He sat there on his couch in the CBI bullpen rubbing his temples, he usually did not get headaches as he was prone to using his biofeedback technique to chase away anything along those lines.

They had just lost another Red John case and it was admittedly getting to him more than usual.

It had been a gruesome case, one involving a young married couple killed on their honeymoon suite. It was a new line of casework for them, and they still couldn't find a connection to Red John and why he had killed them.

With a sigh he looked up to see Lisbon sitting behind her desk on the phone, most likely talking to Madline Hightower filling her in on the latest developments.

Which actually consisted of nothing more than the names of the victims and the fact that they were recently married. Agent Grace Van Pelt was currently rerunning their backgrounds and Agents Cho and Rigsby were both canvassing the area trying to track down any leads.

But of course as usual they would find nothing, unless Red John wanted them to. That was why Patrick Jane had a headache, they were yet again running in circles with nowhere to go.

Seeing that Teresa Lisbon would still be a while and the fact that he had nothing to give her in the way of leads Jane got up from his couch and headed up the stairs to his attic.

He needed to be alone, the hustle and bustle that usually soothed him was only exacerbating his annoyance at the whole situation and his headache.

Lisbon looked up in time to see Jane's retreating back as he vanished up the stairs, she frowned and tried to quickly finish up her report to Agent Hightower. Secretly Lisbon had hopped Jane was going to come into her office and share with her in discussing their latest case as they usually did.

However this was a Red John case, she surmised that she probably should of known better that Jane wouldn't be acting as if this were a normal murder case. Deciding to keep an extra eye on Jane, Lisbon quickly wrapped up her phone call and moved to go up to the attic to check on him.

But as she gathered their case file she was met at the door to her office by Van Pelt who handed her the background files on their latest Red John victims.

"Here's the reports you wanted Boss, would you like me to go over them with you?" The young agent was hopping her Boss would actually let her go for lunch since it was now one o'clock but she wouldn't dare say anything. Especially since this was a RJ case Van Pelt knew Lisbon would be on edge more than usual so she chose not to push her luck by asking, and instead offered to work her lunch instead.

Lisbon took the files from Van Pelt and sighed, "No, that's alright. Thank you Grace, but why don't you go take your lunch? I'll look these over with Jane, maybe he'll see something we might miss." Truthfully Lisbon was proud of Van Pelt for offering to work her lunch and would of said yes if it were any other time. But secretly Lisbon was anxious to go see what Jane was doing and if he was truly okay or not.

Once Grace left thanking her Boss profusely, she went into the kitchenette and started hot water for tea. Grabbing herself a cup of coffee, Lisbon continued to finish the makings of a cuppa for Jane. Smiling to herself she recalled his words to Rigsby last year that she had accidentally overheard as Rigsby had tried to make a cup of tea for Jane. It had been a particularly emotional case, involving the death of a young girl, and the Agent knew Jane was upset so as they sat talking Jane revealed that aside from himself only Lisbon could actually make him a decent cup of tea. Though he had appreciated the thought that Rigsby had put into the effort, both smiled at Janes revelation.

So now as she carried both cups and the case files under her arm, Lisbon hoped that his words had been true and that this gesture would perk him up a bit now. She didn't know about his headache yet so as she called out to Jane he came to the sliding door and shushed her.

"Shh Lisbon, I have a bit of a headache…." Then he saw how full her hands were and exclaimed with joy, "Oh you brought me tea! Thank you Lisbon." They both smiled as she stepped inside and set the case files down on the desk near the window, sitting in the chair at the desk she sipped her coffee.

Jane smiled as he sipped from his favorite blue cup and sat on the makeshift bed that he had created for just such times as now, for when he needed to hide away and think. "So is that the full background checks that Van Pelt was running on our two murder victims?" He asked her as he tried to relax and collect his thoughts.

Before Lisbon could answer him, a soft mewling sound came from just outside the door cracked open to let in fresh air. The door that lead to the balcony and the air system for the CBI Headquarters building. The mewling occurred again. "Lisbon is that you? I know it's lunch time, but I didn't think you were that hungry yet, especially since we all had a huge breakfast this morning during our group meeting…."

Lisbon shook her head and set her coffee cup down, looking under the desk that she was sitting at. "No, Jane I think that's a kitten…." The mewling occurred again, coming louder this time from outside on the balcony. Getting up they both poked heir heads out the door and looked around. The mewling turned into a louder cry, clearly wherever the kitten was it was in peril.