Mentalist fic: Amalgamation - 02. Soulmates in their Own Strange Way
Title: Amalgamation: 02. Soulmates in their Own Strange Way
Author: Cat
Rating: T
Fandom: The Mentalist
Pairing: Jane/Lisbon
Summary: What if Jane and Lisbon were already married when the series started? Episode Tag: Red Hair and Silver Tape.
Spoilers: Up to Red Hair and Silver Tape (1x02).
Beta: fading_ripples -- your support (fic-related and life-related) is never-ending and I truly appreciate it.
Dislcaimer: All characters were borrowed for non-lucrative purposes.
Author's Notes: 2nd part of the Amalgamation series: Amalgamation series tag.
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Amalgamation:
02. Soulmates in their Own Strange Way
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"It's so annoying when you pull crap like that," Lisbon told Jane as they left the kitchen.
"Well, we found out who wrote the message, didn't we?"
“We’ve got a passed out suspect on our hands.” She pointed her finger in the air. "It's that kind of thing that put us in trouble, Jane."
"Why didn't you try the food at the restaurant?"
"Too much butter," she answered. She knew he was deflecting, but she had learned a long time ago that under certain circumstances it was easier to roll with it than fight it.
He nodded and smiled. "True, but you refused the food before you knew there was so much butter."
"It's unprofessional," she simply said.
"Ha," Jane looked at her happily. "The mighty Agent Lisbon wouldn't want to look unprofessional, now would she?"
She groaned. "I have to check up on Cho's interview," she said as she walked away.
Jane watched her walk away, smiling. She was so adorable.
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Jane watched the state agents and police officers prepare to take Hector Ramirez into custody. He noticed the ice cream truck on the road and started to formulate a plan as the police started to go in. He waited and watched as everyone started running and finally he saw Ramirez, machete in hand, run into the street Jane was standing. He slowly walked to the middle of the street and then bam! Lisbon apprehended Ramirez from the side, tackling him over and cuffing him in less than 30 seconds. At first he was a little peeved that he wasn't able to execute his plan, but then he smiled proudly.
That was his wife, Super Agent Teresa Lisbon.
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"Oprah and Dr. Phil here, " Hector Ramirez said. Jane grinned and wondered if he saw Lisbon as Oprah or Dr. Phil. "I told her this is how it was going to end. Only it was going to be me that died and with her, sitting here, with dumb cops asking dumb questions. " He leaned closer as he said, "Why was a respectable girl like you with a thug like Hector Ramirez?"
He knew Ramirez had no idea what he was doing, but Jane felt like Ramirez was asking Lisbon the same question about their marriage.
"Why was she?" Lisbon asked him. Ramirez’s question didn’t seem to have the same effect on her. She had always been the one so sure that their marriage hadn’t been a mistake, even if she had gotten the rotten part of the deal.
"You wouldn't understand," Ramirez replied.
"Sure she would," Jane chimed in.
Lisbon turned her head toward Jane's direction without actually looking at him. Could she guess what had been going through his mind the last minute?
"All women understand the charm of a violent man," he stated.
"What we had was special," Hector stated.
"Ugh, you made her feel like a captured princess instead of a small town choir nerd," Jane explained and Lisbon rolled her eyes. "And she made you feel like a dashing pirate instead of what you are... sort of a bad-tempered pharmacist."
Lisbon was struggling to keep her face frozen, not to let the smile slip. He was trying not to show how much it pleased him that he had been able to amuse her.
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"Okay, tell me,” Lisbon said, “what did you find?"
Jane picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Tell you won’t do; I have to show you." He told her and then on the phone he said: "Hi, I made a booking for two for this afternoon. Could you put us on the terrace? It’s more romantic."
Lisbon looked shocked. It’s true that they rarely went out to lunch or dinner. It usually involved an apology. On his part. He should take her out more often. That wasn’t the plan today. It didn’t mean that he wouldn’t have a bit of fun with it though.
"Thanks," he continued on the phone. "Yeah, Patrick. Lovely. See you then." He hung up and looked at Lisbon, smiling. "Don’t fret, I wouldn’t seduce you over a meal. That would be very sophomoric." He wanted to add that they were past the seduction part, but he was afraid that the comment would land him a hard slap in the face.
"I don’t think you were trying to seduce me," Lisbon replied.
"Come on," Jane went on, "how could that thought not have entered your head?"
Lisbon just stared at him. As fun as this had been, he was definitely going to have to make up for it later.
"Your denial that it did intrigues me," he said before walking away.
"Bite me."
He’d definitely have to make up for it.
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Lisbon watched the bodies of the two people she just shot on the floor. She put her gun away, trying to stop shaking. Fear and adrenaline was still coursing through her veins. She had almost lost her husband. If she had arrived a minute later, Jane would have died. She tried to regain her senses as she untied the victim.
Jane was watching her. Once she had finished untying the victim, Lisbon finally looked back at him. They locked eyes, but Jane looked away. The events of the last five minutes had been too much. He thought he was going to die. Watching Lisbon react so strongly to his almost death made him realize how much his death would affect her.
She couldn't tear her own eyes away. She had almost lost him.
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"I don't get it," Van Pelt said. "She actually enjoyed helping him kill. One crazy, evil person, I understand, but two, husband and wife... marriage is supposed to be a sacred, loving thing."
"Hm, they were soulmates in their own strange way," Jane commented.
Lisbon swallowed. She never thought marriage could be that way. Cho nudged Van Pelt and the three agents started walking away. Lisbon and Jane watched the family as they said one final goodbye to Melanie. As he and Lisbon walked away, Jane put a comforting hand on her shoulder, reminding her that he was by her side.
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