Dear Teresa
Chapter 1 - The End of the World as I Know It.
A/N - A new story YAY! I'm always so nervous about how a new fic will go down, I just hope you don't hate it!
As always, I don't own the mentalist or any of the characters or anything in this fic EXCEPT the idea, that's all mine, yaaaay.
Hope you enjoy guys ;D xxx
Teresa's Lisbons world began to fall apart the moment she let Patrick Jane walk away from her, on his hunt for Red John. The teams lead had fallen through and Hightower had ordered them not to pursue, Jane had said he would look into the lead alone and after a heated argument Lisbon gave up and let him walk away.
For the rest of the day she couldn't put her mind at rest and eventually she got a text message from the man occupying her thoughts, "Malibu home HELP." It simply said, but it was enough for Lisbon. Yelling at the team to hurry she got them all into the SUV and really broke the speed limit on her way to Janes Malibu home, it was a long drive and she was sure he would be dead by the time she got there.
However she walked into Janes home to find him nursing a shot wound to the arm and sitting on the cold Kitchen floor surrounded by blood that wasn't his own. Following the trail of blood Lisbon found a man in a cloak and a mask lying face down on the blood-stained carpet, he was alive, but barely.
Calling an ambulance and back-up she made sure the man who was quite obviously Red John was secured and got into the back of the ambulance with Jane, they didn't speak, but she knew that things were different now.
She sat with Jane as the doctor stitched his arm up, luckily the bullet had only grazed it, he slid his hand into hers and they remained silent. The Doctor smiled at Jane and said he would need to sit and rest for at least 2 hours before he would be allowed out of the hospital, Jane nodded, too fed up to argue with the man and he left.
They sat in comfortable silence for a while longer, Janes hand in Lisbons, and then for the first time since the ordeal, Jane spoke, "I love you." He said softly, shocking Lisbon so much she almost fell of the hospital bed she was sitting on with him. "No you don't." She argued.
Jane frowned, snapping out of his trance-like state, "Yes I do." He said firmly, but Lisbon just shook her head, "No, you don't. You're only saying that because you've been through a lot."
Jane put his hand on Lisbons chin and forced her to look at him, "Yes, I am saying it because of what I've been through because I realised when I had a gun pointed at my head with my life flashing before my eyes that you are my life."
Lisbons eyes widened, "You love me?" She asked, now completely dumbfounded.
Jane nodded, looking into her green eyes with his sincere blue ones, "I do." He said.
Lisbon breathed deeply, "Wow." She said, glancing down attheir joined hands.
"Wow?" Jane said, "That's your response?" He was watching her curiously and a small smile graced her face when she blushed deeply.
"I feel the same way." She said simply, her cheeks now scarlet, Janes smile widened as he let go of her hand and rested his good arm around her shoulders, letting her guard down Lisbon leaned into his chest and closed her eyes, feeling so happy and content in that moment.
So, Teresa Lisbons life seems to be getting better rather than worse, doesn't it? On the surface, yes, everything looked perfect, but there were underlying problems that had yet to be addressed…one pressing matter being that Red John wasn't dead yet.
Around one week after Jane and Lisbon had realised they were in love with each other everything fell apart, all because of one man.
Red John escaped, before his trial the Judge had let him go, he really did have friends high up. This news sent Jane off the rails and in a flurry of rage he left the CBI and Lisbon behind. He was gone for a week and then declared 'missing.'
The team functioned, barely, without him and for 2 months they heard nothing. The team all assumed the worst had happened, he had found Red John and had been killed, but Lisbon knew better than that, she knew that somewhere out there Jane was alive, she had a connection with him, she would know if he was dead surely, wouldn't she?
Lisbon walked around like a Zombie most of the time, focusing on work and trying not to think about Patrick Jane, but during the lonely, dark hours at the office at night she couldn't help it, she would look out of her office window at the empty couch and loneliness would overwhelm her. She felt as though her life had been lived in that one week she had with him and was over now.
It was on one of these depressing nights that Lisbons phone rang, she knew from the time (around 3am in the morning) that it wasn't work related and immediately panicked, thinking something had happened to her brothers.
To Lisbons astonishment the caller ID said 'Patrick Jane' and without hesitation she answered the phone, "Jane?" She asked, hope and fear in her voice.
A tired voice answered her, "Hey Lisbon." It said simply, "I found Red John."
Lisbon grimaced; this meant it was bad, "Is he alive?"
"Nope." Jane said, in a sick way sounding proud at this fact.
"Did you kill him?" Lisbon asked, already knowing the answer.
"Not really." He replied, sounding very disappointed.
Lisbons eyes widened, "What do you mean?"
Jane sighed, "He shot me and was about to stab me when I picked up his gun, I was going to shoot him with it and he tried to grab it back but he shot himself in the chest in the process."
Lisbon gasped, she was shocked at the explanation, but that wasn't what scared her, "Where have you been shot?" She asked; panic surging through her, already reaching for her car keys.
"In the stomach." He said. Grimacing Lisbon realised why he sounded so tired and out of breath.
"Alright Jane." Lisbon said, trying to sound calm, "Do you feel sleepy?"
"Very." Jane replied breathily.
Lisbon was terrified, he had to stay awake or he could go into a coma, "You need to keep listening to my voice." She told him as she ran out of her office and up to Hightower's, she was relieved to find that she was there, without knocking she walked into the office, making Hightower look up at her curiously.
"Why?" Jane asked, sounding more tired than ever, "Because." Lisbon began, "Because you can't go to sleep just yet, we have too much we need to talk about, so lets talk, okay?"
