Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to The Mentalist or the Bachelor. I just like to borrow their characters and their main storyline.

A/N: This is my second chapter and I hope everyone likes it and reviews. I appreciate all the reviews I've gotten already. I made a promise to myself in the beginning. I don't care if no one reviews I'm just doing this for myself. But after I got those 1st few reviews it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Someone is actually taking their time to read your story.

For those first three reviewers, I just wanted to let them know I reedited the 1st chapter after you read them. I added a couple more scenes so it would flow a little better and I think it adds 1,000 words. So if you wanna go back and read those scenes you can but just wanted you to know.

P.S I'm not an English Major so if there are and I know there will be grammar mistakes in this chapter please ignore them. I'm here just to write and that's all.


Once the plane landed Lisbon and Grace both exited the terminal and went to collect their bags at the baggage claim, neither one dared to speak a word. Once Lisbon got all her luggage together she went outside and called on a taxi, her hotel reservation was at the Omni Los Angeles Hotel at California Plaza. She'd heard that Omni Hotels was one of the fanciest hotel lines there were. Each Hotel was different depending on where it was and they had character matching the city they were in.

"Taxi!" She yelled ad loud as she could over the hustling and bustling of people everywhere. Two cars down there was a family saying their goodbyes while the little girl was crying. The mom bent down to kiss her and reassure her everything was going to be alright. That little girl reminded her an awful lot of herself as that age. Her ebony pigtails, carefree attitude, and loving parents, but that was of course all before the accident.

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy's home!" She ran into her dads loving arms as he picked her up and swung her around, regardless of his soot covered face and smoke smelly uniform.

"Ha, I see baby here let's let daddy go take a shower first and get all cleaned up. Then we'll all go out to eat for dinner. Tommy and James will be home from school by them and you can tell dad about your day at preschool and what you did!" Teresa looked up at her dad who was still smiling down at her and her mother. She never had to ask if he loved them. She knew he loved her whole family and would do anything to make them happy.

"Okay but can we have spa-sketzies for dinner I no like smelly f-isk." Her momma laughed at her description of the fish they saw at the super market today.

"Okay kiddo Spaghetti it is, come on lets go get you cleaned and dressed up." Her mom picked her up and walked her down the hall. Little would she know that that was going to be their last night as a family. Her mom would forget something and insist to go back to the house to grab it and on her way back to the restaurant her life would be taken and cut short by a drunk driver.

you gonna get in or not?" She snapped back into reality and stared at the guy in front of her. He was the completely opposite of the kind old guy in Sacramento. This guy was merely some punk kid just out of high school and he didn't seem to have any respect for his elders either.

"Yeah hold on a second and I wouldn't talk that way to your elders if I were you." Lisbon snapped back.

"Yeah, so what. Whatcha gonna do about it?" All Lisbon had to do was flash her CBI badge and her issued gun and the kid immediately shut his mouth. "So where to Ma'am?

"There that's more like it; I need to get to Omni Los Angeles Hotel at California Plaza please."

"Yes Ma'am. Hey you wouldn't happen to be one of the new contestants for The Bachelor would you?"

"Wait, What? How do you know about that?" Lisbon stood there gob smacked; no one was supposed to know.

"Oh the producers always use The Omni and a couple other hotels in the area for all the contestants before they start the filming. It's not like it's a big secret. Well here we are" He pulled right in front of the l obby doors. Lisbon looked up in awe of the building, yep she was definitely in Los Angeles, where bigger was better. "Oh and by the way if you don't mind me saying that Bachelor sure is lucky he gets you to keep company with. I'll be watching it when it airs and I'll be rooting for you."

"Ha don't hold your breath." Lisbon gave a very unladylike snort then paid the driver. A bell boy came over and once she told him her name he immediately loaded her bags and took them to her room. It seemed like ABC had everyone wrapped around their little finger. She wondered how much they paid for all of this not to mention there were twenty four other girls also. She heard rumors that ABC used six hotels in all, five for each five of the women, and one for the Bachelor plus six limos that were to take them to Angora Hills.

