Chapter 1

Heart racing, Lisbon wakes from a deep slumber, to find her hands tied behind the back of a chair. Thinking she's alone, she yells out "HELP!" only to get a quick, hard slap across the face.

"Shut up!" The voice came from a man, who was standing behind her, but was slowly making his way to the front of her. Gasping, the face of the man brings a rush of memories back to Lisbon.

"Mr. Mendez, come out of your bedroom please. I'd like to talk to you about the death of your wife." Lisbon and Jane stood in the living room of Mr. Mendez's home trying to convince the man to speak with them. Slowly, the doorknob turned and Mr. Mendez stepped out of his room with his hands behind his back.

In a quick, fluid movement, Mr. Mendez took his hands out from behind his back, revealing a gun in his right hand. Aiming the gun, he shoots Jane in the shoulder and then makes a run for Lisbon. Jane passed out, landing on the floor with a thud, bleeding badly. Lisbon was able to hold Mr. Mendez off for about 10 seconds before he clubbed her in the head. She tried to fight the throbbing pain, but the darkness took over anyways.

Remembering that Jane was with her there, she frantically looked around in the dark room for the blond-haired man. She didn't find anything in the abandoned room. He had her hostage. "Mr. Mendez, what do you want with me?" Her voice was scratchy and dry.

"Well, I thought that was clear, Agent Lisbon. I don't want you saying anything. I want you to leave the case alone."

"You know very well that I can't do that. Plus, you didn't kill Jane, so he's still alive and he now knows you have me. My team is probably already on their way here, looking for us right now. How long has it been anyways?" Looking around, it looked like they were in an abandoned cabin. It was dark outside, so it was either late at night, or early in the morning. It was also relatively warm for this time of the year, so they must've gone south.

"It's been 3 days since you passed out. I must say, you are a very deep sleeper, Agent Lisbon. You didn't stir once."

"You're not going to get away with this. I bet Jane is already on his way here." Just as she said that last line, her cell phone rang. Recognizing the ring tone, she knew Jane was calling. Unfortunately, Mendez had her cell. Looking at the screen, his face paled slightly, but he spoke with confidence when he answered the phone.

"Ah, Mr. Jane. We were just talking about you!"

"I hope you were talking about how I'm going to find you. And that when I do, you'll regret the day you even thought about taking Lisbon."

"It's nice to hear such confidence, so sure that you will find us."

"Is she okay? I want to talk to her. Put her on the phone now." Anger mixed with worry as he spoke with Mendez, but he quickly changed it to a more calming voice when Lisbon got on.

"Jane?" Lisbon sighed knowing he was alive. She wasn't exactly telling the truth earlier. She really had no way of knowing. "Are you okay?"

"Never better. Well, scratch that. It could be better. I'm sorry, Lisbon. I will find you and you will be safe again, but I need you to do something. I'm going to ask you a series of questions and just answer 'yes' or 'no'. I think I'm in the right area as to where you are, but I just need to know the specifics now. Remember, only 'yes' and 'no'. Are you in a building?"

"Yes."

"Big?"

"No."

"House?"

"No."

"Cabin?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'm closer than I thought. Now, he has probably got an idea that you told me where you are. He will pull a gun, but I will be there soon, so stall. Teresa?"

Lisbon was surprised to hear him use her first name. "Yes, Patrick?"

"I will find you."

"I know. Hopefully it will just be in time."

"Me too. Bye, Teresa."

"Bye, Patrick." A tear grew at the corner of her eye thinking that may have been the last time she would've heard his voice again. She quickly blinked it away, not wanting Mendez to see her vulnerable.

Hanging up the phone, Mendez took it back. "What were all the 'yes' and 'no's about? Did you tell him where we are, you little bitch?" Getting angry, Mr. Mendez did exactly what Jane said he would. He pulled out a gun.

"No. How could I? I was knocked out." She was stalling, but she couldn't think of what else to say.

"What did he ask you then?"

Think quickly, Teresa, Lisbon thought to herself. "He was asking me questions about my physical state."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Whether I was raped, had any broken bones, bleeding, drugged, and things like that." That's believable enough, she thought.

"You're lying! He asked you more that that! What else did you tell him?"

"Nothing, I swear!" She was starting to get nervous with his growing temper and the gun he had pointed at her.

"You lying bitch!" Raising the gun, he aimed it right at her forehead.

Jane's not going to make it, she sadly thought. Closing her eyes, she awaited her death.

Not more than 5 seconds later, a gun shot rang out, but not the one she was expecting. Opening her eyes slowly, Lisbon saw Mendez lying at her feet, bleeding from a gunshot wound in his back. Looking up, she was shocked to see Jane in the doorway with a gun pointed at where Mendez just stood.

"Jane! Oh, thank God!" Closing her eyes, Lisbon slumped in her seat, sobs racking her body.

Jane rushed to her and untied her hands from behind the chair. Jumping up, Lisbon leapt to Jane, wrapping her arms around his neck, his arms going around her waist. They stood there, Lisbon crying into Jane's shoulder, while Jane rubbed her back, repeating, "you're safe" into her hair.

EMTs suddenly swarmed the room, getting to work on Mendez and making their way to the happy pair. Seeing she had to get checked out, she parted Jane with a "thank you" and a kiss on the cheek.

Jane nodded, replying, "Anytime."

Smiling, she went and spoke with the medics.

Author's Note: Hope you liked it. Reviews if you think I should continue!

Thanks for reading,

hol

p.s. I will be continuing my other story, just needed to start this one while it was on the mind :]