Hi all, I have no Internet at the moment, so I thought I would work on another story idea, I have had in my head for a couple of weeks now. Hope you all like it...Enjoy :0)

It had been a hard day, a hard week, heck a hard four months. Teresa was wiped out, and not the happiest at the moment.

She had a boyfriend, he had decided it would be nice to move in with her, but she wasn't so convinced. They didn't get along that great to begin with, so why move in?

She was stressed to say the least, he wasn't that loving, not very affectionate. She thought maybe if he would move in they would become closer, but so far it wasn't happening. She just felt lost.

It would be so nice to go home and be held, and be listened to, just for a few moments.

Then there was Patrick Jane, the usual very annoying beyond reason consultant, had actually been behaving himself lately. She figured it was because he knew she wasn't happy, and decided not to push her to much.

Man some days she felt like she wanted to explode, and cry her eyes out, then explode again. She wasn't happy, there was no getting around that, she just wasn't.

She wanted happiness, kisses, hugs, the whole ball of yarn. She wondered what would happen if she just told him how she felt, she did, but he said he loved her, and said he was trying, but it he just wasn't.

Everyone deserved love. She wanted it, she had never thought she could love, have time for a real relationship, but she found out she did.

He wasn't like this at first, he was more loving and caring, very sweet. She just couldn't figure out why he had pulled away.

This day was a hard day to begin with, the case had took a toll on all of them. A husband had killed his family, then himself. They found out he had a sever case of depression, and was doing well with his medications, then suddenly stopped, and things had gone downhill.

Drinking, followed by drugs, then this. It was horrible. Patrick was hit particularly hard. The man had everything he could ask for, a beautiful wife, two beautiful little girls, and lost everything, why couldn't he just listen to his doctors, everything was looking up for him, then this.

She remembered the look on his face, it broke her heart. Especially when she saw tears in his eyes as he had to leave the scene to get some air.

She knew why it hurt him the most, he had everything took away from him. This man had everything that Patrick desperately wanted, and ruined it by this act. A loving caring wife, that he once had, was blessed with two loving daughters. She knew he was torn apart inside by this, she had to get him out of here. At least she could talk to him, and he listened, not always to orders, but in general conversations he did.

She finally caught up to him, leaving her team in the house to keep things straight. She found him setting on the ground holding his head in his hands, crying and shaking his head, the scene had her crying too.

"Patrick."

She said his name softly. He wiped his face trying to regain his composer, then looked up at her. His heart was just as broken as hers was, she wasted no time setting next to him, offering a gently squeeze to his right shoulder.

His head was down now, as she watched him, not really knowing what to say to make it better. She rearranged herself, and hugged him, she had never hugged him like before. He instantly hugged her back, it was the first time in months she was being held, she couldn't deny how good it felt to be touched, it was wonderful, she just wished it had been on happier circumstances.

"I can't believe he did that, how could he do something like that Teresa, how?"

"I don't know, some people it hits harder, some they get better, I don't know why he stopped taking his medicine knowing he was getting better though, I don't understand either, he did have everything."

Thy both set there in each others arms, his arms wrapped tightly around her, hers wrapped tightly around him.

They had become closer lately, first name bases, unless he did something Janish, then it was Jane, but for the most part he had become Patrick, and her Teresa. It had happened one night at the office just talking, and it had slipped out.

She loved it, although how could tell him that? They had talks about all kinds of stuff, but never her personal life. If he brought it up she would say they were fine, and changed the subject. He told her he was there for her whenever she needed him, and she knew that was the truth. She found it odd that a man she wasn't in a relationship with made her feel more than her boyfriend did.

"I would do anything to have them back with me Teresa, anything!"

"I know, I know."

She said gently to him, now running her right hand up and down his back. Somehow his hand started doing the same thing. It felt so good. Why couldn't Oliver be like Patrick? She was stunned by her own thought process, and decided to give all her concentration on Patrick, not Oliver.

"One day things will better, I know they will."

He just nodded as they began to rock back and forth, it was wonderful. She hoped maybe tonight, on this horrible night she would be meant to the door by Oliver greeting her in his arms, holding her and let her cry it out, but she doubted it, he was always in bed when she got home, never greeted her hi, never kissed her goodnight, just slept. She could be hurt, but he showed no care, or concern. She needed more than this.

As they pulled apart from their embrace, he offered a tender kiss to her cheek, throwing her off her guard.

"Your an amazing woman Teresa, don't ever forget that."

"I don't know about all that, but thank you."

"You are, your an amazing woman, and a great friend, please don't ever forget that."

"I won't, your an amazing man, and your a great friend too Patrick."

He softly laughed.

"Now I know your being polite."

They both laughed, it was true though, to her he was.

"Were survivors Patrick, were still here."

"That's right, we are, hey, I guess we really are amazing people then aren't we?"

"Yes, yes we are!"

With new confidence they had given each other, thy both stood, and walked toward their SUV, everyone had already started piling into their too, vehicles and headed to the CBI building.

Once there Teresa headed to her office, and Patrick to his couch. On their way of breaking away to their areas, he placed his hand on the small of her back, and gently patted. Then headed headed their separate ways.

Once in her office, she set at her desk, and took a deep breath. Then took a look at Patrick on his couch. He was setting there, just looking out in space. She shook her head, two lost souls. She wondered if they would ever find happiness in life again, wondered if they could ever trust to fall in love, knowing what they had been through. Both lives, two heartbreaking situations to go through. Desperately needing and wanting the one thing they couldn't have.

Love.

Okay here is chapter 1, I hope you like this. This is going to be very different from my other stories. :0) Please read and review. I tried some different writing techniques in this, I like it, tell me what you think. Thank you JoJo! :0)

Crystal*hugs*:0)