here?" She said eyeing all the delicious food he had cooked for their breakfast together. "Well I got scrambled eggs, french toast, bacon and some fruit." "Wow, you really went all out didn't you?" She laughed softly, while he watched her. "It was no bother really." "Well that's good to know." They ate their breakfast and talked about their day ahead. " I wonder what kind of cases we'll get today?" She said. "I don't know, but there all usually pretty interesting." "Yes that's true." As they finished he cleaned the table and then washed their dishes. "Patrick, you don't have to do that." "I know, I want to." "Okay." After that he went outside and she set the alarm and locked the door. "Oh wow, it's hot." Patrick said while slightly fanning himself. "Oh man." "I know, it's only supposed to get hotter too." At least there was a breeze going, but that was only hot air.

They got in her car and drove to work, it was a quiet ride, they enjoyed her air conditioning while it lasted. Then they pulled up to the CBI, got out, and both felt like they had been hit by a hot blanket fresh out of the dryer. "Whoo." Said Patrick. "I know, lets go inside, it's probably cooler in there, at least I hope." When they got inside it felt cool. They got in the elevator and went to their floor, got out and was hit with a surprise. "What happened?" Teresa asked Wayne , Cho, and Grace who were fanning themselves. "The air conditioning is out, it's only our floor, nice huh?" All Teresa said was "Uh, great." She headed to her office and Patrick headed to his couch,as he laid down on it, he propped his head on his left arm and had his right one on his tummy. He thought about everything he had confided in her about, how she held him all night, and wasn't in a hurry to let him go. He guessed if the alarm hadn't gone off, they would have laid there like that longer. How she cried with him, and soothed him. He smiled, she was such a good friend. He wondered if he could ever love again, if he could it would be her in a heartbeat. He shook his head at the thought, Red John had to be done away with first, otherwise he would hurt her too, and he would be alone, again. Plus why would she want him? He was such a mess. But at the same time she cared for him, they were friends, best friends. He knew she cared about him deeply.

Teresa walked around in her office getting things ready for the day. As she turned her computer on she found herself thinking about him. As she set down, she looked out of her blinds and watched him as he wiggled his feet and his fingers that were under his head. She shook her head. She had to talk to him about her thoughts she was having, but didn't know were to start. How was she supposed to say "hey Patrick, I think you need to stop living in that haunted house." She shook her head again. She had found out that there was an apartment for rent in her building, she had even checked it out. It looked just like hers, but with this one, he would had a nicer view of the beach, it was also right next to hers. She had even asked the land lord to keep it empty for awhile. He was very nice and agreed to it. She wondered how to confront him. She wondered what to say and how to say it without hurting him. As her thoughts drifted her away, she hadn't even noticed that Patrick was standing in her office until he said a soft "hi." "Oh hi." She jumped a little, but was okay. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, again." "Oh, it's okay, don't worry about it." As she watched him, she saw the man that came to her door last night just wanting to talk. He was quiet, but looked a little peaceful. "Well beings it's so hot I thought I would bring you some iced coffee." "Aw, thank you so much." She took it as he handed it to her. She noticed he was smiling, it was always good to see him smile. "Well, I guess I'll go." He was almost out the door when she had an idea. "Ah, wait." He turned back around, walked up to her desk, and leaned on it. "What?" "Um, are you coming over tonight, I thought maybe we could talk?" "I'll see, I don't want you to think you have to take care of me." He gently squeezed her hand and left. She wondered if he had iced tea. She shook her head, she didn't know where that thought come from.

The day passed slowly, no new leads on the case, they all pretty much got caught up on paper work and everyone cleared out, all saying byes to one another as they left. The only ones left were them two. She double checked everything as she came out of her office for the night. Then spotted Patrick on his couch, and walked over to him. "Well, I'm heading out, do you want to come over?" She didn't want to sound pushy, but at the same time she was worried sick about him. "I think I'm gonna stay here for a little bit." "Okay, well if you want to, your more than welcome, okay?" He raised his hand up and took hers in it, and gently squeezed, while she covered his hand his hers. Then they parted. "I know Teresa, if I need anything, I'll let you know, okay?" She nodded and headed to the elevator.

As she walked in the door she was meant with heat, it was horrible in there. She let a puff of air out as she turned on some lights. Then turned the fans on. She locked up and headed up stairs for a nice cool shower, but then changed her mind instead she changed clothes. She had a soft baby blue sun dress on, and pulled her hair up in something, not quite a bun, but more than a pony tail. She went downstairs and started putting some food together, sandwiches, fruit and gator aid, they needed salt and sugar in this heat. Then she made her phone call.

