FIC: Gossip (1/1)
Title: Gossip
Author: tromana
Prompt #: 5. Game
Prompt table: D
Fandom: The Mentalist
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Jane, Lisbon, Cho, Van Pelt, Rigsby
Word count: 371
Disclamer: The Mentalist is not mine. This is done out of love for the show.
Summary: Discussions after the latest case
Spoilers: 2.01 Redemption
Notes: Written for the dailyfics challenge. Day 5.
Gossip
“….and if you don’t stop with your stupid mind tricks….”
“…what your problem is…”
“…discussed this earlier…”
Rigsby glanced at Cho who was looking particularly sorry for himself at his desk. Jane’s ‘invisible net’ tactic may have worked and Rhonda Jaffe had been caught, but that wasn’t enough to cool Lisbon’s temper. Despite the fact that she and Jane were holed up in her office, snatches of dialogue travelled through to the bullpen. She had been in a particularly foul mood since the loss of the Red John case. Though she had emphatically stated that she agreed with Minelli’s decision, it obviously still irritated her. And when the boss was annoyed, the rest of the team were easily flustered too, especially Van Pelt.
“I wouldn’t want to be in there with her right now,” Rigsby mused.
“Think yourself lucky, I just came out of there.”
“I wonder why she’s in such a foul mood?” Van Pelt questioned. “Do you think it’s because Jane tried to quit?”
“Oh come on, that was obvious it was just Jane playing his games on her,” Rigsby answered. “I mean us.”
“Wasn’t to me,” Cho retorted.
“You really thought he was leaving?”
“Without Red John, what else does he need us for?”
“He needs Lisbon.”
“He-”
“Shh, he’s coming back,” Van Pelt muttered.
The door to Lisbon’s office swung open and Jane strolled out nonchalantly, as if he had merely been discussing what to order in celebration of closing the case with her. He started heading towards the couch before changing his mind and perching on Van Pelt’s desk. Grinning at her, he grabbed one of her wrists and looked into her eyes.
“What were you all talking about when I was with Lisbon, Van Pelt?”
“Jane,” Lisbon barked and everyone jumped. No one had expected her to follow him out of her office. “Stop bothering Van Pelt and do something constructive for a change.”
Jane scowled as Cho stood to head out of the bullpen, to go and fetch himself a cup of tea. Quickly, he leaned down to whisper a word in Van Pelt’s ear.
“He’s not going to drop it, you know.”
She nodded. At least Lisbon had given her a temporary reprieve.
end
Author: tromana
Prompt #: 5. Game
Prompt table: D
Fandom: The Mentalist
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Jane, Lisbon, Cho, Van Pelt, Rigsby
Word count: 371
Disclamer: The Mentalist is not mine. This is done out of love for the show.
Summary: Discussions after the latest case
Spoilers: 2.01 Redemption
Notes: Written for the dailyfics challenge. Day 5.
Gossip
“….and if you don’t stop with your stupid mind tricks….”
“…what your problem is…”
“…discussed this earlier…”
Rigsby glanced at Cho who was looking particularly sorry for himself at his desk. Jane’s ‘invisible net’ tactic may have worked and Rhonda Jaffe had been caught, but that wasn’t enough to cool Lisbon’s temper. Despite the fact that she and Jane were holed up in her office, snatches of dialogue travelled through to the bullpen. She had been in a particularly foul mood since the loss of the Red John case. Though she had emphatically stated that she agreed with Minelli’s decision, it obviously still irritated her. And when the boss was annoyed, the rest of the team were easily flustered too, especially Van Pelt.
“I wouldn’t want to be in there with her right now,” Rigsby mused.
“Think yourself lucky, I just came out of there.”
“I wonder why she’s in such a foul mood?” Van Pelt questioned. “Do you think it’s because Jane tried to quit?”
“Oh come on, that was obvious it was just Jane playing his games on her,” Rigsby answered. “I mean us.”
“Wasn’t to me,” Cho retorted.
“You really thought he was leaving?”
“Without Red John, what else does he need us for?”
“He needs Lisbon.”
“He-”
“Shh, he’s coming back,” Van Pelt muttered.
The door to Lisbon’s office swung open and Jane strolled out nonchalantly, as if he had merely been discussing what to order in celebration of closing the case with her. He started heading towards the couch before changing his mind and perching on Van Pelt’s desk. Grinning at her, he grabbed one of her wrists and looked into her eyes.
“What were you all talking about when I was with Lisbon, Van Pelt?”
“Jane,” Lisbon barked and everyone jumped. No one had expected her to follow him out of her office. “Stop bothering Van Pelt and do something constructive for a change.”
Jane scowled as Cho stood to head out of the bullpen, to go and fetch himself a cup of tea. Quickly, he leaned down to whisper a word in Van Pelt’s ear.
“He’s not going to drop it, you know.”
She nodded. At least Lisbon had given her a temporary reprieve.
end