She walked into her room and stood there stuned. They walls were a pearly cream color and the bed spreat was a deep navy and cream. It seemd so fancy , i mean she wasn't even going to sleep here. She was gonna be at the hotel for mabey four hours tops. Lisbon then decided to change into something suitable for her interview she was supposed to do a little later. She was after all representing the CBI. She wore her new bikini under it and decided that she was gonna take it on a trial swim, the last thing she wanted was for something to unexpectedly happen during filming. After all they call it an accident for a reason. Then she would go up take a shower and get ready to meet the man in question.


Meanwhile Grace was at the Marriott settling into her hotel room. She was getting hungry and even though they were eating lunch in the limo decided to order room service then call Rigsby to let him know she was safe and sound. She took out the room service menu and decided on French onion soup and a chef's salad. Then she called Rigsby on his cell holding her breath as the phone was ringing just waiting for him to pick up.

"Rigsby speaking."

"Hey Wayne it's me! The plane landed safely and just wanted to let you know so you wouldn't worry."

"Oh well that's great, hey did you see Spencer yet." She could almost hear the excitement in his voice. Spencer was her nephew and when Rigsby came over for Christmas holiday they both met and became inseparable. Spencer looked up to him like a son would to a father. She used to think about what kind of a father figure Rigsby would make but when she saw them together she had no doubt he if given the chance would be the best father possible.

"Oh um not yet, Archie hasn't brought him over yet, he's still in school." Still in school, whoops she prayed Rigsby wouldn't realize the time change which would make it about six o clock over there.

"Okay well tell him I said hi, I gotta go me and Cho have a lead on a bank robbery. Love you Grace, and stay safe."

"Will do and love you even more."

"No I love you even more." Rigsby cooed into the phone. All of a sudden Cho walked in on him.

"Dude, who are you taking to?" Rigsbys face went beet red.

"Um my niece." Cho knew that he was an only child, and he also knew who was on the other end of the phone but decided not to say anything.

"Not more than I love you."

"Food Service!" Oh snap! Grace tried to cover the mouth piece to her phone.

"Wayne I got to go sorry I'll talk to you soon."

"Yeah same here." They both hung up, embarrassed that they were caught baby talking to each other. At least the room service boy didn't hear her Grace thought or at least she didn't think he did. She went over, opened the door, and paid the guy which included an extra tip for having to wait and possibly having to listen to her baby talk.

"Wow thanks Ma'am." If you didn't know any better you'd think he just won the lottery the way he was smiling. Grace only nodded and took her food into her room and ate it savoring in the heartiness and warmth of the soup then the lightness of the salad. Then once she was full she decided she had a little time before her interview, until she had to get ready for the big date tonight.


"So Teresa Lisbon tell us what you do for a living, where you came from, why you're here and that's all that will be needed from you. Then before you leave we will issue you a video camera with which you will record any of your feelings or thoughts throughout the season. Kind of like a video diary, but you need at least one entry per week as the contract says." The lady sitting in front of Lisbon was the type who was obviously an ambitious ladder climber she clearly wanted everything to go as smoothly as possible. If she had to guess there was probably hefty a pay raise somewhere in the future waiting for her if this season went well.

"Um okay, I'm Senior Special Agent Teresa Lisbon and I work for the California Bureau of Investigation and currently live in Sacramento, California. My hometown is Chicago, Illinois. The reason I'm on this show is because a friend of mine kind of dared me to." Mrs. Bates mouth dropped like she couldn't believe what she heard and right away Lisbon knew she said the wrong thing. "a-and I um I want to find someone who I could see myself potentially marrying someday in the future. Maybe."

"Um okay are you willing to expand on that statement Miss Lisbon?"

"No." Mrs. Bates was slightly shocked, whenever they had the interviews before they usually couldn't get the girls to shut up but this time it was the opposite way around.

"Okay well I wish you good luck."

