" It's important that آپ and Mr. Jane stay in character so you'll be spending the اگلے two days before آپ leave together. Also, آپ both need to come up with your cover story." Jane and I were in Wainwright's office going over the last few details of our under cover operation.
" OH! One مزید thing! آپ guys will have a kid under cover as your daughter."
" WHAT?!" Jane and I both jump out of our seats at the same time.
" Sir آپ can't just-" I start protesting.
" To late! We've made our decision. Most of your old classmates heard about Jane getting married and having a daughter, but no one has any idea what the wife یا child looked like یا were named."
I want to protest more, but Jane stops me.
" Fine. You're sure no one knows about Angela یا Charlotte?"
" Positive. We made sure of that. About 10 years ago, آپ lost contact with all of your former classmates, as did Agent Lisbon. Your lives for the past 10 years are a complete blank for everyone in your school."
" Wait," I speak up, " who's the girl?"
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" Hi, I'm Tessa." The sweetest little girl ever sticks out her hand to me. She's about 12, with big blue eyes, like Jane's, and long raven hair, like mine.
" Hello, my name's Teresa Lisbon and this is Patrick Jane." I say.
" Cool. So, I really get pretend to be your daughter for a whole week?" she brushes her long bangs out of her eyes.
" That's right. So, how good of an actress are you?" I ask. Her eyes well up with tears and she breaks eye contact.
" I can't believe آپ would ask that," she says looking back up at me with tears running down her cheeks, " I've been acting since I was a kid! آپ dare ask me how good of an actress I am?"
" I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd take it so hard." I say tentatively. She looks back at me and a large grin forms on her face.
" Gotcha "mom". So, does that answer your question?" I stare at her in shock until Jane reaches out to high five her.
" You're awesome Tessa. I usually have to almost get killed to get her that shocked." I glare at him. He smiles back, making my glare falter for a سیکنڈ and finally making me smile too.
" I'm confused. The creepy short guy, Mr. Wainworth یا something, کہا that آپ guys weren't actually a couple."
" We aren't a couple!" I say, my face feeling hot.
" Excuse me for noticing things," Tessa retorted," but if آپ guys aren't dating, you're ignoring a lot of emotions آپ both have." Jane and I stare at her, mouths open wide in shock.
" My family, my wife and daughter, died a few years پہلے and I'm not exactly ready to start over." Jane کہا sadly. Tessa's face goes emotionless and she stands stick straight. I notice that she and Jane have the exact same "don't ask, won't tell" look when they're troubled.
" I'm sorry." she says quietly.
" It's alright." we stand there for a few منٹ in uncomfortable silence.
" I'm an orphan," Tessa says suddenly," I convinced a lady on the سٹریٹ, گلی to sign the waver to let me do this. I never met my birth parents, and I've run away from 5 foster homes in the last 6 monthes."
" Oh my god!," I pull her in for a hug," It's ok, we promise not to tell anyone. Right Jane?" I turn to see Jane staring at Tessa.
" Jane?" he breaks his conceration on Tessa and looks at me.
" What?"
" We promise not to tell ANYONE Tessa's secret. Right?"
" Yes, of course.," a devilish smile grows on his face," So, who's moving into who's house?"
" Well, obviously I'm not going to اقدام into your tiny little motel." I say casually. Jane pretends to be hurt.
" If آپ don't like my motel, then I don't like your apartment." he says.
" Why wouldn't آپ like my apartment?! It's like every other
apartment in California!"
" Exactly, it's to cookie cutter." out of the corner of my eye I see Tessa shaking her head and smiling. I don't care what she thinks though, Patrick chose Angela all those years پہلے and I'm not about to سوال the friendship we have now. Angela was always better than me anyway...
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" Give me a P! Give me an A! Add on a T and an R. Don't forget an I and a C! K is last! What does that spell? PATRICK! Patrick and Angela forever!" I roll my eyes, who does Angela think she is? This is a soccer game and everyone already knows she and Patrick are dating! No need to spell it out. I see Patrick run up to the sidelines and he runs towards me.
" Hey."
" Hey, you're doing great. Just remember that you're not offense and defense at the same time." He and I laugh a little.
" So, I was wondering if maybe-"
" ارے Patty!" Angela threw her arms around Patrick and kissed him on the lips.
" Hi Angel."
" آپ are doing, like, totally amazing!!! It's like you're one of the people who kick the ball in the goal and one of the people who, like, protect their goal both at the same time!! You're, like, a multitasker! Your outfit looks really hot too. Way better than my stupid thing." Angela says, tugging on her سکرٹ, گھیرنا that barely covers her butt. Her شرٹ, قمیض was sleeveless with a deep V. How the Schmidt did that girl cheer in that?! I know that if I was a cheerleader, which I never will be, I would wear something a little more... subtle.
