I got the inspiration for this fic after I read RunningWild14's 'IM Chats' story. It's a great and funny little fic, I definitely recommend reading it. (:
Like her fic, my story includes our favorite little CBI agents using an instant messaging program. But that's not the main focus of my story. I think it's just the glue that holds everything together.

Summary: A teenage girl is found at the bottom of a ditch just outside of Sacramento. The CBI team is called up to find her murderer.
Meanwhile, an agent manages to get by the CBI computer firewalls. Every living person in the building is suddenly "online".

Wow. I know, that summary really sucked. Sorry. But I don't want to give too much of the story away. I hope you read on anyway. The story is better than the summary makes it sound.
There might be some Jisbon later on? Because Lisbon and Jane are total soulmates. (:
This is my first fanfic that includes a case. I'll just post a few chapters, and if people like them I'll write more.

Note; this takes place in my own little twisted Sacramento. Minelli is still the boss, and Rigsby & Van Pelt are still together. There is no Bosco, there is no silly French Frye lady.
I wish it could be that perfect on the show. Ahahah.

Okay, on to the story.~


chapter one

It was a boring day at the CBI headquarters in Sacramento, California.
Well, in the Serious Crimes unit, anyway.
They had just finished a case, so everyone was stuck doing mountains of paperwork. The bullpen was silent except for the clacks of people typing and the whir of a copier.

The golden-haired Patrick Jane lay stretched out on an old leather sofa. He was just a consultant, so he didn't have any paperwork to do. Actually, he hadn't done anything for the past hour except stare up at the ceiling.

Jane hated days like this. It was nice to just lie down and be lazy, but after a while it got boring. Plus, without a case, there were no clues to decode or strange people to piss off.

Suddenly, Grace Van Pelt let out a giggle that disrupted the whole dull atmosphere of the room. Jane immediately turned his head to look. The redheaded agent was smiling at something on her computer screen, and typing quite rapidly.
"What's so funny, Van Pelt?" Jane was curious.
Van Pelt's fingers froze. She hadn't noticed how quiet the bullpen was. "Nothing," she replied a little too quickly. But of course, Jane could tell she was lying. Getting up from the couch and stretching his arms, he made his way over to the agent's desk before she could close the computer program.

Peering over her shoulder, Jane recognized it as an instant messaging program. And even though Van Pelt had exited out of the conversation, he saw that a certain "Rigster" was online.
"Hey, I thought that the CBI computers blocked programs like instant messaging," Jane's voice seemed to boom over the silence.
Van Pelt's eyes grew wide in panic as she whacked him on the arm. "Shhh," she hissed.
In a hushed voice, she explained, "I found a way to get through the blocks and download an IM program. So me and Rigsby could talk during work. But I'll get in big trouble if Lisbon finds out, so stop talking like you're at a football game."
Jane raised his eyebrows. "I won't tell Lisbon if you show me how to get past the blocks."
"Fine."

"Wait...you're blackmailing me again!"


Jeez that was short. I wrote this on my phone's Notepad app, and my phone's screen is obviously smaller than my laptop's. It seemed so much longer on my phone.

Random note: I'm watching Glee right now. Idina Menzel's in the episode. I love Idina Menzel. SHE'S AMAZING.

Since this chapter was so microscopic, I'm going to go ahead and post the next chapter too.