"Thanks." As Lisbon walked out feeling bad that she acted a little rude, okay well a lot rude, but interviews were not her strong point.

She went down to the pool after checking out the gym. She was so jealous of the people here. All the equipment looked nearly brand new. As if everyone here was afraid to break a nail or worse break a sweat. She wished she could have stayed here longer to make full use of her ammenities but she had to leave tonight. Lisbon looked around and there was no one there at the pool. She striped down to her bathing suit and dove into the deep end. She started swimming laps and for some odd reason it helped her clear her mind and think better. She all of a sudden thought back to the night Jane kissed her. It seemed a lot longer than just short of twenty four hours ago. As she dove back down under the water she wondered where he as now, who he was with, and what he could possibly be doing.


Van pelt just got out of the shower and dried off. She walked over to her closet and looked through dresses that she brought. She ended up choosing between a green Maxi dress and eventually chose the black sequin dress that she decided would complement her hair and a pair of silver kitty heels she was after all 5' 9" and that was pretty tall for a women, boy would it be embarrassing if she was taller than The Bachelor. She looked to the clock and saw that she only had two more hours to get ready.

So she did up her hair first, curling it then putting it up into a French twist with little ringlets falling around her face. Then she put on her foundation and blush along with mascara and some plum purple eye shadow. Lastly she chose a fleshy nude lipstick. She slipped into her dress and grabbed her matching silver wrap and clutch then headed downstairs. Once in the lobby she could feel all eyes turn to her, she walked to where all four of the other girls were waiting.

"Hello my names Anne Clemmons and this is Ashley Tills, Tracey Kane, and Kennedy Knowles." The brown haired blue eyed girl stuck out her hand and Grace shook it back. Anne was wearing a purple dress from Cache. Grace remembered to once when she was at the mall with Rigsby she went into that store. The prices there were ridiculously sky high and she was pretty sure the dress Anne wore right now was at least $200!

"Grace Van Pelt." She nodded towards the other three girls who were all dressed to the nines. She was glad she picked out this outfit, for a second there she thought she might have overdressed but now she almost felt underdressed. Suddenly a white hummer limo pulled up and parked in front of the hotel right then and there, and the bell boys started to pack their entire luggage into the trunk. Grace was told it was an hour ride to the mansion and that they were to be served dinner in the limo. How posh Van Pelt thought. They all climbed in and soon were on their way.


Meanwhile Jane arrived at Villa De La Vina admiring the landscape and the 10 acre property the mansion sat on. It somehow reminded him of his life before Red John. The big fancy parties at his old Malibu Mansion and expensive vacation retreats. He went to his room and found out that it was at the end of the hall with bedroom doors on each side. Presumably the girls' bedroom doors, geese this was going to be a lot harder than he thought. He quickly changed into one of his tuxes and combed back his hair for an interview. In which they were going to ask him questions about why he was here and that sort of stuff. He walked out and saw that the camera crew was ready for him everything was set up already by the pool.

"Hello Patrick I'm Sean Martin and I'm going to interview you today." He shook out his hand and Jane took his hand in his. It felt soft like a babies butt. If Jane had to he'd bet that this Sean Martin never worked a real days work in his entire life. Jane really had no respect for these type of people. People who made more money in a year than the whole United States Law Enforcments combined. Those were people who actually did something other than sitting at desks all day. People who put their lives on the line every day to protect the U.S citizens plus even sitixend who arn't American, now that took a lot of guts.

"So Patrick Jane you're a consultant for the CBI right?"

"Hum? Oh yes sir. I'm so fortunate to work with the best team in the entire CBI. We have the highest solved case rate and we have a great boss who knows what she's doing, and even though she's a girl she can kick ass with the best of them." Jane boasted proudly, he always loved to brag about the team and thought Lisbon would like if she saw what he said on T.V. Minelli would as well after all that's the only reason he was here.

"Now you weren't always a consultant were you? Actually before you were a fake physic right and you came into the police business shortly after the murder of your wife and child by the serial killer Red John?" Wow these T.V people were pretty straight forward, there's no beating around the bush for this man.

