A/n please tell me what you think, hopefully you'll enjoy

"we're practically identical Mister Jane" he whispered, pacing slowly around the chair that Jane was chained to. "Although you hate to admit it, you are both a manipulator and I liberator, as am I". Suddenly he pulled a blade to Janes throat, it reflected the light across the cellar and Jane could make out a door. His short raspy breaths were the only audible sounds.

"And not to inflate your ego anymore, but we do have a way with the ladies", at this Jane laughed although the sounds barely escaped his lips:

"people do not choose you, you force yourself upon them and threaten them, until they cannot leave" he stuttered.

"on the contrary Mister Jane, the relationships I have are based on trust and loyalty. You cannot deny that you would trust Teresa Lisbon with your life, she's like your little sheep dog, she will follow you anywhere".

At this Jane fell silent. The thought of Lisbon made him quiver, he didn't manipulate her. Maybe when he first met her was harsh and judgemental, never seeing past the stern exterior and the badge. Now, If he could, he would tell her to run, to leave the madness and grief that he had caused. Start a life with a man who could bring in enough income to suffice so that she could be pampered, like she deserved. He was in no fit state to provide for her.

"You didn't expect that, did you" Red John rasped.

"what?" Jane asked simply.

"that you would fall in love with her"

"no"

"in all that time you spend thinking did you ever think that I saved you from Angela? From a marriage without love, and the only reason that you stayed together was for Charlotte".

"no"

"just think of all those nights you left her alone in that big lofty house, you don't think that she got lonely. You couldn't blame her if she sought comfort with someone else", at this he removed the knife from James neck, yet a small trickle of blood ran down, inside his shirt, causing him to shiver.

"maybe," he continued. "Charlotte wasn't even yours? You never got a paternal test done did you? Maybe you have spent the last 10 years fighting a battle, that was pointless. You've wasted 10 years of your life" he sniggered.

"Shut up" Jane screamed, but before he could continue he felt the cold mass of a hammer hit his temple.