PATRICK JANE'S DAUGHTER

CHAPTER 21

Around four that morning, Jane and Lisbon were woken by the shrill ringing of the phone. Groaning at his for once peaceful sleep being interrupted, Jane rolled onto his stomach to answer.

Lisbon rolled over in bed, her eyes shining with worry. If it was a midnight case, they would have rung her phone. The fact that Jane was receiving such a late call, worried her enormously.

"Patrick Jane." he answered, rubbing his hand over his face to try to wake himself a little more.

"Mr Jane, its Doctor Rossi here."

Jane felt a stab of fear pierce through his heart. The only reason a doctor would be ringing at this time of the night would be to give bad news. Please let her still be alive…. Please let me say goodbye.

"Greer's condition has deteriorated since her re-admittance to the hospital… we think it would be best if you and Ms Lisbon were to come right away."

Jane cleared his throat, trying to keep his emotions in check.

"Thank you doctor… we'll be there as quick as we can." Without even waiting for a reply, he hung up the phone and scrambled out of bed.

Lisbon, who had been watching Jane throughout the conversation, sat up in a rush. He didn't need to say anything for her to realise what must be happening.

She threw back the sheets and shrugged into an old hoodie before walking over to a now frantic Jane and pulling him into a tight hug.

"It'll be ok Patrick. We'll be ok." For a small moment Jane revealed in her warmth, he felt safe in her arms. He knew that the only way he was going to get through this was with his partner by his side… partner having many different meanings at this point.

Jane took a shuddering breath before releasing Lisbon and jogging down the stairs, her following close behind.

"Jane, let me drive." Lisbon called out as he went for his car keys. "You're too worked up to drive."

When Jane didn't even protest and just handed over the keys, Lisbon started to shake a little. This was not going to be ok. She could see Jane blaming himself, going back to the what ifs. What if they didn't take her out yesterday? What if he had known there was something wrong sooner? Could they have possibly saved her more pain? Could they have figured out a way to extend her life? Lisbon shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts away.

On the way to the hospital, Jane looked pale and withdrawn, his breathing coming out in soft gasps.

"Patrick, I know you're hurting but you need to try to calm yourself down a little… you'll induce another episode."

Jane looked at Lisbon, his expression showing he clearly thought she was being ridiculous. How could he be calm at a time like this? His daughter was dying. He might not make it to be there with her. He has had to live with the guilt of Charlotte having to die alone for what feels like an eternity, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let that happen to Greer.

"Can't this thing go any faster?" Jane snapped before he could stop himself.

When Lisbon didn't answer, but the houses started zooming past him with greater speed, he took that as a sign of understanding. Lisbon loved Greer too. He was being selfish again.

Reaching out for her hand, as a sign of apology, Jane leant his head against his chair, trying to keep himself calm. If his stomach was to play up now… well all hell would break loose.

They pulled up to the hospital parking lot in record time, and they both took off at a run towards the oncology intensive care unit.

Jane slowed just outside Greer's room when he saw Dr Rossi standing outside waiting for them.

"Mr Jane, Ms Lisbon." Rossi said nodding towards each of them.

"What happened?" Jane asked in a rush.

"We have been noticing for a while that Greer has been rapidly deteriorating, it was just a matter of time."

Jane hung his head.

"Where's her mother?"

"On her way." The doctor replied.

"Is there nothing you can do?" Jane cried desperately.

The doctor shook his head sadly. "All we can do is keep her comfortable. She has been in and out of consciousness since around midnight."

Jane looked guiltily at the doctor. Rossi, sensing his unease, stepped forward and placed a hand on Jane's shoulder.

"Mr Jane I need you to know that you and Ms Lisbon taking her out yesterday didn't trigger this. It was going to happen sooner or later. I must say, I haven't seen Greer so happy than what she was when you dropped her back. You made her feel like one very special girl. Remember that."

Jane reached out and shook the man's hand.

"Thank you doctor."

Rossi nodded in return.

"She's been asking for you both, you can go in when you're ready. Call us if you need anything." With one last look at the pair, Rossi turned and walked down the corridor.