"Um yes that is how I came to work with the CBI. Now nine years later I'm here looking for a wife. Someone who will love me for me, someone who doesn't care about my money, and most importantly someone who will make me want to be a better person." Jane looked off into the distance with an image of Lisbon popping up in his brain. Actually it the same exact image he held in his wallet right now.

"Well now times are changing and it's hard to find people who actually marry for love. Do you think you could find that girl this season on The Bachelor?"

"I honestly don't know, anything is possible I say. I know the right girls out there somewhere but whether I'm gonna meet her this season or not we'll just have to wait and see. "

"And cut! Okay well that's all we will need from you today, thanks a lot for the interview. Here's a mini portable camera, it's going to be like your video diary and you'll have to record your thoughts or feelings at least once a week throughout the whole nine weeks


Kali Voltaire sat there primping and prepping herself for her date with her future husband, the one and only Patrick Jane. She knew it would be nine weeks of hell, stuck in a house full of girls willing to do anything to get the last rose, but she also knew it would all be worth it in the end. She met Patrick Jane once when he was at a local seminar. She was in the audience that day and was amazed at how he was able to communicate with people, dead or alive. She knew he wasn't a Physic but also knew he had a skill not many other people possessed.

The fact that he was drop dead gorgeous didn't hurt either with that halo of blond curls above his head; he was like an angel sent from heaven. The only problem at the time was that he was married. Now he was single and unattached. When she heard rumors that the former Physic was going to be on The Bachelor she knew she had to make the cut as one of the twenty five girls from there it would be like taking candy from a baby.

She even went as far to dye her brown hair blond so it would match his former wife's. She wore a blue Vera Wang dress that she knew always kept men guessing. Yep she was definitely gonna make the cut tonight, she was sure she was even gonna get that first impression rose. She bent down over the bathroom counter and caressed the picture she had of Jane that was on the mirror. Yes sir he would be hers alright by the end of these nine weeks she would make it impossible for him to choose anyone else.

Kali went down to the lobby with all her luggage and waited, she liked to be early so she could size up the competition as they came down one girl at a time. She wouldn't deny that they were all very pretty girls but nowhere as near as stunning as she was. Now all three other girls were down and the entire luggage was in the limo.

"Hey where's the other girl?" A black haired blue eyed girl said with a jersey accent so thick you could spread it on toast.

"Hum? Oh the last girl I don't know. She should have been down here five minutes ago, and were supposed to be the first limo there." Kali said kind of peeved that that one girl was keeping her from her guy.

"Well I'm glad she's late, how are you going to make a lasting impression if you're the first girl there. He'll surely forget about you before the party even starts." Said the Jersery Girl.

Lisbon was already five minutes late. Wow way to make a first impression. She was racing arounf the hotel room trying to find her other heel and then halfway down stairs she forgot her glock in the hotel safe so she had to go back up and get it and slide it into her thigh holster. She had her luggage with her and the elevator doors opened. Lisbon immediately saw the limo and ran as fast as her heels could carry her. The driver got out to help her, he was a short, little stout, guy who was beginning to bald. He was nice enough and like Minelli reminded her of an overly protected grandpa. He helped her get her luggage into the trunk in which once they opened it they realized there wasn't enough room! Geese why do four girls need ten suit cases! They ended up having to put her suit case and overnight bag in the front passenger seat. Then she slipped into the limo and away they went.

When she turned around all but one girl looked relieved to see she finally made it, the other one just looked plain mad, "like an angry princess whose tiara was stolen." Ha she remembered that! A couple months back she had to try on her bridesmaid dress for Van pelts wedding and Jane came in without even knocking! The nerve of that man!

"So? Where are you from?" The one pissed of girl asked. She was actually really pretty despite her attitude issues. Geese they weren't even at the house yet and she already made an enemy.

