Welcome back! In this next exciting installment of A Tale of Too Many Drinks, we join our lovers as they continue their lavish weekend together, laughing, talking and, well, you know. But the big question remains: will they stay together? Will they decide to stay as husband and wife, defying all laws of rational thought, or will they separate, never to be alone together ever again? Will Jane's wooing and annoying smirks win Lisbon over, or will Lisbon hold firm to sanity and turn Jane down? Will we ever know the answers to those questions? Will I ever stop asking stupid questions and just get on with the story? Well, maybe.

Okay, I admit, I have WAY too much fun writing these introductions, but I just wanted to let off a little writing steam and be dramatic. So, anyway, on with the story: ENJOY!

That evening, after an afternoon spent in bed, the pair found themselves in the dining room enjoying a fine meal of Chinese take out and water(still no wine). They chatted about simple things, mostly just enjoying the food.

Teresa had been deep in thought for a while, when she suddenly asked Jane, "What would it be like?"

Jane looked up from his noodles. "What would what be like?"

Teresa set her chopsticks down and focused on Jane, "If we were to stay married, what would it be like? I liked this weekend, but I know that marriage is more than just a romantic weekend together."

Jane clasped his hands on the table said, "Well, could tell all our co-workers what happened, buy a place together, argue over paint colors and settle in as a normal couple. We could still have weekends together, but only for special occasions. Why, did you have other ideas for how our marriage would be?"

Teresa looked down at her hands, thinking. She looked back up at him and said, "Yes, actually I did think of one other option that we could try. Not a permanent option, mind you, but a temporary thing to try as we get used to the idea of being married."

Jane was intrigued. "Really? And what would that option be like?"

Teresa leaned in closer. "How about we don't tell our bosses or co-workers what happened to us, we keep it a secret. We don't move in together, as that would draw suspicion, but we spend the weekend here or at my place when we are not working. We hold off on the paint colors and just, well, have some fun before we settle down as a normal married couple. Not that I wouldn't want to live together, but I just think that we are in a special position to, well, have a little fun as a married couple. Eventually we will have to tell people about our marriage, but I just worry about what LaRoche will say. I doubt he will be too supportive, and I don't want to shake things up too much after the whole Hightower fiasco. What do you think?"

Jane thought about her idea for a moment before carefully replying, "I don't know. On one hand I think it would be a fun idea. Having our own secret affair together would be a interesting twist to our regular lives. But, on the other hand, I don't know if I care for the idea of keeping our marriage a secret from our co-workers. We have not done anything wrong, so we should be able to openly proclaim our marriage," Jane studied Lisbon, "Do you want to keep it a secret because you are ashamed of our marriage?"

Teresa quickly shook her head. "No, no, nothing like that. I just, well, I don't like people seeing my private life. Ever since I met you it seems like bit by bit my privacy is whittling away as you know more and more about me. Now that is not much of a problem since we're married, but I just like the idea of holding on to one last secret from people before I have to tell everyone that I got in a drunken marriage with the one person that I sometimes cannot stand," She sighed, "I guess what I am trying to say is that I do not feel ready to tell other people about our marriage. Sure, I agreed to it and am willing to work with it for hopefully the rest of my life, but I don't feel completely comfortable with people seeing me as Mrs. Patrick Jane. Until I can feel confident in that, I don't want to tell other people and have them judge us. Do you understand? Jane?"

Jane was sitting there grinning stupidly like a school boy. Teresa had expected him to be upset about not wanting to tell people she was married to him, but the grin was throwing her off. "Jane, are you okay?"

Jane kept grinning as he said, "You said that you want to stay married to me for the rest of your life."

Teresa stared at him, before realizing that she had pretty much said exactly that. "Hold on, I was just, um, well, I still have a day to officially decide. You can't take my statement as a decision."

Patrick stood up, clearing off the table, the grin lessened but his eyes still twinkling. "Of course. You do have until Sunday evening to decide. But, I have a feeling that I can see which direction you are going in."

Teresa crossed her arms, glaring at him. "How do you know? I could just as easily say forget all this and let's get an annulment."

"Uh huh, sure, whatever you say, Mrs. Patrick Jane." He called from the kitchen.

Teresa huffed, not sure how to respond, trying not to think about how good that name for her sounded.

So? Thoughts? Comments? Insults? Deep intellectual thoughts on the inner philosophy of the Mentalist? Anything? Please leave in a REVIEW! Thank you! Sorry for all the talking and long explanations, but I wanted to get this whole conversation out of the way as easily as possible. Until next chapter, Li Li.

P.S. Happy 10th Chapter! I would like to thank all my amazing readers who have stuck with me so far, to all the people who brighten my day with a review, and to those who liked my story enough to add it to their Favorite Story/Story Alert lists. Thank You Everyone! Here's to many more chapters in the future!