A/N: I hope you all enjoy this fic. It's sort-of based off a dream I had a while back. I have some other Mentalist fics: Red Summer, Blood Summer, Four Years, A Christmas Surprise, Our First Christmas, Family's First Christmas and Twisted Love, if you haven't checked them out yet, could you? Thanks! The first few chapters take place before Rigsby joins the CBI, so obviously before the show. And please excuse if everything in this chapter isn't accurate. Please remember to review! Thanks!
~Forest Princess
Baby sitter's POV
Rose, the baby sitter for Anne and Joseph Rigsby, was sitting in the living room, waiting for them to get home from their night out. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. The baby sitter got up and went to the door. Standing outside were two police officers. The baby sitter opened the door.
"May I help you?" Rose asked.
"Are you related to Anne and Joseph Rigsby?" one officer questioned.
"No, I'm their sitter. What's going on?" Rose inquired. She was confused to see the police at the front door.
"May we come in?" the other officer said.
"Is there a problem?" Rose wondered.
"Yes," the first officer responded.
"Fine, but could you please be quiet, their daughter is asleep and she's only five years old?" The officers nodded. The three of them walked into the living."What's going on?"
"I think you better sit down."
Rose sat down on the couch.
"Anne and Joseph were in a car crash, a drunk driver t-boned their car," said the second officer.
"Are they all right?!" Rose exclaimed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"No," replied the first officer.
"Are they in the hospital?"
"No."
"Then what happened?" Rose felt confused, but after a moment she realized what they meant. She wouldn't believe it until they said the words.
"Their dead."
"No, that can't be, they have a five-year-old daughter, and neither of them have any family," Rose said.
"Joseph has a brother," the second officer responded.
"No he doesn't, I asked him if he had any family that I could contact in case of an emergency, and he said no and that he was an only child," Rose replied.
"We're going to have to take her down to the station and we're going to get in contact with her uncle," the first officer said.
"Is that really necessary? She's asleep and only five years old," Rose responded.
"It's what we have to do."
"What happened to the other driver?" Rose asked.
"Walked away with just a few scratches," the second office answered.
"So you mean to tell me that a drunk driver walks away completely fine while two innocent people die and leave their five-year-old daughter?" Rose questioned.
"Sadly, that's the truth," said the first officer.
"That's crap," Rose replied as she went upstairs.
Natalie's POV
Natalie was fast asleep in her bed when all of a sudden everything seemed brighter.
"Mommy?" she mumbled in her sleep.
"No sweetheart, it's just me," came Rose's voice.
Natalie yawned, and then rubbed her eyes and opened them. "Where's Mommy?" Natalie asked.
"Something came up. Come on, we're taking a little trip," said Rose.
Natalie got up and Rose helped her get dressed.
"Come on; let's get you somethings to play with." Rose grabbed a coloring book and a pack of crayons for Natalie. "Can you color me a pretty picture of Jasmine? You know she's my favorite."
"Okay," Natalie responded.
Rose put the coloring book and crayons into a backpack, she also put The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin and a portable DVD player in as well.
"You know what?" Rose asked.
"What?"
"You don't have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."
"Why?"
"Just because, tonight you can stay up as late as you want and maybe you can watch all your movies."
Natalie's eyes became big. "Really?"
"Yes. Now, there are some people downstairs, you need to be nice because they know your mommy and daddy."
"Okay," Natalie replied.
The two of them went downstairs, and when Natalie saw the two police officers she clung to Rose and let out a whimper.
"It's okay Natalie, they're not going to hurt you," said Rose.
"Do you need to call your parents?"
"Yes," Rose answered.
"All right, do that now before we leave."
Rose pulled out her cellphone and called her parents; she talked with them for a minute and then hung up.
"I'm ready, my mom is going to be picking me up," said Rose.
"Come on, let's go."
The four of them went outside, Rose locked up the house and they headed down to the station. When they arrived the four of them got out of the car and went into the building. Natalie clung to Rose the whole time and didn't let go.
"I want Mommy," said Natalie.
"It's okay sweetie, I'm right here," Rose replied.
The officers took them to a waiting area. Natalie climbed into Rose's lap and laid her head on Rose's shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
"Scared, and I want Mommy," Natalie responded.
"It's all right. Why don't you color that picture for me now?"
Natalie shook her head and placed her thumb in her mouth; she only did this when she was really scared or tired.
Rigsby's POV
Wayne Rigsby was fast asleep in his bed when all of a sudden his cellphone rang.
"Hello?" he said grumpily, he didn't like having his sleep disturbed.
"Wayne Rigsby?"
"Yes, what is?"
"This is Officer Williams with the San Diego Police Department; I'm calling about your brother."
A/N: Well, what do you think? Please review. Thanks!
~Forest Princess
