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CHAPTER ONE

She walked into the bar and after a few minutes her usual bottle of beer was in front of her.

"Merry day?" Micheal, the bartender asked her. She has been frequenting this specific bar for four months now, since she caught Mashburn in bed with two super models, the nerve! After eight years of being married with him she thought she had changed him enough to make him a better husband. But he had the nerve to bring two, not one, two ladies into their matrimonial bed.

That had broken her, not just Special Agent Teresa Lisbon but all HER. Since then, she has been flunking in her duties as an agent and her drinking habits became worse through the whole day.

'The merriest!" She dismissed Michael who in her opinion is too intrusive but kind enough to care, at least more than her cheating bastard of a husband, 'I just need to peacefully get drunk enough to go back home' she added

Micheal rested his elbows right in front of the beautiful agent and asked her, 'You still live with him?'

She glared at him for sometime before she replied, 'Technically, Its a mansion, I live in another wing while he stays in the other before we decide on where to go next'

'Hmm..'

'I know what you're thinking, but I've only known one man since I was 18, married him at 22 and today I'm thirty with nothing to show off but betrayal...so forgive me when I'm devastated on where to go next!'

Micheal moved quietly to attend to another afternoon customer inorder to give her some alone time before he continued, ' I'm really sorry about that, you know? No one deserves what you're going through, especially not you'

Lisbon blinked back the tears threatening to fall and thinned her lips, 'I pay to get drinks Micheal, not counseling' Standing up, she picked up her jacket and pulled it on her shoulders as she sipped from the bottle one last time, 'Thanks for ruining my drinking moment' then she walked out into the rain, not caring how wet she was going to get.

Just as she kicked start her car, a force from nowhere hit her so hard that she passed out.

...

Young and charming Patrick Jane is fast becoming the best doctor in town whose reputation with the ladies and super brain is quite famous. At 26, he has accomplished what he has dreamed of, an opportunity to help and heal people. His life in the circus has showed him the difficulties and bad sides of life, so he has made it a pact since he left to make a difference in the world, and being a doctor seem to put him in a good position of doing that, especially after the death of his bestfriend, Angela Ruskin.

Dr Phoebe, a beautiful brunette entered into his office and immediately closed the door, 'hey doctor'

Patrick Jane smiled from his position at the desk and looked up to her, 'Hello, my beauty!' He replied as she reached up to him and sat across his laps. 'To what do I deserve this sexy gesture?'

Dr Phoebe let out a giggle and kissed him passionately, parting his coat and putting her hands into his already tight trousers, 'You are just too sexy and yummy, doctor'

'Great answer! Now let me rub in that sexy into you' he said as he lifted her onto the desk and shifted her underwear.

One thing he really liked about Dr Phoebe James was that she understood the unsaid agreement between them, he was not searching for love, but Patrick Jane is also a man who loves sex and women, that doesn't mean that he is closed off to the idea of falling in love, he just was not ready at 26years old

And just as he was about to reach into Phoebe's blouse, his pager went off.

'Shit! Shit! It's an emergency...don't go too far though!' He quickly fixed himself and rushed out of the office, he is always available to save lives.


A/N

I've been with this fanfic since 2011 and it's amazed me on how super talented and passionate all the fanfic writers in here are, I mean, I have LOTs of favorite writers and stories I obsess over and even go back to when I need a boost. So, I made a decision to give a little back with my crappy writing but good story...this is my way of appreciating every writer and reader of this fanfic community, The Mentalist is never through until we say it is...

Please, hit me with a review if you want to or surprisingly like the story and will like me to continue...that would be humbling! Sorry for any mistakes too, Shazzles!