First fanfic so please be nice. How come I always end up on mentalist when I'm supposed to be doing homework anyhow? Complete nonsense set after s2 finale.

Disclaimer: not mine belongs to CBS, Bruno Heller etc. If I owned would I be doing history homework err...no!


'Crap' Lisbon muttered as she put down the phone from the local PD, 'just what we need.' Lisbon began to straighten the documents on her desk before summing up the courage to walk into the bullpen to announce, 'Red Johns killed again, local PD just called it in, handing it over to us' Jane leapt of the sofa and started to head for the car, the rest of the team following knowing that if it is the real Red John the Jane is going to be depressed for a while. 'Cho, you ride with Rigsby and Van Pelt, I'll take Jane' Lisbon ordered.

As they entered the house a police officer briefed them on the details, 'Tony Barnton, early fifties, time of death around 2 hours ago, called in by an anonymous phone call in a call box down the road about 45 minutes ago. Body in the upstairs bedroom, third door on your right.'

'Thanks,' Lisbon and Jane said at the same time. 'Lisbon, before I decide if it's Red John let's explore a bit' Jane whispered. Lisbon confused by his unwillingness turned to question but realised that Jane was crouching beside a small door under the stairs. Lisbon pulled out her gun and opened the door, inside were some plant pots and bags of seeds but more interesting was the pile of 'potato sacks' which were moving, glancing at Jane and receiving an encouraging nod she quickly pulled the sacks away finding a child, around the age of 13 Jane deduced, glaring at Lisbon.

'Hi there, I'm Agent Lisbon from the CBI' Lisbon said soothingly, holstering her gun, 'it's going to be OK. What's your name?'

'I'm Harriet' the girl said in a Scottish accent, 'Red John killed again and completely ruined my life, again' the girl spoke with an air of authority surprising Lisbon.

'Tell me Harriet, how do you know that it's Red John?' Jane asked quickly.

'The smiley on the wall. That's his mark that is. Only I've not seen it yet, just heard the officers talking. When they were calling you lot in.' Harriet replied no change in emotion. This girl could give Cho a run for his money Lisbon thought.

'I haven't seen it either and seeing as my job is to find criminals, I think I'll go have a quick look. One last question, who is the man upstairs? How are you related?' Jane said standing up.

'That's two but he is my uncle, Tony Barnton. Can I see it too, you never know, I might discover something. But seen as I just moved in, I probably won't recognise much.' Harriet answered jokily a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

'Are you sure about that? It can be quite disturbing. Oh, what did you mean by saying your life has been ruined again? Lisbon questioned gently patting her shoulder.

'I'm fine. I have a strong stomach having seen crime scenes before. Let's just say my past ain't pretty' Harriet answered politely but both Jane and Lisbon noticed the flash of anger and sorrow pass across the girls face.


How was it? It's a bit random but hey. Reviews would be nice but not if you cant be bothered (like me).