Patrick Jane has been an F.B.I consultant for a little over a year now. His "Guardian" of a partner is Agent Teresa Lisbon.
At the beginning when Teresa found out who she would be partnered with she shuddered at the thought. "Come on is this some kind of joke? Your sticking me with a wannabe-psychic?" she had said.
Now he was beginning to grow on her. However on this night in particular he had found it in his mind to call her every 5minutes with a new detail to add to the case.
Patrick may not be a psychic but he is a genius when it comes to looking for particular details and the case that they were working on was almost closed. That's where she is now: At 231 Hawkins Ave arresting the son-of-a-bitch rapist that had violated six young teenagers. She and her team were closing in when all of a sudden "Bad Boys… whatcha want whatcha want what you gonna do?" came blaring from her phone.
"I'm going to kill him!" she swore! "Patrick do you realize what you could've done? We're arresting Brian Wilkins and you just had to call me right now with a detail that…." She started yelling but was interrupted.
"Lisbon…" The voice sounded pained and shaken so unlike Patrick. " Lisbon… need… help….hurt…bad" he shuddered out.
"Patrick??? What's going on? Where are you? What happened??" She yelled?
"Easy Lisbon I *cough* thing my ears are the only things still working…" He said hoping to lessen her tension. In his mind he knew he was in trouble. He had been going to the ATM down the road from his house when he was jumped by two hoodlums. He tried to use his brilliant mind into getting them to change their minds but it hadn't worked. And now he lied there on the phone with Lisbon with one hand over the whole in his side where they had stabbed him.
"Lisbon… Robbed… Bank by my house… stabbed… hurts… bad." He managed to get out before falling into the glorious world of darkness where the pain was no more.