I know it is short, but it is my first fic and more chapters are coming. Please review. I love constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: No I do not own the mentalist

Lisbon POV

Jane had always been a pain in the ass, but he had always been my pain in the ass. When Kristina Frye came into his life I was no longer his banter opponent or his object of

fruitless flirtation, she was. At first I didn't notice, but as time went on I realized I missed him and then to my great dismay that I was jealous of her. But he had never

reciprocated these feelings of mine so I pushed them down into the depths of my subconscious. I was good at doing that. But every once in a while they were brought to the

surface and I pushed them down again.

Jane POV

I loved Lisbon I could not deny that fact, but I would not allow myself to act on it either. What happened to Kristina was just the beginning. Red John wanted my full attention

and when he did not have it, he destroyed the thing or person that was taking it away from him. I was moving away from Lisbon for her own good, but my ultimate fear was

that Red John would know this and go after her anyway. I loved her but I couldn't act on it and I couldn't escape her because she was so hard-nosed she wouldn't allow it. I

had to pretend like nothing was wrong, I had to continue my bantering flirtatious relationship with my boss, and although I was a master of deception this proved difficult

sometimes.

I always tried to make her forget about me. It seemed the perfect opportunity when Walter Mashburn reappeared on the radar. He was already flirting with her and although

she outwardly made it a point to despise him. She cared for him and was slightly attracted to him. It was my job to kindle their romance even though the deepest part of my

soul was filled with jealousy and trying to persuade me not to. As much as I could I tried to push them together. I left them alone when I could, I forced Lisbon to pretend she

was his girlfriend, but one thing I noticed drove that little part of me up the wall was that her pupils dialated when she saw him. She wanted him. As much as I wanted to

scream, I ignored my desire. We had a case to finish.

Lisbon POV

I never truly understood why Jane was so hell-bent on getting me and Mashburn together. It seemed like he left us alone or put us into weird situations where we had to work

together every time he could. But I was actually kind of happy when I realized I was falling for Mashburn. Not because I wanted to be in love with him but because I wanted to

be able to get over Jane. I had a one night stand with Mashburn to prove to myself that I could get over Jane. But once he pointed out that people's pupils dilate when they

want something, I became more aware of this phenomenon. When Grace looked at Rigsby her pupils dilated, When Rigsby looked at a cookie his pupils dilated. Cho's always

stayed the same size.

Jane POV

It killed me when Lisbon came to work the next morning with his smell on her, but at the same time I was overjoyed at the same thing. It had meant she had moved on. Or at

least I thought so at the time.

Lisbon POV

The moment I walked in the next morning in the same clothes I had worn the day before, Jane knew. I could see it in his eyes his smugness at being able to get me and

mashburn together at his will. But every once in a while his eyes would flash to me and I could see a small flicker of an emotion I couldn't place. Was it regret, but regret for

what? I was left to my own wandering mind until the phone rang and brought me out of my daze. I heard Cho on the phone in the bullpen and walked out knowing we had a

case.

"Dead body in a dumpster behind a local grocery store. Store is trashed and easy blood trails."

Thank God, I thought to myself. I really couldn't deal with a hard case right now I had too much to think about and this one should be easy.

"Okay Cho, Lets go to the scene see what we can find."

We all piled in the SUV and I drove. Jane unfortunately took the seat next to me like always. If he started prodding at me right now I swear I really could kill him.

I handed out instructions as we approached the scene.
"Cho, Rigsby, Vanpelt go check out the body see what the corroner has to say, then report. Jane and I will go and talk to the grocery store owner."

As we were walking I reminded Jane to be good.

"Jane" I said in my warning tone

"Lisbon" he said mocking me.

"No funny stuff, I am serious. I am on thin ice right now with Hightower."

He stared down at my feet like a five year old does when he is in trouble. God he is so childish sometimes.

I ducked underneath him so I could see his face and said

"I am serious Jane"

Then he looked at me with a stone cold stare and said right back in my face.

"You can trust me"

But I really didn't hear his words all I saw were the black dots in the middle of his icy blue eyes. They were huge. My mind immediately made the

association I wish it wouldn't have. He wanted me . . . WHAT?. . .