AN: I came up with this idea yesterday night, so I'll just see where my mind takes me. If you want to join me on this, then please, make yourself comfortable cause the journey's about to begin... :) And I'd like to thank my muse (Nica) for everything! Mi wuv yah, gial!
FIC: Outside
Written For: Jello-Forever March Challenge
Prompt: Standing On The Outside
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own a cookie...and a strawberry...and that's just about it.

Chapter 1: Red John's POV

I'm standing on the outside of the beach-house.
Through the window I see the blond man with the woman I love and it drives me crazy.
A few days ago, Alana swore she would leave him soon but that still didn't happen. I know she has our four year old daughter with her and the man doesn't have a clue about our affair.
The love I have for Alana and Rachel makes me get out of there and head to my apartment.

I'm standing on the outside of my apartment and I'm arguing with Alana.

"Matt, I love you, but I can't leave him right now"

"Why?"

"Because he will fight for Rachel's custody if I divorce him and…"

"He'll find out she's not his daughter"

"Yes. I'm sorry Matt, I really am, but I won't risk on leaving him with false hopes about our daughter, only to be crushed"

"But Alana…"

"I have to go"

Watching her leave makes me clench my fists in anger and I swear revenge. He won't be with my girls not now nor ever. And if I have to kill them for such, then so be it.

I'm standing on the outside of the beach-house, once again. Two years passed since Alana and I last seen each other and in these two years, my killing skills have been improving.
Last night I saw him on the TV and he talked about me… He mocked me on a live TV show… Him, the fake psychic mocked me, the powerful and sensational serial killer who has control over his life without his knowledge.
The rage takes over and I get in the house hearing the voices in my little girl's room. Apparently they are still all by themselves, so I better take advantage of the situation.
I move slowly through the house, taking the stairs that lead me to the room, accompanied by my faithful (and very sharp) blade.
I get in the room and they scream as they see me. Alana instinctively holds Rachel close to her as I walk towards them.

"Matt, what are you doing?"

Her voice drips with fear and I smirk.

"I'm doing what needs to be done, sweetheart. If I can't have you neither can he"

I stab them several times with no mercy and following my Modus Operandi I draw my trademark smiley face with their own blood on the wall.
I take a moment to admire my work of art and I leave the house as I hear a car parking outside.
I hide in the bushes and wait…
Hearing the scream that tears apart the peaceful night, some sort of maniac wave of pleasure and satisfaction flows through me.

I'm standing on the outside of the CBI building. I thought about turning myself in but that plan changes suddenly when I see him with the Senior Agent. They're smiling and I'm absolutely sure that she's feeling something for him. I see he still wears his wedding band and that makes me turn and leave.
They're walking in my direction, heading for the building and as I pass by him, I can't resist.

"Good afternoon Mr. Jane"

He throws me a confused smile and I can almost see his wheels turning to know who I am. I continue walking and a smile crept up my features.
The duel between us will come soon…

I'm standing on the outside of the crime scene.
My latest victim was finally found, and of course, the SCU is already here.
From where I stand, I can see the victim's room and I watch his reaction to what he sees on the wall.
The red smiley face and a bonus I left him…

Good afternoon Mr. Jane

And I leave the scene smirking.
It's good to watch from an outside perspective, how I affect that man.

He stole my life and I reclaimed it.

Payback's a bitch…