Meanwhile Patrick was in his car heading over to her place, he was alone for only a half hour, and found that he couldn't stand it any longer, as he drove up the parking lot he saw that her light was on, and was trying to get someone on the phone, but not succeeding. He got out and headed up her steps. He peeped in her little kitchen window, she looked irritated about something, maybe a date had stood her up? But that couldn't be it because she had invited him over. He shook his head and knocked softly. "Come in." He had to wonder if she knew it was someone she was expecting. He opened the door to find a beautiful sight before him. She had a baby blue sundress on with little straps, it came just above her knees, she was bare foot, and her hair was up but somewhat falling down. "Hey, I been trying to call you for a half hour, why didn't you answer?" She turned her phone on an angle and he saw his picture there, he could tell she was worried. "I'm sorry , I didn't hear it." Then he remembered, he had turned it off the other night and never turned it back on yet. "I'm sorry." "Well, I'm just glad to know your okay, it scared me when I couldn't get you." He walked up to her and hugged her. "Thank you, for being a worry wart." They both laughed. "What's going on, why were you trying to get up with me, are you okay?" "Yes, I 'm fine." She said as they pulled apart slowly from one another. "I was just wondering if you would be interested in going t the beach with me and have a picnic, I made sandwiches, I got watermelon and ooh, look strawberries." They both laughed at the last statement. "You sure I'm not bothering you?" "No Patrick." "Then I would love that." "Good, lets go then." They grabbed everything they needed and headed out. It was a beautiful sunset this evening. He watched her as she drove, they had the windows down, to feel the evening breeze, it was better than earlier. She noticed him watching her, probably thinking what on earth crawled in her hair. "What?" She asked him. "Nothing, nothing." He turned away. They were there in no time, and piled out. Patrick found a quiet area near the water, but not to close, and Teresa had begun to unpack. She had even packed a blanket for them to set on. She kicked her shoes off and so did he, and they set. It was wonderful not to feel alone anymore, they talked, and laughed for what seemed for hours as they ate, and drank, he smiled at the gator aid, only she would think of that, then packed the car up, and went for a walk. "It's so beautiful tonight isn't it?" She asked him. "Yes it is Teresa, yes it is." "Are you okay, your more quiet than I want you to be." He smiled at the thought. "I'm good Teresa, you don't have to worry so much you know, I'm a lot better than before, when that happen." "I can't help it that I worry about you can I?" "No." As they continued walking, somehow they ended up holding hands, they also collected some seashells. It had been wonderful. They headed back to her car, wiped their feet off and crawled in. The car ride back was quiet, but comfortable both wanting to say something, but not really knowing how. They pulled up to the parking lot and she turned the car off. They both got out, and he helped her carry everything up to her door. She opened it, turned the alarm off, and went inside. He helped her unpack everything. "Well I guess I'll be going now." "Patrick you can stay if you want to, I meant what I said this morning." "I know." He gently but tightly hugged her, then kissed her cheek. "I'll see ya later, okay?" "Okay, if you need." "Anything, I know, I will." Then he left.

She headed upstairs to her bathroom for a cool shower, it was still very hot, and now it was humid. She had turned on the fans in her bedroom and placed a mixing bowl behind them and filled them with ice. It seemed to work, for now any way. She went in her bathroom the first thing she noticed was his clothes on the floor with hers. She'd do some laundry after she got done. She turned the water on as she stripped out of the now sweaty clothing she had on, and climbed in. The cool water did wonders as she rinsed away the dirt and sweat, she smiled as she reached for her body wash, she had to get him some masculine scented stuff to keep there. She wondered how he liked smelling like a woman all day, she knew when she hugged him goodnight he still smelt like it, also his scent too. She washed herself and then her hair, and rinsed off. She got out, dried off, and headed to her bedroom wrapped in a towel. She got what she needed, a soft white camisole with little pink and purple flowers on it, pink shorts, and her undies. She got dressed and somewhat dried her hair, then prepared her bangs. She brushed her teeth and headed downstairs. She started the washer and headed back upstairs to get their cloths, then came back down. As she prepared their laundry she noticed that the washer was now ready. She emptied out her pockets getting the loose change they had collected throughout the day, and then went through his. He had some change too. She put it aside, she would give that to him tomorrow. She smiled as put their clothes in the washer, it felt so natural to her, and she didn't know why. She washed her hands and walked into the kitchen and pulled out the little container of strawberries and watermelon, she took out a little bit then put the rest in the fridge for him. If he didn't come by she would take him some to work tomorrow. As she nibbled on the fruit, she wondered what he was doing, and hoped he was okay.

