Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss. It is necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.
- Alexandre Dumas
mariahgem said: OMG these mini fics! I LOVE 'EM! (Also Masters of Sex is pretty awesome! And a true story! Although I got so angry one ep when they called his totally scientifically relevant research "smut". It's important research!) Ok, here's a line, (I tried to think of one that could be taken many different ways) "Jane... JANE NO! Not while I'm holding dishes!!"
LOL, this one had me thinking some interesting things ;) but I hope you like where I took it.
Ascending the two metal steps into the Airstream, Jane took her in immediately. In the small area of the trailer, he could always see her; a view he very much enjoyed. She looked up from the sink and smiled at him. That radiant smile always lifted him even in his darkest moments. He could smell something delicious wafting through the air, and his mouth watered. But the food would have to wait, tonight. He had something much bigger planned.
"Jane," Lisbon called. "What are you standing there for? Come help."
"Teresa, the food can wait," he told her, walking over and placing the full plate back on the counter.
She narrowed her eyes at him and frowned. She had spent a couple of hours planning this dinner for the two of them, and this is how he wants to repay her? Sometimes she still wondered how his brain worked. Sure, it is what made her fall in love with him, but she still felt herself wonder what went through it, sometimes.
"I didn’t make this food just to let it grow cold," she told him, picking the plate back up and shoving it into his hands.
She picked up her plate, but Jane placed his back on the counter. Frustration was creeping up around the edges now. What on earth was he doing?
"Lisbon, there is—" he started to say.
"Jane, I don’t want the food to get cold!" she gritted out through her teeth. "What has gotten into you?" she interrupted.
"Lisbon, there is something I have to do," he told her. "I know it’s not exactly the proper time, but I can’t wait any longer."
"What are you talking about? I knew there was something weird going on! What is it? Spill it, or I will beat it out of you."
He snickered at that. An old reference neither have forgotten. It was like that memory was burned into his memory palace, and Lisbon never forgot it because it was the one time she was seriously considering it. He had been acting weird for days. He was secretive and when he saw Lisbon ask Wylie or Fischer if there was something wrong with him, they said no quickly and wandered away as if everything was normal.
"I called your brothers this afternoon," he told her, his breath quickening and quivering with excitement. "Even Michael."
"What?! Why would you do that? Is something wrong?" she asked, her eyes dilating in alarm. "Did something happen to them?!"
He shook his head quickly and her fear dissipated.
"I asked them for their blessing," he told her, putting a hand inside his jacket pocket.
"Blessing? For what?"
He laughed at her cluelessness. He pulled out a black silk box and held it up to her eye level. He watched as her mouth flung open as he fell to one knee right there in the small kitchen.
"Teresa Lisbon," he said, popping open the box and holding it out. "Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
He was sweating and shaking, and the box shook violently in unison with his body. He watched Lisbon’s eyes flicker down to the diamond ring. It was center cut. Fischer had helped him pick it out, and Wylie had hidden it away in his desk until Jane had come to him yesterday to ask for it. It was time. He loved her so much, and they had been through so much together. He decided that he would make an already honest woman even more honest. Abbott had already agreed to allow them time off for a week to celebrate the engagement…should she say yes.
"Oh, my god!" was all Lisbon could muster. She was frozen in place, unable to move. "Oh, my."
"I…I…I have been foolish before, Teresa, and I will not be this time. I love you, and you’re the reason for everything good in my life now, and I don’t think I could live without you," he stumbled the words. "I will make up those 2 years and 6 months in the rest of my life. You can have it all. Will you marry me, Teresa?"
She was silent a moment, simply staring at him and then the ring. Jane was afraid she would say no. His heartbeat quickened. Finally, after what seemed like hours to him, she answered.
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes, I will, Patrick Jane."
Jane leaped up from his knee and kissed her so hard, she nearly fell over. Closing the ring box, he sat it on the counter and in one swift motion, lifted Lisbon up and over his shoulder and started to carry her to the back of the Airstream, toward the bedroom.
"Jane! Jane! No! Not when I am holding dishes!" she yelled out, trying to keep the plate balanced in her hand.
Jane dropped her gently, grabbed the plate from her hand and placed it on the counter next to the box, and repeated picking her up and jogging quickly to the back as she squealed and laughed.
"So much for not wanting the food getting cold," she said loudly as the door slammed shut.
This one was a challenge, but I hope you liked it :)
This is PERFECT!!! AWWWWWW! I need to process this.. it’s so cute my brain is shutting down! Asdddfghgfgh!!!
I may have seen it in a fic (they’re blending together) but I think it’s a fantastic idea that (if they start right where they left off) when Lisbon goes to call and break things off with Pike, Jane takes off his ring. I think those two things would mirror each other nicely.
Awww, she put so much work and love into that house! I remember all the pics and the renovations she said she did! But then, she’s probably getting a house with her new husband-to-be, and he’s an architect, so, he probably has great house plans too. Awww, but this house is soooo cute!
I was thinking 1.4 seems a little low, seeing as it’s beautiful and has been reno-ed, so I checked Zillow, and it came up on the first page! Holy cow! Check it out!
decided to watch blue bird again and it left me me here alone, trying to control my feels, as i once again realized that it really happened.
It was so clear to me, I never lost faith that I was right, but still, 71 days later I’m still gawking at the fact WE WERE RIGHT. We shippers were always right! And it is HAPPENING. (I guess I’m not used to a show actually making things come to fruition like that!)
mariahgem said: Yo! I love all the layouts you choose, they're usually really nice! But um, where is the scroll bar on this one? I know, most people use their mouse wheel, but I use my Wacom pen 90% of the time, so I scroll with the scroll bar, and I dunno if i am just missing it or??
I checked the coding, and it was my fault. I made the scrollbar white and it blended making it appear transparent, and I also went ahead and changed the thickness so it’s easier to grab :) You should be good to go, now. Sorry about that!
Awww, thank you! It looks really nice! I gotta redecorate my page too, sometime. I’m so lazy about it!
Well, that’s lucky
Good morning, Teresa.
This is so beautiful, Carla! Thanks for sharing it with us.
BEAUTIFUL! CARLA!! SO BEAUTIFUL!! AWESOME!!
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