Okay so I personally don't think Lisbon would ever agree to do something like this, but I think it makes a pretty good story. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but I would love for everyone to tell me what they think of it so please review. This first chapter is from Lisbon POV.
"You want me to do what?!" I declared looking up from my paperwork. What did he think he was doing coming here and asking me that. "Of all the ridiculous ideas you have proposed in the past this is by the most insane."
"Teresa, just hear me out for a minute." He pleaded with me. I knew then how hard this was going to be to say no to. I should never have looked up, the minute I looked into his eyes I was hypnotized. Patrick Jane had that affect on people.
"No Jane, you listen to me, we aren't running anywhere. I have a job and a life here." I had to say it out loud now otherwise I would be swept away by his charm.
"It's gotten to dangerous," he stated sitting on the corner of my desk, I looked down at my paper. "He knows how I feel about you." How he feels about me? How does he feel about me? How do I feel about him? What had happened to me? I shouldn't even be considering this idea.
"I'm fine." I sighed looking at the sling on my left arm. "We'll get him next time."
"That doesn't matter anymore. You could have been killed." He argued. "I don't care about him anymore, I care about you."
"Jane we can't just leave." I tried again. "We have a life here."
"I haven't had a life in a long time Teresa." He answered; I knew if I looked at him now I would follow him to the ends of the earth. "But you have made me want to start over."
"No don't say it." I begged.
"Teresa Lisbon I love you and want to run away with you. To a place where he can never hurt us again." He reached down and lifted my chin up so I had no choice but to look into his eyes. He had said it, I love you. He had said it once before, but this was different. This time he was begging for a response.
"Patrick there has to be something better than running." I was slowly losing my will to argue. "What about the team?"
"They'll be fine," He answered. "He doesn't want them, he wants to hurt me, and you're the best way to do that." I knew he was right, they would be fine without me.
"How could we live, we would need money and id's." I knew he would have an answer and protesting was futile.
"I have never been lacking for cash." He smiled, "And I took the liberty of making some passports and ID's using various names." He really had everything ready to go.
"Fake ID's?" I questioned.
"Well running away would be rather pointless if we used our real names." He was trying really hard to make me smile and relax. If I let that happen I would be lost. "Please Teresa."
"Patrick." It was my last stand.
"Please I don't ever want to lose you." He begged.
"You're killing me Jane." I groaned.
"Does that mean yes?" He asked, with a look of child like joy spreading across his face.
"As long as we're not leaving in that death trap you call a car." I smiled, his grin growing ever wider. Looking at his face would anyone be surprised that she just couldn't say no.
"Well of course not my car would be far to obvious." He laughed. "Okay, when you leave tonight, leave your phone here. Not somewhere obvious, somewhere that would take a little bit of looking to find. Leave it fully charged with a charger next to it if possible."
"Why?" How was charging my phone to leave it behind going to do any good.
"Trust me." He just smiled, I hate when he says that. "Go home pack a bag and meet me at my house." He finished.
"Your house?" He never went to his house, not if he could help it.
"My house." He repeated reading the reaction on my face. "I have to say good bye." How was I supposed to respond to that, but luckily I didn't have to. He leaned forward and kissed me. I didn't want to pull away, but I could feel the rest of the team staring at me.