AN: Hope you all had a wonderful holiday, This chapter is short but I thought better to get something out then wait any longer. Seem I have forgotten the disclaimer so just in case you were wondering I don't own the Mentalist or its characters. I do however own up to any and all mistakes. Patresa thanks for your suggestion think it will work perfectly.
In This House of Prayer
Chapter 3
Setting the table
Nothing too extravagant that would be a dead give away, no simple and succulent that's what was on the menu tonight. Jane looked with appreciation at the well marbled steaks and two perfectly sized baked potatoes. Yep she would never know what hit her.
Lisbon came home to the sound of her husband singing slightly off key and the distinct smell of sizzling meat on a grill. Her stomach grumbled reminding her that her last meals was several hours ago.
"Hey Patrick, I'm home. How long to dinner? It smells divine."
"About fifteen minutes." He had come out of the kitchen wiping his hands on a dish towel. "Why don't you get comfortable and I'll take care of the rest."
"Thank you." Lisbon said in that quiet kind of little girl voice that Jane loved to hear. Like a cat's purr it meant she was content and happy.
She went to give him a quick peck on the lips but he pulled her into him letting his tongue lick her bottom lip. When she sighed he took advantage of her open mouth.
"Down boy, you haven't feed me yet. Dessert later."
"I missed you that's all." Giving her a safe kiss on the cheek. "Go get out of those slacks that are killing you because you refuse to believe they no longer fit."
Lisbon looked down at her slightly protruding tummy and back at Jane.
"Do I look … "She stopped and grinned. "Too soon?"
"Much. We have months left for that question. To which by the way my answer will always be, no you look beautiful. Now go dinner will be on the table when you get back."
"You spoil me."
"I know." And with that he disappeared back into the kitchen.
As promised the table was set and the food ready when Lisbon returned. She'd changed into comfy shorts and a too big tee her feet bare.
"Anything I can do to help?"
"No, we're ready." He walked into the room with two wine glasses and some sparkling water.
Lisbon sat and eyed the feast in front of her and smiled. Deadly handsome, smart, with a killer smile and he can cook. Yep she did good.
The conversation was easy it always as with them lately. Then Lisbon heard the words she dreaded.
"Teresa, I've been thinking."
Her face didn't flinch but in her head she saw that cartoon character with the big bulging eyes and the loud fog horn going off in their brain.
Jane finished chewing a piece of perfectly cook steak and smiled taking her hand across the table.
"This has all been so fast the wedding, the baby, finishing the house." He made a grand gesture around the room. "What do you say to a little us time."
"What kind of us time? We spend every free moment together."
"Like a honeymoon."
"We had a honeymoon.
"Phft a long weekend in the same hotel as your brothers is not a honeymoon."
"We never saw my brothers the whole weekend."
"That's because we never left the room. I'm thinking a beach and some sun and you in a bikini. What do you say?"
"I'm not wearing a bikini I'm pregnant! Besides we agreed to help Cho with the team transition."
"Cho still has Abbott for a few more weeks. And you will look ravishing in a bikini. Please Teresa."
"Dose sound nice And with the unexpected surprise." She placed her hand lovingly on her stomach. "We won't get much couple time."
Jane grinned at her, taking her hand in placing a kiss on her knuckles.
"I'll ask Cho tomorrow about time off."
"No problem he's fine with it." Too late he caught his mistake.
"So you've already talked to Cho. That conversation this afternoon in his office?"
Jane grinned sheepishly.
"I suppose the flights are already booked and the hotel confirmed?"
"Minor details. We have private transportation and accommodations are flexible."
"Private transportation? Who do you know with a plane at their disposal?" The question hung in the air. "Oh my God Jane, tell me you did not call Walter Mashburn."
"He always liked you. Sends his heartfelt congratulations. Think of it as his wedding gift to us."
"How much time do I have to pack? "
"Walter needs at lest forty eight hours to get the plane ready."
Lisbon sat back in her chair. "I'm surprised you didn't make Duck a l'Orange. ."
"I thought simple was better. Chocolate mousse for dessert?"
"Yes, I will go on a honeymoon with you."
"And wear that bikini?"
"Don't push it."
Lisbon retired shortly after dinner with thoughts of sunshine and beaches firmly planted in her head. Jane was finishing up in the kitchen when his phone rang. Minelli, a name he hadn't seen in awhile.
"Virgil, to what do I own the honor?"
"Just checking up on you Jane. Lisbon and you still married?"
"To your utter horror I'm sure the answer is yes. And blissfully happy."
"That's good. Sorry May and I couldn't make the wedding but we appreciate the invite."
"You were missed."
Minelli laughed, "Still the charmer. I do have a question for you about that Island you took refuge on will on your sabbatical. May and I are looking for a place to kick back and relax. Thought maybe a nice tropical island would be fun."
"May tired of those fishing trips already?'
"Something like that, so advice and a few names would help."
"You know Virgil I think I can offer you a vacation to remember."