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Red Hot – Alternate Ending.

Patrick Jane was not happy. A few hours ago he had been rudely kidnapped and tied up in someone's basement. Of course, he knew the owner of the house and he knew why she had taken him, but one thing he didn't know was how to get out of his cuffs. Normally he was good at unpicking locks, but this one had been the exception. Typical.

He was currently lying on the floor, trying desperately to recover from the electric shocks he had received a few hours ago from a vicious cattle prod that had been his abductor's weapon of choice. He would complain to Lisbon about that later, preferably with a cup of tea. What's more, he was stuck with a decomposing corpse. Although his pocket had produced a pen knife, suitable for unpicking locks, he didn't have enough time to finish the task at hand.

The sound of a hatch being opened brought him out of his thoughts. Lisbon! He had never been so happy to see her in his life. She would have the key to unlock his handcuffs. She walked down the stairs to his right without the slightest indication of fear or trepidation. This was not good. Then he noted the person behind him.

"Oh, visiting hours" he remarked, sarcastically. "Hey Lisbon" he greeted, trying to hide the fear in his voice. It was partly his fault that he had been kidnapped and now Lisbon had been too, he couldn't afford to let anything happen to her. He didn't know quite what he felt towards her, but it was more than an average person should feel for their boss, or friend.

"Hands" he turned his head to the woman behind Lisbon who proceeded to walk her over to the support next to him and lock her wrists around it, clicking another pair of handcuffs in place.

"What's the plan Rachel? You get to watch Lisbon die just like you watched your father die?"

"Oh that's right" she stepped back from the now secured pair and looked down at Jane.

Teresa looked worried and let out a startled "What?".

Choosing to ignore her question for now he turned his attention back to his captor. "I'm smelling gasoline, you burning the place down?" he joked, hoping he was very wrong. Fire was not something that people can get out of easily, especially when they're locked in a basement.

"That's right". Great he thought.

"Rachel, think about this for a minute" Lisbon pleaded. She was not about to give up easily, she wouldn't go down without a fight.

"Oh I have" Rachel insisted turning around to stand by the foot of the stairs.

"Oh she certainly has" he assured his partner.

It was becoming a worrying situation now. Lisbon had always been taught to keep your captors talking, it gave backup longer to arrive and get you all out. "You're never going to get away with it" was the best she could come up with.

Rachel turned around and shrugged her shoulders at the duo. "You'll never know if I do or don't".

Jane looked up from the floor he was sitting on. "Lisbon I'm sorry. This is my fault. I will not let you burn alive as God is my witness"

By now, Lisbon was used to his antics and was pretty sure he was up to something. Jane had told her time and time again that he had no faith, and he knew all too well that she did so why was he the one mentioning God at such a delicate time.

Thankfully, Jane did know what he was doing and Rachel had stayed to listen to his little speech. Leaning forward she spoke again. "Goodbye", and with that she retreated back up the stairs.

Lisbon on the other hand could not see the upside in what had just happened. Jane had just aggravated her more, but then again, what was new? "Rachel, Rachel wait!" she shouted trying to attract her attention.

"You're wasting your energy".

"You have a better idea?"

"It just so happens I do" he produced the small knife he had retrieved earlier from the body's pocket.

"Where'd you get that?" Lisbon questioned, not doing well to hide the joy from her voice.

"Him" he pointed with a single finger as he hauled himself up using just his arms as his legs seemed to be of little use. "I was hoping to unlock my handcuffs but, er, no luck". He hated to admit to things he couldn't do.

"Well what are you gonna to do?"

"You're not gonna like it" he confirmed, looking directly into her eyes.

TBC

P.s: I am not a doctor or anything of the sort so I apologise if some parts are not very accurate.

Hope you like it. Feel free to tell me if it's terrible.