Hey, thanks for the reviews so yeah. I know it's been pretty sad and unfortunate for all of the characters so far but I think this chapter is a little different. And also, for jisbon shippers, some good news:)

Chapter 5- recovery

It was ten days later…

'Look Jane!' Laughed Lisbon.

It was the very first time that she'd smiled since Marcus had left. The nurse had given her a prosthetic foot so that se could learn to walk again. She wasn't perfect at it yet but at least her was out of bed. She'd just taken four steps and had looked excitedly up at Jane who had been watching from the next room. He smiled encouragingly through the glass and gave her the thumbs up. It was great to find that she had something to celebrate after she'd spent the last week crying. In the end she'd fallen strangely silent.

Now however, she was beaming like the past few days had never happened. 'Come in here!' she said.

Jane was a little anxious nevertheless he walked in to support her. She staggered a bit and then let go of the nurse who she'd been holding onto in order to keep stable. Putting her arms up either side of her in order to balance, she tried to approach Jane. He helped by walking closer to her. She had almost made it when she stumbled and almost fell into him. He caught her quickly.

'Oh, sorry,' she mumbled as he helped her get upright again.

'It's fine,' he chuckled.

She smiled, 'thanks for staying here. I can't believe you're putting up with this.'

'Putting up? I have no idea what you mean,' he smiled and kissed her head affectionately. Lisbon tried her best not to blush though she couldn't deny that a big wash of emotion was flooding through her at the moment, cleaning out any memory of Marcus.

Thankfully, Lisbon was going to be let out the following day meaning that she was free to see everyone again. Her first stop was to be Kim's house where the after party would be taking place. Nevertheless none of the people who were waiting at Kim's actually knew about Marcus' reaction. They were probably expecting Lisbon to turn up with Pike; not Jane.

However when she did arrive, everyone was delighted to see her all the same. They all looked expectantly at her.

'Where's Marc?' Asked someone eagerly.

Lisbon smiled and shrugged, 'dumped him in the hospital.'

Everyone looked startled and some were shaking their heads.

'What?' Asked Wiley folding his arms.

'Hey,' smiled Lisbon, 'so what, the wedding didn't happen. That doesn't mean we still can't throw the mother of all parties. Come on.'

With some help from Jane, she made her way around the chattering crowd, talking animatedly to each of them in turn. The party was just like it would have been if the wedding had been successful- music, food, and a lot of drink. Lisbon even got to throw a bouquet of flowers into the crowd which, after many frantic scrambles to get at it, was caught by Kim.

She giggled in a triumphant sort of way.

'Congratulations,' laughed Lisbon.

She hugged her and, making sure that no one was around, whispered in Kim's ear, 'happily ever afters don't exist.'

Kim didn't reply though her smile had faltered a little bit.

Lisbon drank much more than she usual would at a party. She wanted to drown all bad feelings out. She had no idea what she was going to do now. Continue work at the FBI like nothing had happened and like she'd never met Marcus? That seemed like the best option, though she doubted her job would be as exciting what with this stupid prosthetic foot.

'Where's Jane?' she asked Rigsby at almost midnight.

'Erm,' said Rigsby, looking around, 'outside I think.' Lisbon looked out the window. Jane was in fact, in the garden.

'Jane what are you doing out here?' She asked as she waddled unevenly towards him.

He turned around to smile at her, 'Lisbon. Oh, I was just getting some fresh air. You know me, can't be in a crowded place for too long.'

Lisbon shook her head, smiling, 'you were great, staying in the hospital. I don't think I would've have been able to stand it without you buying that food from the supermarket. Hospital meals are terrible.'

She finally got to stand next to him. She followed his gaze and looked up at the stars.

'One minute till midnight,' she sighed, 'you know we- Marcus and I- said that we were going to have our first kiss as a married couple at midnight. Now though, I don't see how that's going to happen.'

'Yeah well for one thing you're not married,' Jane pointed out, 'though it doesn't mean you can't kiss at midnight.'

Lisbon frowned, 'what do you mean.'

'Close your eyes,' Jane told her softly.

Not really sure about where this was heading exactly, Lisbon did as she was told. She heard the sound of distant cars, of music, of muffled laughing voices.

She heard Jane slowly counting down till midnight, 'five, four, three, two…'

Instead of one, she felt his lips softly brush hers. Every cell in her body felt ecstatic. To show Jane that she was ok with it, she held his head, running her fingers through his golden hair.

They pressed their bodies up against each other, as if trying to make up for the last six years of concealing their feelings from each other.

Lisbon had had no idea this day would ever come. Now it was here though, she didn't want to stop kissing him.

Drunk and dizzy, Kim staggered into the garden, giggling, dragging a slightly nervous but very excited Wiley with her. Then they both caught sight of Jane and Lisbon. Kim's mouth dropped open. After staring for another couple of seconds just to make sure it was their colleagues making out and they weren't hallucinating, Kim led Wiley back inside, leaving Jane and Lisbon together, unaware that they'd been disturbed by anyone.

When they finally broke apart, it was to find that Lisbon was crying silently.

'You okay?' asked Jane uncertainly, 'boy I know I haven't had a proper relationship since my wife but I didn't know I was that bad a kisser.'

Lisbon beamed and giggled in a way that Jane wouldn't have believed possible from her, 'oh Patrick you idiot. It's just, I've been waiting six years for this, and it's everything I wanted it to be. It's a little overwhelming.'

Jane broke into a wide smile, 'you called me Patrick.'

'Yeah, yeah I did.'

He held her waist and continued the kiss, not ever wanting to let her go again.