Chapter 3
"So… what does she look like?"
"I beg your pardon…?"
"Come on, Jane. You know whom I'm talking about".
He shifted on her couch and sighed internally. Of course she was going to ask that. She was a cop, after all.
"Well… I don't think any description would do justice to her".
Lisbon smiled affectionately. Jane's sweetheart had to be a most extraordinary woman.
"Why don't you try?", she said encouragingly.
There was an odd look in his eyes as he turned towards her.
"As you wish. She's… beautiful. Strong. Loyal. Brave. Selfless. Is that enough for you?"
"This isn't a description. It's a list of adjectives".
Jane shrugged. Clearly he had no intention of providing further information.
"You care for her, don't you?"
His answer came in a whisper. "Yeah".
"Jane. Look at me".
Obediently, he complied.
"We're friends, aren't we?"
He paused a second before replying. "Of course we are".
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, I do". How could it be otherwise?
"Would you do something for me?"
"I can't promise you anything".
"Jane".
They stared at each other for a moment.
"All right. Fire away".
"Take your cellphone and call her. Now. Invite her for a dinner, a movie, or whatever you like. Even sharing an ice cream would be fine. Please, do it".
Damn. How was he supposed to resist to that honest, caring eyes of hers?
Slowly, he fished in his vest pocket for his cellphone. Pressing the speed dial, he brought it to his ear.
Lisbon was looking at him expectantly, and rolled her eyes when she heard her own cellphone ringing. Why had someone to call her right now?
Abruptly, Jane clicked his phone shut. "She's not going to answer".
He slipped out of her office before Lisbon could grab her cellphone. Didn't want to be there when she checked the caller ID.