I'm Yours

What if Patrick gave up hunting Red John so that he could make Lisbon happy? But what would Lisbon do if Jane went missing and Red John might be a friend?

I don't own them, but if I did Jane would not chase Red John and he would be in Lisbon's arms!!!!!


"Why didn't you listen? We could have Red John right now."

"But you could be dead."

"I'd choose death if you could have Red John."

"I don't think you do."

"I do."

"Quit saying that. Don't you understand that there are other people who care for you?" Lisbon was crying as she stormed out.

Jane was dumbstruck watching his boss walk away. He couldn't believe that she said that and started to cry while saying it. After thinking for awhile, he stood up and walked outside. As he reached the bottom step, he noticed that Sheriff Dumar Hardly wasn't knocked out. He shot a police officer and then pointed the gun at Lisbon.

Jane noticed a gun sitting on the truck and he grabbed it. He pointed it the best he could and took the shot. Then the guy fell and Lisbon looked toward who had saved her life. Jane had dropped the gun and slunk away.

"Jane?" Lisbon yelled. Jane had already left the scene and jumped into the van.

Lisbon helped the police out and then went to the van. She found Jane shaking really hard and crying.

"Jane?" Lisbon tried to calm him down.

"I killed a guy. I never wanted to kill anyone but Red John."

"Jane, you saved my life. You did what you needed to do to save a life. Jane, I kind of owe you one."

"You saved me plenty of times."

"I haven't killed a man to save you."

"That's not something I'm proud." Jane's shaking stopped but he started to cry harder.

"Calm down, let's take you home. You need to rest for awhile."

"No! The CBI couch is my home. Take me there!" Jane grabbed Lisbon's hand as he said that but after, he jerked away and looked out the window.

"Jane it's ok. You sure you don't want me…" Jane turned cutting her off. He shook his head and gave her a hurt face. Usually he gave her one of his break your heart smiles and she blushed. But this time his eyes seemed to gaze right through her, his mouth formed a frozen that was so sad, and his unusual pale skin was beat red and tear covered. Even his hair was a mess.

"Jane, are you ok? Do you need to go to my apartment and take a shower?"

"Do I look that bad?"

"To be honest? Yes Jane, you look like shit."

"Thanks for being so honest. I like that about you."

"Really? I hate it. I was always was called goody two shoes all through high school. In college I was called a hard a**."

"Thanks Lisbon. You're really helping me." Jane's face was almost back to normal.

"Want a shower?"

"Yeah, it might help." Lisbon was about to drive away when Rigsby, VanPelt, and Cho came.

"Can we get a ride back to building? They had to take the car for evidence."

"Sure." Jane looked at Lisbon and she smiled.

"Can you just drop me off?" Jane asked quietly.

"Yep, I'll come back later to pick you up and bring you back to the CBI Building."

"Thank you."

Lisbon drove up to her apartment building and walked up to hers. She knocked on the door and a few minutes later, she heard footsteps.

"Welcome to Lisbon's Gala," Jane said with a smile.

"Gala? Jane, what did you do to my apartment?"

"I cleaned it up and cooked you good dinner!"

"What are you doing this for?"

"Because, I have people that care for me and I have people that care for as well."

"Jane!" Lisbon hugged him.

"I have given up going after Red John. I understand that my wife and daughter would want me to live and not to grow old in jail. Orange was never my color."

"Really? You're giving it up?"

"Yes, you promised them too. We will catch him together and he can grow in jail, wearing his color."

"I guess. Now, you know I'm not allowed to let you stay here."

"I know. Can we eat and then can…"

"Can the meal be on the road? The building closes in twenty minutes."

"Sure." Jane ran into the kitchen/dining room and grabbed two Tupper-wear bowls and two mugs.

"You planned this?"

"Oh, I knew it was coming. I just wish, never mind. Let's go."

The two walked down to the van and got in. Lisbon started the van and took off for the CBI.

"Lisbon, why did you start crying when you told me that I shouldn't be such a prick?"

"I didn't..."

"Yes you did!"

"Ok, maybe but that's a personal issue. I don't know if I can talk about it just yet. Sometime maybe." Jane grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

"I'll be waiting." He jumped up and ran into the CBI.

Lisbon sat there watching her best friend run into the place they both worked and spent every moment of their lives.

"Lisbon? Answer the phone!"

"Oh, what?"

"You missed our date tonight. What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, John. I'll make it up to you, some other time."

"No, just give me the name of the guy. I want to know who I'm up against."

"What guy?"

"The one that answered your phone, when I called your apartment."

"He's a co-worker. He had a rough day at work. He doesn't like going home and then I dropped him off back at work."

"Who is he?" John yelled.

"I don't love him, John!"

"Who is he?" John asked calmer.

"Patrick."

"Patrick?"

"Jane." At that John hung up. This made Lisbon question but it wouldn't make her really think until later.