Disclaimer: Mentalist is not mine and I get no money from this.
Author's Note:This was originally supposed to be one-parter but this first bit is longer than I expected so it'll be multi-chapter. Sorry if my medical knowledge is inaccurate I'm just guessing on what little I know, also the producer is made up. Anyway hope you like it, as I said its my take on what could have happened to Jane when he was hospitalized, enjoy! btw for anyone who reads Blood and Tears, the next chapter should be up tomorrow.
He sat looking at the face, like he'd done today and the day before that and the day before that. It was hard to concentrate on anything else. If his eyes were open he saw it, if his eyes were shut he saw it.
Sleep had become impossible, the doctor had given him pills but the nothingness of sleep had been replaced with vivid nightmares of his family dying or him discovering their bloody corpses, and always, always that face grinning at him like it knew it was his fault.
He just couldn't bring himself to care about anything anymore, before he'd wanted to give then a nice funeral but now? He was just alone, eternally alone with his guilt and grief. He'd never see them again, ever and it was all his fault. How could he care anymore about anything? What was the point?
So he decided to do it, to finally do it. He knew it was selfish but he didn't have anyone to care anymore and all he wanted was to be gone, to not have to deal with having to live without his family, to not have to deal with the face. They'd been everything to him and without everything you get nothing.
So he went and got his sleeping pills and some aspirin plus some bourbon to was it down. He swallowed the pills and drank till there was nothing left. He dropped the bottle beside him and waited for death...
It was a sunny day as Mike Rothman pulled into the drive. The house was silent and again he felt slightly guilty for going to bother Patrick Jane like this. He was a producer on Jane's psychic show and had been sent- after drawing the short straw with the other two producers- to try talk him back into doing the show.
He knew it was hard on Jane, losing your whole family like that, he shivered at the thought as he approached the door and rang the bell. He still wasn't sure what he should say, Jane did have a good reason for not wanting to carry on with the show but it was still popular and had good ratings. He thought they should have at least waited longer before talking to him about this, it had only been a week since his family's funeral after all.
He waited thinking of this, then waited some more, and carried on waiting. He didn't think Jane was going to come to the door. Maybe he should go he thought, after all he did try. Worrying about this he decided to check if the door was open, if it wasn't be would go. Happy with this he reached out for the door-handle and was disappointed when it opened.
Sighing again he went into Jane's house. It seemed so empty and quiet, the few times he had been the house it had been noisy with his daughter playing and his wife yelling at her to be quiet while they had guests. His family had been nice enough, sweet house Jane had too.
"Patrick?" he called out. Silence, maybe he was upstairs he thought as he began climbing the stairs slowly. Still no sign of Jane, slightly annoyed he turned and saw a bloody red face smiling at him from the master bedroom. Feeling chilled to the bone, he wondered if it was healthy for Jane to still have that on the wall. Reluctantly he headed for the room.
Transfixed he reached the face, god this Red John guy was sick he thought as he turned towards the door, where he saw Jane sitting beside it.
He looked thinner than Rothman remembered. His blonde hair was unkempt and he had a slight stubble, it looked weird seeing him like this and not wearing a three-piece suit either, just a shirt not even tucked in. Wondering again if he should just go Mike noticed the bottles beside Jane.
Feeling his heartbeat increasing he knelt beside him, there was an empty bottle of bourbon, sleeping pills and aspirin, shit! He couldn't have, he wouldn't have... Shit!
"Patrick! Patrick, can you hear me? Wake up goddam it!" he screamed at Jane shaking him violently. This was not good, he took out his cell and dialled 9-1-1.
"Hello 9-1-1, what's your emergency?" said a woman's voice on the other end of the line.
"Hello I'm Mike Rothman, I errr... just went to see Patrick Jane at his house and uhm... it sort of looks like... I think he tried to kill himself, there's a bunch of empty bottles here..."
"Does he have a pulse?" with a shaking hand he reached out and was relieved to feel a faint pulse.
"Yeah, he's- he's got a pulse,"
"We'll dispatch an ambulance to your location immediately. Do you know the address?"
"Errr... no, but its Patrick Jane's house, his family were killed here recently,"
"Okay, no problem hang in there, help is on the way," she hung up and it put down the phone still in a state of disbelief. Jane had tried to kill himself! He was always seemed so happy, losing his family must have been harder on him than anyone had thought... but suicide? Patrick!?
He heard sirens and then footsteps.
"Up here!" he yelled running down the corridor to see the paramedics shuffling in, "he's up here guys!" he yelled again motioning to the room. The paramedics hurried upstairs with their kits and went to Jane, he hoped he'd be okay, he was a nice guy after all, everyone liked him.
Jane was put on a stretcher and brought to the ambulance, Mike still struggled to believe it.
"Does he have any family?" one of the paramedics was asking him, "anyone we can call? I noticed a wedding ring on his finger,"
"His wife was killed recently, and his only child. I errr... don't think he has any other family. There was no one like that at the funeral anyway,"
"Okay," she said getting into the ambulance. Mike watched it drive away, still not quite believing this. Shaken he got back into his car, feeling the sudden urge to go home to his own family. He hoped Jane'd be okay...
Author's Note: Well what d'ya think? Please review, I always love to see what you guys think :)