All systems go

by make-mine-a-kiaora

Spoilers for episodes up to and including 6x09. A story written entirely in drabbles. Jane's flight from a murder charge which would be courtesy of the FBI. Please read from the beginning. It involves some aliases and therefore won't make sense otherwise. Please forgive me that I take some poetic licence with distances during the story. Reviews and feedback very welcome.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with the Mentalist in any way and make no money from fanfiction.

Hauling himself upright, Jane looked down on McAllister's body. For the last few moments, he'd expected his own life to end. That he'd just stop like the monster to which he'd been bound. Hell, he'd even thought of making it happen.

But survival instinct came through instead. Life was surging within him like maple sap rising in the spring. No more implacable determination, no satisfaction or horror or regret. He just… was. He must have rebooted.

Leaving the gun curled in McAllister's hand, Jane took the phone, calling the one person who would care beyond all others that he'd survived.