Good day, my most amazing readers! Are you ready for a new chapter? Um, anyone? Anyone at all? Hello? People? (chirp, chirp, chirp). I hope you are all actually shouting for joy at the thought of a new chapter, but since I am not a mind reader(unlike Jane, at times), please ENJOY and let me know what you think in a review! Oh, and also, a reader mentioned the whole thing of them working on different cases thing, that was artistic license. I have no idea if that would even be allowed, but I figured why not.
Lisbon shook her head as she gathered up her stuff. Jane could be so infuriating at times. But, unfortunately, he did have a point. People might not think she and Jane were married, but if they kept acting odd people might think they were sleeping together. The last thing she wanted was for people to believe that she was having an affair with Patrick Jane.
But, as she headed towards the elevators, she pushed her worries aside and decided that some ice cream at home would be the perfect cure.
As she walked to her car, she remembered that if ice cream was on the menu, she had to be sure to get enough for two. Jane had agreed to come over for the night and they would discuss if he would be at her place on weekdays and then she would go to his place on the weekends. They needed to sort out some arrangement. Not that she did not like occasionally being spontaneous, but normally she liked having a system of doing things. And her marriage to Jane would have to develop some sort of system soon. But, perhaps tonight Jane could help her ease up on the system obsession and just have an evening with her husband. And ice cream. Never forget the ice cream.
When she reached her car, she noticed an unmarked envelope on her windshield. Experience had taught her to be cautious with this sort of thing. She looked around her, not seeing or hearing anything suspicious. She carefully took the envelope and opened it.
Inside was something that almost caused Teresa's heart to skip a beat, as she realized one very important thing she had forgotten to check.
While Lisbon was busy going to her car, Patrick was cleaning up his room upstairs, putting the files back in their boxes and tidying up the chairs.
He was trying to be quick in his cleaning, eager to get to Lisbon's. He figured some pizza and an evening on the couch, or in her bed(depending on the mood) was in order. He was pleased that she was less stressed, but he wanted to work on helping her relax not only at work, but at home as well, where he knew that she was stressed out by just thinking of work. And cuddling with him was just the relaxation technique he was willing to teach her.
As he closed the door behind him, eager to see Teresa again, he noticed an envelope on the floor. He picked it, noting the lack of address or any markings. He opened it and started at the item in his hand, not truly believing what he was seeing.
Ooooh, envelopes. That always means that fun stuff is on the way. Sorry for the short chapter, but I hit no inspiration and thought I should post something as I begin to work on the next chapter. As above, no mind-reader here, so please REVIEW and I will continue working on the next chapter. Also, I do not think I have clarified one important point that I randomly thought of today. WARNING! SPOILER ALERT for Mentalist Season Finale! Okay, in my story, the whole Patrick killing Red John thing did not happen. I loved the ending to the show, but I already had my storyline laid out and that would have not worked. Anyway, until next chapter, Li Li.