Alrightly... First Mentalist fic ever, in fact, I only started watching The Mentalist a matter of about a week ago and I'm almost all the way done season two, three episodes if I'm not mistaken. Anyway, review please and whatever else people do on here... Tell me if you like the angle, ect., ect., And yea...
Also! I don't own the Mentalist, although I wish I did because then Red John would be dead, Rigsby and Van Pelt could date, and Lisbon and Jane would get together. I only own the plot and Melody Boone... And her now dead family.
Chapter One;;;
Screaming. Screaming and cry's of pain. That's what Melody Boone was hearing, all she was hearing. The small 15 year old blond stood scared stiff with the base ball bat in her hands, her knuckles turning white from gripping the thing so hard. She took a few deep breaths, and opened her door. She had to try and save her family, right?
She didn't see any one right there, but she knew they were there. She knew it; She had a feeling they wanted her to come after them, but, not to kill her. Why was that? She shook the feeling off, and took a few tentative steps forward, the base ball bat held in front of her body, ready to hit whoever it was. Then the screaming stopped; Trailed off into eerily silence. Swallowing, Melody took a few more steps forward, slowly putting her hand on Elizabeth, her sisters, door knob.
"Lizabeth?" She asked, pushing the door open. She set her base ball bat down by the door, where it normally ended up after practice. "Lizabeth, are you awake?" She slowly walked into the room.
There on the wall was a red smiley face, drawn in blood. Elizabeth Anne Boone's blood. She backed out of the room, and towards her parents. She would never get the picture of her little sister all sliced up out of her mind.
"Momma? Daddy?" She asked, pushing her parents door open, seeing the same scene. Her father was on the floor, his throat slit. Her mother half way across the bed, looking like she was going for her father, her throat slit and a gun shot in her chest. A red smiley on the wall above the bed, in Jesse and Anne Boone's blood. Her eyes grew wide as she backed out of the room, running into a wall. She fumbled around in the pocket of her house coat, for her cell phone, she had to call 911. Her family was just murdered, and she had slept through most of it, and she was unharmed. Why? Why them and not her?
"911, where is your emergency?" Came a voice out of the phone she hadn't even realized she had pressed against her ear.
"Uh..." Melody struggled to remember the name of the road and address of the house she had lived in for the past 4 years. "124 Summertime Road, Sacramento." She stuttered out, scared and confused again.
"Can you tell me what happened?" The man asked her, as she heard commotion in the back ground.
"I-I woke up because I heard my sister screaming, and then it stopped. I went to check on her, and she was dead. Her throat's cut up, and there's a red smiley face drawn above her. The same thing with my parents." She checked out.
"Damn it, Greg. Call CBI, Red John struck again." She heard the man say, covering the phone with his hand while he did so. "Everything's going to be okay, the CBI will be there really soon. Now, are you okay?"
"I'm going to have to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind," Agent Lisbon asked the young blonde. Melody nodded. She was still in her room, only Lisbon and Jane were with Melody, Van Pelt, Rigsby, and Cho were in Elizabeth's room at the moment.
"Yea. Yea, of course." Melody said, nodding still a little. Jane looked around the rather large room, a colourful rather large room.
"Very nice room," Jane said, looking back over at the blonde.
"Uh... Thanks," Melody muttered, looking confused from Jane to Lisbon.
"Jane, leave the poor girl alone," Lisbon glared at the man, and then looked back at Melody. "What did you hear when you woke up?" Lisbon asked, Jane going back to looking around the room.
"I hear Lizabeth screaming, I freaked out, and grabbed my base ball bat -"
"You had a base ball bat in here?" Jane asked, turning around, a small amused smile slipping onto his face.
"I play base ball at my school," She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "What are you doing anyway?" She asked, brushing a ringlet out of her face.
"Uh, just waiting for Lisbon to finish up questioning you," He said, the same way.
"Jane." Lisbon turned around facing her consultant. "Leave. Now." She pointed towards the door.
"I'm going, I'm going," He muttered, "I'll probably see you around, Melody." Smiling at him, he left the room.
"I'm sorry about him, he's an idiot sometimes." Lisbon said, still livid with Jane.
"It's okay." Melody muttered, rubbing her eyes.
"Did you see any one? When you came out of your room?" Lisbon looked back over at Melody.
"No, I had a feeling whoever was there wanted me to come out and see... Everything, but I don't know." Melody's voice trailed off as Jane came back into the room.
"Hah! She sounds like me," Jane said, smiling at the confused girl.
"What are you talking about?" Melody asked, tilting her head to the side. Jane smirked, Lisbon staring at him like he was insane.
"Your name is Melody Jessica Boone, you have a younger sister name Elizabeth Anne Boone. Your birthday is August, 1st. Your only fifteen, but you want to be a cop when you grow up, oh, not a cop, a CBI agent, or something like that." Jane said, stepping into the room, behind Lisbon. "You miss your three best friends, and wish you could see them again. You like music, rock music mostly, and you like to write as a hobby. How was that? Spot on?" He asked.