" nosense baby, your outfit's great." I'm a little shocked at his response, Patrick isn't usually the guy who gets off on seeing girls in slutty clothes. Thing is, he's been acting odd lately. I know that we're in our last semester of highschool but still, I don't think that's his problem. I think it's something deeper, something he can't even tell me.
" Um, ارے Patrick? I think I'm gonna take off." I say, bringing him back from his fantasizing about Angela.
" what, why? This just half time, I need your support!" he's practically begging me to stay but his eyes tell different story. He's conflicted, doesn't know what to do. All of a sudden, it clicks. I know what he's worried about. Angela. And me, but mostly Angela. I hold back the tears.
" no, I gotta go. I have a huge book رپورٹ due soon." I say hastily, trying so hard to get out of there. I don't want Patrick to do his stupid mentalizing thing on me. Somehow though, I know he already has so I just high tail it outta there. I run to my car, sit in the driver's نشست and cry. He loves her. مزید than he could ever love me. He doesn't want to tell me because he knows it'll hurt me. I cry even مزید knowing that I'll never look at him the same way again. I have to detach myself. I need to get out of here. Out of Lisbon, out of Florida. I need to go home. Not ہوم home, California home. I turn my car engine on and drive home. It'll be hard trying to convince my dad to اقدام back, but of course, he'll be to drunk to care.
" Mom?" I look up to see Tessa watching me.
" آپ know آپ don't have to call me mom when we're alone right?" I ask. All of a sudden, I'm incredibly tired.
" I know, I'm just practicing. What were آپ thinking about?"
" nothing." I say, a little to quickly. Tessa looks at me for a moment, then grins.
" well, I know you're tired and I can tell آپ were thinking about Dad so I'll just give آپ the message. Dad needs آپ to meet him at his سوفی, لٹانا so that آپ can plan your cover story as a couple. Bye!!" I'm stunned. This girl is so much like Jane it kills me! I hear a knock at my door, it's Tessa again.
" he wants to see آپ now." she says, and walks away again.
I stand up and walk out of my office. This is going to be a longer week than I thought.
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Sorry it took me so long to write this!! I got stuck on the flashback :/ im hoping to have a new chapter up سے طرف کی Monday but it IS one of the biggest party times of the سال soooooooooo, I might have to put this on the back burner. Parties really get in the way of my schedule but I have to دکھائیں up to pretty much all of them to please my دوستوں :/ wish me good luck. سے طرف کی the way, Feliz año nuevo!! (Happy New Year!!)
" OH! One مزید thing! آپ guys will have a kid under cover as your daughter."
" WHAT?!" Jane and I both jump out of our seats at the same time.
" Sir آپ can't just-" I start protesting.
" To late! We've made our decision. Most of your old classmates heard about Jane getting married and having a daughter, but no one has any idea what the wife یا child looked like یا were named."
I want to protest more, but Jane stops me.
" Fine. You're sure no one knows about Angela یا Charlotte?"
" Positive. We made sure of that. About 10 years ago, آپ lost contact with all of your former classmates, as did Agent Lisbon. Your lives for the past 10 years are a complete blank for everyone in your school."
" Wait," I speak up, " who's the girl?"
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" Hi, I'm Tessa." The sweetest little girl ever sticks out her hand to me. She's about 12, with big blue eyes, like Jane's, and long raven hair, like mine.
" Hello, my name's Teresa Lisbon and this is Patrick Jane." I say.
" Cool. So, I really get pretend to be your daughter for a whole week?" she brushes her long bangs out of her eyes.
" That's right. So, how good of an actress are you?" I ask. Her eyes well up with tears and she breaks eye contact.
" I can't believe آپ would ask that," she says looking back up at me with tears running down her cheeks, " I've been acting since I was a kid! آپ dare ask me how good of an actress I am?"
" I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd take it so hard." I say tentatively. She looks back at me and a large grin forms on her face.
" Gotcha "mom". So, does that answer your question?" I stare at her in shock until Jane reaches out to high five her.
" You're awesome Tessa. I usually have to almost get killed to get her that shocked." I glare at him. He smiles back, making my glare falter for a سیکنڈ and finally making me smile too.
" I'm confused. The creepy short guy, Mr. Wainworth یا something, کہا that آپ guys weren't actually a couple."
" We aren't a couple!" I say, my face feeling hot.
" Excuse me for noticing things," Tessa retorted," but if آپ guys aren't dating, you're ignoring a lot of emotions آپ both have." Jane and I stare at her, mouths open wide in shock.
" My family, my wife and daughter, died a few years پہلے and I'm not exactly ready to start over." Jane کہا sadly. Tessa's face goes emotionless and she stands stick straight. I notice that she and Jane have the exact same "don't ask, won't tell" look when they're troubled.
