Jane walked through the familiar doors of house and up the stairs with a strong feeling of déjà vu. He had just gotten to his bedroom door when a sense of dread filled him. He realized time was repeating itself. He ran to his room in hope of getting there in time. He flung open the door and scanned the room.
He expected to see his wife and child their but instead he found a small woman lying lifeless. He hurried over to the woman realizing with shock the woman was Lisbon. He checked her pulse finding none. She was dead. He sat there, crying, holding her lifeless form calling her name.
Suddenly, he bolted upright recognizing the familiar surroundings of the CBI head quarters. He was lying on the couch, with a worried Lisbon in front of him.
"Are you okay?" she asked, "You seemed to be having a nightmare."
"I'm fine. It was just another red john dream. I'm going to go home. See you tomorrow Lisbon."
With that he walked off to his car and headed home. Lisbon would never tell him that she heard him cry her name that night.