Melody looked the man over, raising an eye brow. She cracked a smile, glad she had even the smallest distraction.
"Nearly. But, I have pictures of my friends on my desk, song lyrics from well know rock bands on the walls, and stories posted all over the place." She said matter-of-factly, nodding at the wall next to her. "My birthday is on the calendar, and it says it's my 16th birthday. My full name is easy to get, you're a cop." She muttered the last part. Lisbon laughed, a small smile on her face.
"You'll have to excuse Jane, he doesn't seem to know when to shut up," Lisbon said, punching him in the arm. Melody smiled at the two.
"It's okay, Jenna never knew when to shut up either, we used to be up until five o'clock in the morning talking at sleepovers and texting at home," She said, her smile drooping a little at the thought of Jenna, which made her think of Becca and Tara, too. And Liam and Rae.
"Hey," Jane said, kneeling down in front of her bed, "It's okay to miss them, it's a part of life. Just like death; Your born, you live, you die. Some people chose to kill other's, and those people tend to have a reason for it," He said, a sincere smile on his face, replacing the smirk that had been there a moment before.
"Lisbon," Came another voice through the door, a female voice. "Cho wants you... Hi," She came through the door. Melody smiled at her. "I'm Grace, Grace Van Pelt," Grace said, happily to the younger girl.
"Melody Boone," Melody replied smiling – Grinning in fact.
"Van Pelt, can you stay here and keep Jane out of trouble?" Lisbon asked, turning to face the red head.
"Sure Boss," Grace nodded, smiling at Melody again.
"Thanks, and Jane, just... Don't harass the girl," She gave him a stern look and then left the room.
"Don't harass the girl?" Grace asked, turning to face Jane, "What'd you do, Jane?" She asked.
"I did nothing, Grace. Why is it that people always point at me. I didn't do anything, did I Melody?" Jane turned from Grace to Melody. Melody pursed her lips together, to keep from laughing.
"You seemed to know far too much about me, which is creepy. But... Other than that, I don't think so," A small giggle burst from her lips. So much had happened in the last few hours, and yet, here she was, laughing at a man she only knew the name of.
"Whatever Jane." Grace rolled her eyes at the man, and came to sit next to Melody. "How about you tell me about yourself, Melody?" Van Pelt asked, looking at the young blonde, noticing how much alike Jane and Melody looked; The same eye colour and hair colour, and both had curls, but, of course, Melody's curls were long and pulled back right now.
"Uh, sure. What'd you want to know?" She asked. She hated talking about herself unless it was a specific question. She was never very good at it.
"What do you like to do for fun?" Van Pelt asked, turning her body more towards Melody.
"I play base ball on my school team, and I used to play badminton on the team, too. I like to sing, and I'm a reporter on my school newspaper." She told Grace, and Jane, too, only because he was still in the room. "I also love to write, and read. And I love cop shows, but I'm pretty sure Jane knows that," She smirked, looking over at the man who had guess so much about her.
"That's partially true. I knew you wanted to be a cop, but I didn't know about the cop shows," He said, finally not looking around the room, and sitting on the chair that was by her desk.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked, looking from Van Pelt to Jane, biting her lip.
"Sure, of course." Van Pelt said, smiling a reassuring smile.
"What's going to happen to me? I mean, the only family I have is in Texas, and I don't want to go back there..." She trailed off, a few tears forming in her blue eyes. Van Pelt looked over at Jane, who shrugged.
"I don't know, Melody." Van Pelt said, honestly. "Sorry."
"It's okay. I just... I wouldn't be adopted if it came to that, and I'm too old to be a foster child for more than a few months. The only family I even have in the country is my grandma, and she's... She can't take care of me." Melody sighed, and an idea dawn on Jane.
"I've got an idea, Lisbon may actually kill me for it, but, still." He said, laughing whilst he said so. Van Pelt raised an eye brow at Jane, and Melody looked over at him. "You can live with one of us until we can get things sorted out," He suggested.
"Well, I'd say you can stay with me, but I'm in a one room apartment right now. So, it's either Jane or Lisbon, and I highly doubt Lisbon could take someone in, no offence." Van Pelt said, looking to Jane.
"Well, there's an extra room at my apartment," He said, grinning as Lisbon came back into the room.
"We've got to go – Why are you smiling like that?" She asked as she looked at Jane.
"Because I've just had a brilliant idea." He said, standing up. "Melody here can stay with me at my apartment until we get everything settled and find a real home for her, like... With a friend or something." Jane said, looking at Lisbon for approval.
"Is Melody okay with this?" Lisbon asked, looking away from Jane and to Melody.
"It's fine with me," She muttered, not really sure what else to say. "It's settled then!" He grinned.