Chapter 5

Author's note:

Okay since most of the reviews said tell the truth then here it goes hopefully everyone likes the truth.

Jane walked in Lisbon's pristine apartment; he noticed that he hasn't seen it this clean ever, not even that one time he actually got in to her apartment. He took note of it, Lisbon cleans when she is stressed, and stowed it away to use for future jibes or semi-blackmails which ever calls for it first.

Lisbon settled into her couch and lifted her injured ankle onto the coffee table. While Jane went to the kitchen to place the muffins onto a plate and carried it back to the living room. He presented Lisbon with the coffee and then placed the plate of muffins onto the table. He noticed that Lisbon hasn't spoken since he got there. She was just sipping the coffee quietly and looking at him, obviously waiting for him to start his explanation. He thought again, should he just explain himself? Yes he should, but should he use the truth? Then he decided semi-truth shouldn't hurt.

"Okay Lisbon since it is obvious that you don't want this to be a question an answer type of discussion let me kick it off with an apology." He waited for her reaction but she seemed to have turned to stone, unspeaking and unmoving. So he continued, "I did not want you to find out what happened during the trance because I did not want you to find out that I asked that ridiculous question." At this statement Lisbon became upset and asked Jane "Why do feel that it's ridiculous? I think the question is pretty normal and I answered it honestly. Did you not find the answer you were looking for?" At this Jane stopped rocking on the balls of his feet and seemed a bit agitated. Jane ran his hands through his hair then sat down on one of the single chairs, the one farthest from Lisbon which she noticed. Jane sat with his shoulders forward and his arms in front of him, both his hands were touching at his finger tips. And he was staring his hands while he spoke. "No Lisbon, I did not get the answer I wanted. It's comical really, when I asked the question I never knew I was expecting an answer. I was just waiting for another opportunity to get something out of you that I could use against you in our battle of wills. I knew it was a cheap trick." Lisbon scoffed at this; he was practically reading her mind. She really thought what he did was mean and was like cheating. But she did not say anything about that, she just asked. "What were you expecting me to say?" At this Jane looked up at Lisbon and for the first time since they met she saw confusion in his eyes. "I don't know Lisbon. That's why I was avoiding you. My head was all messed up from what you said. I was touched really that you considered me as family, and I know that the team does consider us like an adoptive family. But when you answered me with the truth I felt my chest get a bit heavier. It felt like... like disappointment." Jane was looking at his hands again; which was good because Lisbon was bewildered now and it was written all over her face. She sat up a bit straighter and composed herself, it was like she pressed a button in her head labelled DEFENSES ON. There was silence and it was awkward. Jane felt that Lisbon would ask if she wanted to know more and Lisbon felt that Jane would say more if he wanted to. So they waited for each other, just like what they have been doing since time in memorial. They were at the precipice of getting all that they've ever wanted and all that they've ever feared. But neither one wanted to take that last step towards the other.

The apartment was eerily quiet, and then Lisbon's clock radio went off marking that it's already 4:30am. The radio was playing a song by life house and they could hear it, since the quiet wrapped around them.

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

Jane smiled at the lyrics Lisbon was his peace. She made him feel like he wasn't alone.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

Jane nodded in his head the song was speaking for him and when he looked at Lisbon she was smiling a bit. They enjoyed the song in silence.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.

When the song ended, Jane stood up. And sat beside Lisbon, she did not seem to mind.

"How's your leg? I'm sorry I didn't ask about it earlier." He asked her in almost whisper. But they were close she could hear him clearly. "It's fine now... but I think the pains about to come back. "

"Would you like me to help with the pain?" He joked.

"I thought you'd learn something from the recent events. But old dogs really don't learn new tricks." She said while smiling.

Then Jane did the most unexpected thing yet, he leaned over and whispered in her ear "Don't call me old."

Lisbon was flustered at how intimate they were that she didn't register Jane's words.

"And Lisbon." He added. "You really are everything... you've been everything for a while now." He was still whispering in her ear. This time she heard him and her breath hitched a little she was surprised at what Jane said but she believed him.

"I need to go, you're injured and you need your rest." He stood up abruptly.

Before Jane was completely out the door he said "I'm sorry I bothered you this early in the morning, and I'm sorry I indirectly caused your injury. As a sign of my deep remorse I will bring you morning muffins until your foot is better." And just like that he was out the door.

Lisbon was left in her apartment, flabbergasted on her couch. Jane said she was everything, his everything. She was smiling at herself like an idiot now. She thought it was really sweet of him. To be considered as everything by someone was an honour. And to be Patrick Jane's everything was like... like nothing she could describe.

Needless to say Sunday flew by in haze of silly smiles and blue berry muffins since there were six in all that he brought her.

When she came in Monday morning there was small paper bag in the middle of her desk. Inside was a single blue berry muffin. She smiled, she knew she had to stop smiling because of him but couldn't. Then she remembered Sunday morning again and sighed, I don't think this silly feeling is going away anytime soon she thought. While she took a bite from the muffin she concluded that she was screwed. Correction, that she and Patrick Jane were screwed. And for the first time in a long time she actually didn't care, maybe being someone's everything did that or was she just overloaded with blue berry muffins?

Again.

She didn't care.

Author's note:

Okay, I hope everyone enjoyed this. It was really hard for me to write the mushy part since I didn't want them to go into full blown relationship since that would make the story longer. Although I can't wait for them to finally get together in the series. The song is by Lifehouse titled Everything, it came on while I was writing and I realized the song really fit them. So I put it in, it's a really nice song.

Did anyone become disappointed with the ending? Please leave a review and I'll try harder next time.

: )