"Sacramento, California but I'm originally from Chicago Illinois." Lisbon said giving her that you don't wanna mess with me look. She wasn't gonna let this girl push her around. She was CBI agent after all, and like hell if she was going to be intimidated by this life size, walking talking, Barbie doll.

"Oh, okay." Kali was taken aback from her straightforwardness even though this girl was petite and short she had a way about her that made you recognize that she was a force to be reckoned with. Well at least she would have a little friendly competition she thought. Anyways she loved to stir things up. She knew this girl would be hard to get rid of after all she was a CBI agent. Kali was so thankfull she was able to get her hands on a list, one that held information about all the contestants; it would give her the upper hand in the long haul. The list included name, city, occupation, and a short background history of each girl. On the way over she decided to do some reading on this Miss. Teresa Lisbon.

The rest of the ride was dead silent. No one dared say a word after the little exchange between the CBI agent and the Blond. Their food was served half way there and they all had salads with New York Strip Steak. Well all except for Lisbon who had the limo stop by some greasy burger joint while she grabbed some fires and a shake as Teresa saw heaven everyone else looked on in disgust because all they were seeing were calories.


Rigsby and Cho had a regular case on a bank robbery, nothing special or high profile, no murders. Actually the case was closed rather quickly the guy was a newbie got scared; they found the gun in the ally by the bank and found finger prints on it. Rigsby then brought they guy in and Cho questioned him, in less than five minutes they had a confession. Five minutes. That was a new record for Cho so after they headed down to 68th Street and went to Patrick's Bar and Grill and had a couple drinks to celebrate. Only it didn't feel right without the Lisbon, Van Pelt, or Jane there. They silently wondered what they were all up to right now.

Van Pelt was probably over at her parents' house. Cuddled up with relatives, it was probably movie night. They were in the empty field by the barn with a big movie screen projector. Jane was more than likely off somewhere disturbing the peace and Lisbon; well no one really knew what Lisbon could be doing. Maybe she was in Chicago visiting her brothers and her niece. Rigsby thought.

"Hey you ever wonder what they're all doing right now. Or where Lisbon and Jane are?"

"No." Cho deadpanned, he really didn't want to know what his boss was doing right now. Un-doubtfully she was Jane. Jane didn't have any family left except for his brother in law and they weren't that close and Lisbon's family came down for the Holidays a couple weeks ago, so she more than likely wasn't going up to visit them. He was pretty sure they were together god knows where doing god knows what. Lisbon did blush after all when she made the announcement of their leave. Van Pelt we'll Cho knew she wasn't going up to Iowa to visit her family. Why? She was a horrible liar. He just hoped they were all safe and sound where ever they are and that was all that mattered.


Jane stood there in front of the mirror as nervous as hell. He hadn't dressed up like this in years, ever since his wife. Unless it was expected of him for some fancy CBI party. The fact that he had to eliminate ten of the girls tonight after only knowing them for less than a couple of hours didn't sit right with him, after all most of these girls truly believed they were going to find Mr. Right tonight.

He quickly combed his hair not wanting to make a big fuss about it and looked in the mirror. The person everyone else was going to see on T.V wasn't the real Patrick Jane. The only people who would know that and be able to tell would be Lisbon and the team. He was worried about how Lisbon would feel about it, hell he didn't even know how she felt about that kiss he gave her not only twenty four hours ago.

That night he wanted to tell her everything, where he was going, and what he was doing, that he wouldn't think of anyone other than her the whole time he was gone. He saw the hurt look in her eyes when he didn't tell her directly where he was going. That's why he hoped he could make it up to her by leaving the coffee, bear claw, and the note right before he left on her desk knowing she would find it before she left for her vacation. The man going out there now was the happy, charming, carefree side of Patrick Jane that the world knew, not the bruised and broken hearted one that his team knew, that Lisbon knew. He took once last glance in the mirror and decided to suck it up and put on his happy face because there were twenty five women who were arriving in less than thirty minutes and they were all here to meet him.

A/N: Thanks bunched for reading! If you have any ideas or comments please feel free to mention it and please review!