Tears were brimming her eyes as she covered the phone and spoke to Hightower, "Janes been shot in the stomach, he's losing consciousness, call an ambulance please, I'm going to try and found out where he is."
Hightower nodded, dialling 911 on her phone, Lisbon asked Jane gently, "Do you know where you are Patrick?"
"Yes." He replied, breathing deeply, "Yes, basement of my Malibu house."
"That's good." She said, covering the phone again, "He's in the basement of his Malibu house." She told Hightower who gave this information the to man on the line, she then said thank you and hung up, "They said they are on their way, but it will take about 10 minutes, you have to keep talking to him until they get there Lisbon." The older woman told her, worry in her eyes for the man they had all come to love.
Lisbon nodded and sat down on the sofa as Hightower said she was going to go and inform the DA what was happening, he had been concerned about Jane's absence.
"Alright Patrick, help is coming, but until it does I just need us to talk." Lisbon said, tears streaming down her face now.
"What do you want to talk about?" Jane asked a little groggily.
Lisbon calmed herself with a deep breath, "I want you to come back to me Patrick, I've missed you." She told him honestly.
Janes voice was getting groggier, "I've missed you too Teresa, but I can't come back, I'm going to die."
"No!" Lisbon exclaimed, hoping it would jolt him awake, "No Patrick Jane, you are not going to die! Not tonight, not like this." She said, more to convince herself than him as the tears continued to flow.
"But what if I do Teresa? You should date Cho, he's good for you." Jane told her, sounding much more awake now.
"Cho is my best friend, he can't ever be anything more and he only split up with Elise a few months ago, I'm in love with you Patrick and if you don't come back no one can ever replace you."
"I want to come back." Jane admitted, "But I can't, I just can't. I'm too sleepy, can I go to sleep yet?"
"Not yet." Lisbon said, "Not until the Doctors get there to help you."
"But they're taking so long." Jane whined, "And I'm so tired."
Lisbon closed her eyes, Jane was in so much pain right now and it killed her that she couldn't be there to help him, "I know you are." She said softly, "And its alright, you can sleep soon and when you wake up I'll be there, how does that sound?"
"Good." Jane said, his voice getting groggy again, "I want to see you."
"You need to stay awake then." Lisbon old him firmly, "If you fall asleep you won't see me for a very long time."
"If I fall asleep I'll see Angela and Charlotte." Jane said, still in his groggy voice, but with a hint of excitement in it now.
"You will." Lisbon agreed, knowing she was going to lose the man she loved to two ghosts, "But if you fall asleep your life ends, your stuck forever the same way. If you stay awake when you wake up you can continue living for years and years. Wouldn't Angela and Charlotte want you to live happily for a long time?"
"They would." Jane said, "Your right Teresa, I need to stay awake, but you promise that I get to see you when I wake up?"
Her voice cracking with emotion Lisbon nodded even though she knew he couldn't see her, "I promise Patrick."
There was a bang at the other end of the phone as the door was kicked down and in a flurry of movement Lisbon lost Jane, but a man came onto the phone, "Thank you for keeping him awake Ma'am, he's being taken to San Francisco hospital for surgery."
"Thank you." Lisbon said, "Save him, please."
The man replied, "We'll do everything we can." And then the phone call ended.
Lisbon sat on the couch for what felt like hours until Hightower entered with the new uber Boss, DA Bertram.
Lisbon immediately wiped her eyes and stood up, "An ambulance arrived and took Jane to San Francisco hospital for surgery, the paramedic said they would do everything they could to save him."
Hightower looked relieved, "That is very good news."
"It is." Bertram agreed, "But what I would like to know is what happened in that basement."
Lisbon swallowed hard, "Jane told me that Red John found him there and shot him in the stomach, he was walking over to Jane to stab him in the heart when Jane grabbed Red Johns gun and was about to fire it when Red John tried to grab it back, but he shot himself in the chest in the process."
"So Red John is dead?" Bertram asked.
Lisbon nodded, "Yes sir."
Bertram and Hightower looked at each other for a moment, Hightower seemed to know what he was thinking, but from the look she was giving him it was as if she didn't think he was doing the right thing.
"Its safe to say that it was an accident then and Jane will get away with self-defence." Bertram told Lisbon who breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much Si-"
Bertram held up a hand, "However, something has to be done about this and since you are supposed to be Janes supervising Agent you are at fault here."
Hightower cut in, "No disrespect Sir, but how can you possibly blame Agent Lisbon for the foolish actions of Mr Jane outside of his work here at the CBI?"
Lisbon manages to give Hightower a small smile as thanks and she nodded back, but Bertram was having none of it, "Patrick Jane was still a member of the CBI and your team when this happened Agent Lisbon, he had not quit and was therefore still working on the Red John case, this was handled with stupidity and no leadership, therefore I regret to tell you that as of this minute you are relieved of your duty."
Staring at the man in horror Lisbon walked forward in a numb sort of state, put her badge and her gun on the table and with a mumbled "Thank you for everything Ma'am." to Hightower left the office.
Still feeling numb she gathered everything in her office into a cardboard box and took it to her car. Feeling nothing she drove to San Francisco hospital and rushed in, finding out Jane was still in surgery. With a despairing sigh she sat down on a cold, plastic chair and felt the numb feeling fade away.
As everything that had just happened hit her she burst into tears and waited for news that would improve her dire position in life.
To be Continued.
A/N - Yay so 1st chapter up! Woo! This had already been written for a while but I wanted to finish "The Cruellest Prison" before I started uploading anything else so I changed a few things after watching the first few eps of Season 3.
Hope you have been drawn in by the first chapter and if you haven't been please keep reading, it will get more exciting, promise!
Thanks for Reading! xxx