Taking Jane's hand, Lisbon lead him quietly through the door and into Greer's room.

She was paler than either of them had ever seen her, with an oxygen mask placed firmly over her mouth. Her eyes were closed, but Jane could tell that she was awake, only resting.

"Greer honey? Can you open your eyes?" Jane heard Lisbon say.

They were rewarded with a small blue slit as Greer tried to crack her eyes open.

"Dad? Teresa?" she rasped.

"We're here honey." Lisbon replied as she made her way over to the bed. Jane on the other hand stayed standing stiffly in the doorway.

Jane was at a complete loss for words. He had been so worried that he would be too late to say goodbye that he didn't even have time to think about what he was going to say to her when he got here.

"Dad? I'm not… contagious. You can… come a little… closer." Greer said at her attempt of lightening the situation.

Jane tried to smile, he really did, but all that came out was a pained grimace.

"I'm sorry Greer." He said coming over and kissing her on the forehead. "We got here as soon as we could."

"I know." She replied managing a smile. "Thank you."

Lisbon sat at the end of the bed, her hand on Greer's leg and Jane sat on the side of the bed, holding his daughter's hand. Her skin felt cold to the touch.

"Greer you're cold." He said, rubbing his own hands over hers in attempt to warm them.

"They are? I didn't… even realise."

In the movies the characters always went cold before they were about to die, and just before they did let go, they lost all feeling, unable to feel touch or temperature… their senses turning off one by one. Both Lisbon and Jane knew that this was happening to Greer.

"Thank you… for… yesterday." Greer croaked. She was out of breath and beginning to have a tough time getting her words out.

"Shhh sweetheart, save your breath." Jane whispered.

Greer shook her head.

"No… need to… say… this…. You… are both… wonderful. Lucky… to have… you both… in my life." She panted.

"We're the lucky ones Greer. You've taught us both so much." Lisbon replied, with a slight squeeze to her leg. When Greer didn't even respond to the touch, Lisbon began to worry. They didn't have much time left.

"Greer, thank you for coming to find me." Jane said, his eyes starting to glaze over with tears. "You gave me a second chance at love."

Greer stared at them both knowingly.

"I'll… be watching… when you… get married." Lisbon smiled through her own tears. This girl truly was remarkable. It just wasn't fair that they were going to lose her to this wicked disease.

Greer looked around the room.

"Mom?" she asked, a hint of remorse in her voice. She knew her time was draining fast, she couldn't hold on much longer. If her mother wasn't so selfish … she would have been closer… she could have been here.

Jane just shook his head.

"She's on her way sweetie. You hold on."

Greer just smiled and shook her head sadly.

Jane seeing this, started to panic.

"No! You can't leave Greer! Not yet!" Jane cried, bringing her hand up to his face and kissing it softly.

"I… love… you…" Greer said, smiling softly at both of them. She then drew one lat shuddering breath, and was still.

"I love you too." Jane wept, bringing his hand to her face and closing her eyes. He kissed her on the forehead and whispered his goodbyes, never once letting go of her hand.

Wiping her face, Lisbon got off the bed and walked around to Jane, holding his head to her chest. She let him cry softly into her shoulder, kissing him softly on the crown of his head every so often.

About half an hour later, they heard the familiar click of heels before Tracy's head popped around the corner. The medical staff had informed her of Greer's passing already, but had stayed out of the room to give Jane and Lisbon their space.

She walked softly into the room, as not to disturb them… the most courteous thing she had managed since she clicked back into his life.

"Oh Greer…" she whispered quietly. "Oh my poor baby…" she walked over to the other side of the bed and took Greer's free hand.

For a long while, the three adults stayed in the room, mourning the passing of such a vibrant life.

Jane was beginning to wonder if you could die of a broken heart. It had nearly succeeded once… he wasn't so sure if he could come back from this one. The only thing keeping him from completely losing it, was the small raven haired beauty holding onto him for dear life.

If they were both going to make it through in one piece, they were going to have to do it together.


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