Crimson Happiness (jisbon one shots)

Red john goes too far

Red John goes too far

Patrick Jane:
I lie awake on the shabby mattress below the wall decorated by my wife's blood. I watch the moonlight seep into the stark room and I think of her. Teresa. I think of her goodness, how bittersweet she is, warm and cold in one. I think of just how much she means to me. Immediately I try to block this thought. If red John ever discovers how I truly feel for her... I shake away the thought, my chest clenching in pain as I think of it. I roll over and press my eyes tight shut. I have to stop thinking of her before my actions start reflecting my feelings. But before I drift off it is undeniable that the only word on my lips is hers....and mine. Linked. Teresa Jane?
I stroll down to the crime scene with Lisbon, my arm brushing hers 'accidentally'. Sparks flow through me and I inhale her soft scent, sweet and subtle. Lisbon doesn't even seem to notice, as she strides along confidently next to me. But something is bothering her and I can tell. A tiny line appears between her brows and her eyes are filled with a hint of pain. I panic a little. "Lisbon?" I ask, placing a hand on her shoulder, "is everything all right?". She starts and looks up at me with those beautiful emerald green eyes of hers. "Yes...no...Jane...I...never mind." She mumbles. "victim was found in the middle of the lake. Local found her during a fishing trip. SACPD wants us to handle her" cho informs us briskly. "Check for marks on the body." Says lisbon snapping into action. I can not concentrate. I place my hands on my head and cringe as I think of the nightmares that plague my sleep. Cho dead, rigsby, van pelt all gone, a red monstrous smiley face painted above their dead bodies. And worst of all, her small body arched in pain, lisbon, dying. "Jane?" "Hey are you ok man?" What is it?" "JANE!" Lisbon's voice breaks through the fog and I look up to see the concerned faces of my family- team. "I'm ok, do you mind if I don't take part in this one, its obvious it was her ex lover." I retort. "Sure Jane, you need a break, but how is it an ex lover exactly?" Asks lisbon. "Guess! It's good for you!" I tease. "I hate when you say that!" Huffs lisbon. The others roll their eyes and disperse, used to our bickering. "Obviously an act of passion, strangulation, wearing his shirt, blah blah blah, yadah yadah yadah!". "Well ok, I'll get grace to look into it!" Says lisbon. "You can go if you want to Jane, i got this one, I'll call you if I need any help" she says. "See ya lisbon!" I call climbing lazily into my car. Ah a cup of tea would be nice right now! A folded price of paper is sitting on the seat of my car innocently. I pick it up warily, checking for signs of rigsbys stupid tricks. I unfold it and freeze. The note is written in blood and there is a red smiley face at the top. Better keep your angel safe it reads. I'm coming for her...tell anyone and she's dead... My eyes flash to Lisbon my breath catching painfully in my throat. She is standing next to the local sheriff, the sun glinting on her beautiful face. I exhale slowly, willing myself to calm down before leaping out of the car and sprinting over. "Hello! Thought you weren't working on this one? You were right by the way. Jealous ex lover" she admits grudgingly. I laugh despite what has happened because she is adorable when she hates to admit I am right. "Umm actually I think I'll just watch and come with you" I tell her. "Oh.... Ok!" Says Lisbon more than a little confused. For the rest of that day I tail Lisbon like an irritating dog. I even stand outside the bathroom. As the time for her to go home draws near I shiver and Lisbon notices. "Jane what is up with you today? You followed me around like a lost puppy for the whole day. Are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" She demands. "I was wondering...." I say hesitantly. "Yes?" asks Lisbon her voice soft and caring. She kneels in front of me as I sit on the couch and places a hand on each of my knees. A warm rush of electricity runs through me and my eyes roll back in my head a little. "I was wondering could I come home with you today?" I whisper.

Teresa Lisbon
Janes voice is barely legible but it is filled with pain and worry and he hangs his beautiful head as he says it as if expecting me to tell him no. Slowly I place a hand under his chin and lift his face up so his eyes meet mine. "I know something's up, Jane. And I want to know what it is. But I trust you...so yes. Come on then grab your coat" I say. Jane looks at me wonderingly and I am a little dazed by his gorgeous eyes. "Really? Thank you, Lisbon!" He says softly his voice almost disbelieving. He reaches down and hugs me softly just for a second, his arms wrapping around my waist. I lean into him too, trying to stop the feelings running through my body. I pull away first hating myself for it. "We'll come on then!" I tell him. As soon as we step out of the cbi building Jane gets even more nervous than before. He looks around constantly, his eyes almost wild. He hurries me to my car and checks inside before letting me get in. Even once we are inside and I am driving he is twitchy, checking the mirror for something....followers? Upstairs is a mess and I blush slightly as I remember Jane telling rigsby and cho during and investigation that messy women make good lovers. I push the thought from my head and turn to Jane. He is sitting on my couch and watching my face intently. I go to him and sit down with him. "It's ok Lisbon, go to sleep" he says. "Please tell me what's wrong!" I beg him. He wavers a little. "No!" He tells me. "I can't...but I promise I won't let anything hurt you, Lisbon! I promise!" He says choking a little. "Oh Jane!" I say understanding a little. Wait! He was worried red John might hurt me? Did I mean that much to him? For the first time in my life I start the hug. I reach my fingers up tentatively and place them on either side of janes face. He looks at me rather surprised. "I won't leave you" he says sounding rather like a threat. "I know" I tell him. I'm not going anywhere" I settle myself by him on the couch and to my amazement he wraps his arms around me drawing me as near as possible and presses his lips to the top of my head. I freeze and have a little panic attack but Jane pulls away and smiles at me and I know it was just a friendly gesture.
"Thank you" he tells me sincerely.