" I'm sorry." she says quietly.
" It's alright." we stand there for a few منٹ in uncomfortable silence.
" I'm an orphan," Tessa says suddenly," I convinced a lady on the سٹریٹ, گلی to sign the waver to let me do this. I never met my birth parents, and I've run away from 5 foster homes in the last 6 monthes."
" Oh my god!," I pull her in for a hug," It's ok, we promise not to tell anyone. Right Jane?" I turn to see Jane staring at Tessa.
" Jane?" he breaks his conceration on Tessa and looks at me.
" What?"
" We promise not to tell ANYONE Tessa's secret. Right?"
" Yes, of course.," a devilish smile grows on his face," So, who's moving into who's house?"
" Well, obviously I'm not going to اقدام into your tiny little motel." I say casually. Jane pretends to be hurt.
" If آپ don't like my motel, then I don't like your apartment." he says.
" Why wouldn't آپ like my apartment?! It's like every other
apartment in California!"
" Exactly, it's to cookie cutter." out of the corner of my eye I see Tessa shaking her head and smiling. I don't care what she thinks though, Patrick chose Angela all those years پہلے and I'm not about to سوال the friendship we have now. Angela was always better than me anyway...
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" Give me a P! Give me an A! Add on a T and an R. Don't forget an I and a C! K is last! What does that spell? PATRICK! Patrick and Angela forever!" I roll my eyes, who does Angela think she is? This is a soccer game and everyone already knows she and Patrick are dating! No need to spell it out. I see Patrick run up to the sidelines and he runs towards me.
" Hey."
" Hey, you're doing great. Just remember that you're not offense and defense at the same time." He and I laugh a little.
" So, I was wondering if maybe-"
" ارے Patty!" Angela threw her arms around Patrick and kissed him on the lips.
" Hi Angel."
" آپ are doing, like, totally amazing!!! It's like you're one of the people who kick the ball in the goal and one of the people who, like, protect their goal both at the same time!! You're, like, a multitasker! Your outfit looks really hot too. Way better than my stupid thing." Angela says, tugging on her سکرٹ, گھیرنا that barely covers her butt. Her شرٹ, قمیض was sleeveless with a deep V. How the Schmidt did that girl cheer in that?! I know that if I was a cheerleader, which I never will be, I would wear something a little more... subtle.
" nosense baby, your outfit's great." I'm a little shocked at his response, Patrick isn't usually the guy who gets off on seeing girls in slutty clothes. Thing is, he's been acting odd lately. I know that we're in our last semester of highschool but still, I don't think that's his problem. I think it's something deeper, something he can't even tell me.
" Um, ارے Patrick? I think I'm gonna take off." I say, bringing him back from his fantasizing about Angela.
" what, why? This just half time, I need your support!" he's practically begging me to stay but his eyes tell different story. He's conflicted, doesn't know what to do. All of a sudden, it clicks. I know what he's worried about. Angela. And me, but mostly Angela. I hold back the tears.
" no, I gotta go. I have a huge book رپورٹ due soon." I say hastily, trying so hard to get out of there. I don't want Patrick to do his stupid mentalizing thing on me. Somehow though, I know he already has so I just high tail it outta there. I run to my car, sit in the driver's نشست and cry. He loves her. مزید than he could ever love me. He doesn't want to tell me because he knows it'll hurt me. I cry even مزید knowing that I'll never look at him the same way again. I have to detach myself. I need to get out of here. Out of Lisbon, out of Florida. I need to go home. Not ہوم home, California home. I turn my car engine on and drive home. It'll be hard trying to convince my dad to اقدام back, but of course, he'll be to drunk to care.
" Mom?" I look up to see Tessa watching me.
" آپ know آپ don't have to call me mom when we're alone right?" I ask. All of a sudden, I'm incredibly tired.
" I know, I'm just practicing. What were آپ thinking about?"
" nothing." I say, a little to quickly. Tessa looks at me for a moment, then grins.
" well, I know you're tired and I can tell آپ were thinking about Dad so I'll just give آپ the message. Dad needs آپ to meet him at his سوفی, لٹانا so that آپ can plan your cover story as a couple. Bye!!" I'm stunned. This girl is so much like Jane it kills me! I hear a knock at my door, it's Tessa again.
" he wants to see آپ now." she says, and walks away again.
I stand up and walk out of my office. This is going to be a longer week than I thought.
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Sorry it took me so long to write this!! I got stuck on the flashback :/ im hoping to have a new chapter up سے طرف کی Monday but it IS one of the biggest party times of the سال soooooooooo, I might have to put this on the back burner. Parties really get in the way of my schedule but I have to دکھائیں up to pretty much all of them to please my دوستوں :/ wish me good luck. سے طرف کی the way, Feliz año nuevo!! (Happy New Year!!)