I DONT NEED SAVING

fire vs ice

CHAPTER 8:

FIRE VS ICE 

Jane wakes up, he can feel Lisbon warm body tight to his, she is in just a bra and underwear, he can’t remember too much about last night, he just remembers bringing her home and that he promised her he will never leave her alone until Red John is dead. This thought brings to his mind what Lisbon said last night “I’m late”... He had completely forgotten about the baby stuff. He needs to be here for Lisbon, she needs him, their baby needs him, but in order to fulfil his promise he needs to kill Red John and keep his family safe... Tears fall down his cheeks, he is not completely sure if he can catch Red John before Lisbon’s baby is born, but he needs to try. He has just 7 months more, and he needs to afford a safe place for their child to live, for his family to live.

A small tear falls down to Lisbon’s face... This wakes her up. She turns around so she can look clearly at Jane and she sees the pain in his eyes. He doesn’t know this, but she can feel when he is hurt, although he is far away from her, he always tries to look strong and hide his pain away from her. She normally gives him that honour, but now things are completely different, she can feel he needs support.

She places her tiny, soft, cold hand on his cheek. It has always been graceful to her that her hands are always cold while Jane’s are always warm. She used to think this was because they were made to balance out each other. Jane holds her hand and starts to stroke it softly, he can feel ice and fire fighting each other until they get to the perfect temperature.

“Good morning,” Jane says with a sweet voice. 

“Hi,” Lisbon replies empathically

“Teresa, (he looks directly into her eyes) I, I will do anything I can to save our child, to save you...”

“Jane... (She says stroking his cheek) Patrick, (she thinks twice) you don’t need to continue telling me this okay? I already know it, I’ve always known your holding my back since that time we were trapped in the desert.”

“Don’t turn your head upside down trying to call me Patrick. If there’s something I love, it’s how you pronounce my surname, even when you’re mad at me.”

“I’m never mad at you... I just need to pretend to be if I want you to stop messing around... You’re such an ars-” but before she could finish the sentence Jane gives her a kiss. Lisbon returns it back, their bodies tight to each other, no cold, no hot, no fire, no ice, just perfect. The kisses are becoming fierce and passionate and Jane moves Lisbon with his arms so she is over him. Everything was perfect until Lisbon receives a message from an unknown number. 

“Is it necessary you answer it right now?” Jane asks, hugging her without stopping kissing her in the neck. 

“Maybe it’s work,” she says.

Lisbon stretches her hand and picks her cell phone up, she freezes when she reads the message... When Jane sees her reaction he takes the cell phone out of her hands and reads the message. 

“Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice... From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favour fire, but if I had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice,

Your dear friend, RJ.”