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Sleep
Patrick uses drugs to sleep, right? Now he's sleeping without them. But when Lisbon is captured by Red John, will he resort back to drugs?
"Sleep, sleep, sleep, please let me fall sleep!" Patrick Jane kept thinking. After his wife and daughter were murdered, he could never get a night of real sleep. Popping two sleeping pills always were the trick. Since he started to work for the CBI, he had been trying harder to fall asleep naturally.
"Patrick Jane!?" a female voice yelled.
"What Lisbon?"
"We have a case to go investigate."
"Why now? I almost was going to sleep without pills."
"Well maybe if you stop thinking about how you're going to murder Red John, you'll find yourself sleeping more often."
"I can't not think about it."
"What ever Jane, let's go."
After along day of work, Patrick slipped back onto the couch he made his territory. He tried again to fall asleep but Lisbon was still there. She drove him nuts inside.
It's been only four weeks with him there and he already wanted to please her. He already found all the ways to make her blush and uses them often. He also loves to talk to her and he trusts her.
"Jane, are you really going to try to fall asleep without those?" Lisbon asked holding up the bottle of prescription sleeping pills.
"Yes, the sooner I can fall asleep without them, the better."
"You'll have to stop thinking of Red John then."
"Yes, I assume so, now, can I sleep?"
"Yes."
"Good-night Lisbon."
"Good-night Jane."
After Lisbon finally left, Jane tried really hard to sleep but he was unsuccessful. He tossed and turned and fell on the floor half a dozen times.
Finally, he decided it wasn't worth it and headed over to his desk. He grabbed for the desk drawer that he watched Lisbon put the pills in but it was locked. He tugged and pulled but it didn't budge.
"Darn you, Teresa!" He turned on the light on his desk and found a note sitting there.
Jane, Jane, Jane; I knew you couldn't do it. Have fun all night with out sleep. I'll unlock it in the morning and then you'll have them back. Maybe not having the crutch will help more. See you in the morning.
Lisbon
P.S. Don't get any ideas or torture me. My office is locked for a reason.
Jane looked at the clock and saw it was only five after eleven. The general store he knew, near his home, was open until midnight.
