A loong time ago vanrigsby
asked me for a fic with Grace and Wayne, set at Maddie's first birthday. I came around writing this, and I'm pretty sure it's not what she wanted exactly, as there's a lot of post blue bird jisbon too, but in my defence, I'm pretty positive it's not as I envisioned it, as well...( Read more... )
Lisbon and Jane followed their hostess inside; the house was perfect for a small celebration, and Lisbon knew it was going to be just them that afternoon, with the addiction of Wayne’s mother; Grace hadn’t invited friends from the childcare or neighbors, as Maddie was still so little, but there flowers and toys and presents and cake and even a ribbon with the words “Happy first birthday Maddie” in the middle of the leaving room. Lisbon smiled as she saw Grace’s photographer’s “things”, and the brunette immediately knew that, even if the girl wouldn’t be remembering this by memory, her parents had wanted to give her many pictures, so that she could see in the future how much loved she was, had always been. By everyone.
“Oh, look here. She is getting bigger and bigger…. I fear you’ll take after your daddy, sweetheart…” Jane said, laughing, as he took Maddie in his arms.
“Ehy!” Rigsby playfully hit his former colleague, and stole his daughter back, promising her she would be a gorgeous as her mother, in a tone that no one would have taken seriously; Lisbon’s gaze fell on the scene, and she was glad when she saw Jane so carefree with the baby, with no shadows any longer, and the former CBI boss’ expression didn’t go unnoticed to Grace.
“Ehy Reese, do you want to keep those boxes in your hands for the rest of the afternoon?” Grace chuckled. Lisbon blushed, and shaking her head, mumbling something, she gave her friend the two boxes, that the woman put on the coffee-table, next to the closed laptop. “Ben? Maddie? Why don’t you open aunt Teresa and Uncle Patrick’s presents?”
Laughing- and making the adults laugh as well- the two children destroyed the ribbons and the paper, and even the boxes, and if the old-fashioned Noah’s ark was well received by the youngsters, the same couldn’t be said about the Disney Princesses linen set- that Grace, though, adored with a passion, and was thankful for.
“Thanks, Lisbon.” Rigsby said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“What? No thank you to me?”
“Nope, sorry man, but this whole thing screams Lisbon. Only her would think about getting both a toy AND an useful item. You? I honestly thought that you would have given us poker money, just like you did with Ben. “
As Lisbon wasn’t watching, Jane stealthy gave his former co-worker a little black book. “Keep it hidden from Lisbon, will you? I need to prepare her before telling Teresa I still gamble every now and then.”
Both Wayne and Grace, who was witnessing the scene from afar, shook their heads and chuckled.
And then, after formalities were exchanged, they did what everybody used to do at birthday party: talked, eat cake, took pictures, and had fun. Like they hadn’t done in a long time.
Later, Grace and Wayne looked at Jane and Lisbon leaving their road on their rental car, his lips on her temple.
“Did she tell you when it happened?” Grace shook her head- Lisbon not only hadn’t told her about when Jane had proclaimed his undying love, but she hadn’t talked about the fresh relationship at all.
“I never thought she would have. I know she probably want to tell us in person, but… I guessed she wanted for today to be about us, and Maddie.” She chuckled. “Besides, I’m pretty sure Jane will call tomorrow to tell us of how he is thankful that you told him that everybody wanted to see the two of them getting together.”
“Everybody but Cho. Poor guy could barely talk over the phone when he told us that Jane and the boss were dating…”
“Yeah, well, you know what, Wayne?” Grace smiled and turned in his embrace, her arms around his neck as she walked him backwards back inside their home. “Maybe we should follow the boss’ advice- and let it be about us.”
Wayne chuckled, and sweetly and yet passionately kissed his wife.
His wife. He loved calling her like that. That he was allowed to say those words. He hoped that Jane and Lisbon were going to do the same soon.
But now he didn’t want to think about them. Now he wanted to concentrate only on the beautiful things that Grace was doing to him.
Because, god, he loved them. As much as he loved her.