A/n- my new work? a collection of post-ep flash fics based on things characters (jane and Lisbon) may or not may think about happenings... with that, keep in mind: spoilers for the whole season 4.
4.5 Blood and Sand
She doesn't know why, but when he comes back and joins her on the ferry, Jane is smiling- of a sad smile, but genuine, not the façade, the mask he always wears for them.
He looks away, probably ashamed of being unable to focus enough to control his own emotions, always the performer, even after so long he isn't any longer on a stage (or maybe, life is a stage for him, and they are all actors playing the role he gave them), and she sees him focused on the sea, waves strolling beneath them.
She cringes, closing her eyes, cursing the sea and the case- she hates boats, she has been raised on the land, far away from the sea, and just because there's a lake in Chicago, doesn't mean she went there on boats – and then, she inspires deeply, thinking about everything but here and now.
Her fist closes around her necklace, her beloved cross, like she did so many times, like she often does (just few months ago, she kept it in her hands, preying while a madman menaced to switch on the bomb attacked to her body) and memories of a happier time fill her mind, making her smile a little- a sad smile like Jane's, followed by few silent tears.
She doesn't know what Jane is thinking about, she just hopes that he is thinking about something…. Happy, but with a bittersweet aftertaste (happy memories always are, if you've lost the one you cared about), like she does right now.
They leave the island at their backs, the island of the new beginnings. She wonders if that's what Jane is thinking about right now, a new beginning, and she wonders if he'll ever have it, if he'll ever get the necessary closure from his past to move on with the rest of his life.
But maybe, she shouldn't think about it. Not when sometimes she doubts she has moved on at all since she was just a kid.