**okay well this is... well i dont know its written very baad and in a hurry because i needed to express my feeling with all the spoilers so.. just enjoy*
There’s been 2 years since the red John case was closed, 2 years since Grace got pregnant, 2 years since Cho moved to Austin and became a FBI agent, and 2 years since Patrick Jane left.
I made some way a new life for me, I moved to Washington, worked half year in local police, but it was boring, I wasn’t home, I missed my team, and it was whole new place, we could say I never got used to it, so I moved to San Francisco, back to where my career started, I met my old friends with whom I had lost touch completely, but its still, it wasn’t the same, I thought many times to move to North California, to leave close to Rigsby and Grace, but that will be too painful, I would have lived in the pain of the past, lonely thinking about what I never got.
I planned going back to Sacramento, but again there where to memories, memories that would stay in my heart forever, no matter how painful they are. After half a year I knew what was happening, the memories that hunted me every night weren’t about Red John, or my team, or Sam Bosco, they where about that couch, that lonely attic, that cup of tea which ended the same day we did, it was, and it still is, about that golden curls, that cheeky smile, that lovely laugh, it is about my annoying consultant.
Jane left a couple of months after Red John death, he moved to a place in South America, he never wanted to tell me where, he said he wanted me to move on, to forget about him, forget about all the painful thing he did to me, all the things we did together. So he just left.
But leaving make it worst, he moved to a bigger place to my heart, I realize it about 3 days ago when I saw his cup in a shop and I had the need to buy it. I realize I was messing with my head I mind. A day after I called grace.
‘Hi boss! So long!! How are you?’ her sweet voice talked on the other side of the phone, I could hear a little girl laugh in the back, Emma.
‘Hi Grace!!! How is my little niece over there? She stills remember me?’ I couldn’t stop myself but smile, Emma had been like my own little girl, I am her godmother, so since I didn’t have a job I went to visit her every weekend for almost a year.
‘Of course she does!!! Emma! Say hi to Aunt Reese’
‘Hii daunty deeese!’
‘You see? She can’t stop smiling’ Grace said laughing, my heart ached.
‘Grace I need a favor…’
‘Whatever you need Teresa!’
‘I need you to track me Jane’
I could feel the silence through the phone; she knew what I was planning to do.
‘Boss…’
‘Grace, please’ I begged her; it was already hard for me to decide that.
‘Okay, I’ll send it to you by message’
‘Send a kiss for rigs would you?’
‘Yeah! Of course! Bye boss’
And know here I am taking a plain to Rio, just to find Jane, after 2 years.
***
It was a long flight, I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t, I know that this is probably wrong, a very bad idea, but I know I need this, to see him, or at least.. Try
I rented a car and know I’m driving toward the address Grace gave me, the house is white with huge palms along it and you can see the sea through the windows.
I sight and then step out of the car, walk towards the door and knock it, almost as if it was a case.
I stay standing for about 3 minutes when a surprise face opens me the door.
‘Lisbon?’ Jane says smiling but there is a worry expression in his face, I could say I missed that too.
‘wh-what are you doing here?’ He says, looking beside his back.
‘Well, visiting an old friend’ I say smiling to him, he seems happy; the guiltiness has left his face, forever.
I see a woman in one of his shirts walking toward the door.
‘Baby, who is this woman?’ She says kissing him on the cheek; she is tall, brown hair and brown eyes.
‘This is Teresa Lisbon, we used to work together, and she was passing by’ Jane answers a then looks at me with a sad face.
‘Its okay, I should probably go’ I say and then walk toward my car, hiding my tears.
I drive toward a bar, crying with every car I pass, I knew this was going to be hard but I never expected that, a girlfriend, Jane seems so happy, but weirdly I’m not happy for him, for years I wanted to be the girl to bring him back to life, to stand by him when he killed Red John and to find a new life together, clearly that was never going to happen since he just left me.
I walk into the bar and seat in a lonely chair.
‘Rough day huh?’ I hear a bartender besides me.
‘Yeah’ I just mumble
‘Want something to pass the pains?’ He says, I don’t even look at his face when I answer, I don’t want to be seen like this.
‘Tequila please’
‘Sure ma’am’ He says and I hear him walk away.
I stay here, thinking of how stupid this was, Grace was right, this is painful and shameful, I shouldn’t have come, and no it’s everything harder.
‘You know a woman like you shouldn’t be crying for an asshole’ a familiar voice say at the same time a tequila shot is place in front of me.
I turn around and see him, standing beside me with a cheeky smile.
I just turn back my glance to the tequila.
‘Lisbon…. You got it wrong’
‘What did I have wrong Jane? I came here for nothing’
‘No, you didn’t… I was leaving tomorrow’
I turn around surprise.
‘You what?’
‘I couldn’t stand it, I missed you Lisbon, and I should have never left’
‘But that girl?’
‘That girl? It’s no one, I was planning to break up with her today, actually I was doing that when you knocked, Teresa Lisbon, always arriving at perfect time’ He says trying to cheer me up
‘You don’t have to lay for me Jane’
‘Lie? Teresa, I sleep with a picture of us beside my bed, do you think I’m lying? I wanted to go back to you but I was afraid, afraid that you moved on and I was going to ruined everything for you, when I saw you today I thought it was a dream’
‘Jane…’ I say I truly not believe him.
‘Teresa Lisbon, I loved you for this 2 years and I still love you... so could you please shut up and kiss me?’ H e says and leans towards me kissing me fiercely. Out tongues playing with each other.
I separate myself for a second just to say 3 words, 3 words that will change my life forever, finally in a good way.
‘I LOVE YOU TOO’
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