Patrick was going stir crazy, he did not want to be here, in this well, haunted house, he felt so lost, he didn't want to be there at all. He was hot and sticky. He headed upstairs, and had to go in that horrible room to get the shower he wanted. He grabbed a pair of blue striped boxers from his pile of clean clothes and headed to the shower, it wasn't like hers. It wasn't warm from a woman being there, instead it cold and bare. He missed so many things, things he couldn't get back. He started the water, a nice cool shower would be nice, then he stripped, he wanted to wash these clothes and give them back to Teresa. Then he crawled in, the water was the perfect temperature. He rinsed himself off of the dirt and sweat. Then he grabbed his shower gel, it was his masculine scented soap, but as he squirted some in his hands he quickly realized he would rather smell like her stuff. He washed himself and his hair, then rinsed off, only thing he did something a little different this time, he stayed dripping wet, put his boxers on and practically flew out of the room. He would brush his teeth in the morning. He put a fan in the kitchen floor and put a mixing bowl of ice in it and turned it on. His air conditioner worked, but he knew Teresa was miserable, then he was too. He laid in the kitchen floor sprawled out in front of the fan. It felt good, he was suddenly very grateful he had curtains up, otherwise someone would think he was dead. He wondered what she was doing.

Teresa had gotten their clothes out of the dryer and folded them up, placed them on top of the dryer, then decided to call it a night. It was way past midnight, and she was tired, she couldn't help but wonder if he would come by at three in the morning. She was hoping that he would, she liked to see that he was okay. She left a little lamp on downstairs so they could see around things if he did come over, then she went upstairs, she didn't set the alarm, because she knew he didn't know the code, are at least that's what she thought, though he probably knew. She crawled into bed and laid there, stretched out in front of the fans, one on each side of the bed, and one in the middle. It felt good, she thought as she began to drift off.

Patrick just laid there, he was exhausted, but sleep didn't come, not in there. It wouldn't happen. All he saw was haunting images as he blinked his eyes. He fault for hours until he just couldn't take anymore. He got up and turned the fan off. He put a pair of gray shorts on and grabbed his keys, and a paperclip and put his shoes on. Then he left, he jumped in his car, it wasn't a long drive to her apartment. He got there at three in the morning, according to the little clock in his car. He saw a little light on, and wondered if she knew somehow he would show up. He took his paperclip out and let himself in. The warmth hit him, it felt good to be here, it felt like how a home should feel. He also noticed it was pretty hot. He shut the door, locked it up, and set her alarm. He wondered if she knew he knew it. He smiled at the thought. He pushed his shoes off and dropped his keys, paperclip, and cell phone on the little table next to the door, right next to hers, and checked to see if it was still off. He guessed her cell phone was upstairs in case he called her. Then he headed upstairs, he wondered for a moment if she would be mad because he didn't have a shirt on, but the thought quickly escaped when he slowly opened her bedroom door and saw the sight before him, she had left the bedside lamp on so he could see her perfectly. The room was filled with her scent, and he breathed it in. He laughed quietly to himself, she was surrounded by fans with ice in back of them in mixing bowls, just how he had his. She was all sprawled out in the middle of the bed, and uncovered. He slowly walked up to her bed and gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, he could get used to this, then he gently set on her bed, being careful not to startle her. Then he laid down, he was pleasantly surprised when she turned to face him and snuggled to him. He was all sweaty again, but she didn't seem to care. He turned to face her, and pulled her closely to him. This was what he wanted, he felt safe with her, it was warm and comfortable. She snuggled her head to his chest and wrapped her right arm around him, as his head rested on hers. She was his anchor, and he knew it. He was terrified without her. She began to tangle her legs with his, and got even closer to him. It felt so good to be in her arms again. Then he noticed she was slightly shivering as she snuggled to him. He loved this, he was her warmth, he slowly eased the sheet up and covered her up, he left it over his waist. He breathed in the sweet scent of her. He held her tightly in his arms, and in no time at all, he was fast asleep.

Wow it took two days for me to write this, and then I had to redo a paragraph because it was in different size letters! LOL Sorry for the long wait again. Thank you all much for your support. I hope you liked this! Let me know what ya think! please read and review!

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