Hey everyone I finished the next chapter! Hope you like it!
Lisbon was starting to believe that finding Jane was like finding a needle in a haystack, nearly impossible. Whenever she looked she saw colors, knife throwing acrobats, a human pretzel (She didn't really know what to think of that), and some bazar furry thing. All in all…it was overwhelming and a big headache.
Wow, even when he is not here he gives me headaches, Lisbon thought to herself wishing she had some aspirin. Looking at her team her irritated expression changed to one of amusement. Van Pelt looked interested at her surroundings. You could tell if she liked something or not from the occasional wrinkle of her nose. Rigsby was more like a kid and had a huge smile on his face trying to take everything in at once. Lisbon wondered if he has ever been to a carnival. And as for Cho…well he was Cho. He had his normal expressionless mask plastered on his face looking around as if this was an everyday thing. As for Lisbon, despite her irritation, she was slightly curious to see where Jane grew up. He told her some stuff but he never went into detail.
A wave of guilt washed over Lisbon as she wondered if Jane would even want her and the rest of the team to know about his past. Probably not, she concluded. Jane prided himself in being able to hide his past, but even if Lisbon wanted to get out of memory lane she didn't have the slightest idea how.
"Hey boss, check it out." Cho said gesturing toward a sign that read:
Psychic Boy Wonder
Come and Be Amazed
"You think that's him?" Cho asked.
"Probably let's check it out to be sure." Lisbon suggested as they made their way to a worn down tent that looked like it's been put up one too many times. Lisbon lifted her hand to move the opening of the tent in order to get in but she was stunned when her hand went right through the material instead.
"That's right we're not solid here" Lisbon reminded herself before walking through the tent. It was a weird experience.
The rest of the team followed and walked into a dim room with tables spread throughout the room. Each table was filled with peoples watching the sage intently as if they would miss something if they so much as blinked. On the stage stood two men, well, one man the other was a scrawny looking boy around the age of 12. The younger of the two had light blonde, curly hair with a blind fold around his eyes. He had a smile on his face and seemed to be enjoying himself. He was wearing a blue short sleeve shirt that had wrinkles all over with a black bandanna wrapped around his neck so the knot was facing the front. He was also wearing shorts that looked too small for him with long socks. The older man had brown curly hair with brown eyes. There was a slight resemblance between the two, at least from what Lisbon could tell. He wore a light blue vest over a white dress shirt. He had khaki pants and dress shoes and was currently holding up a cigarette case displaying it to the audience.
"Do you think that kid is Jane?" Van Pelt asked slightly in disbelief. Jane always wore a three piece suit, it felt weird seeing him without it. Not to mention him as a kid.
"He looks scrawny." Cho observed.
"Like you were a model as a child." Rigsby said defending Jane.
Cho shrugged, "I never said I was."
"Quiet or we'll miss it." Lisbon said to her team before turning back to the stage.
"A cigarette case," the young Patrick Jane said.
"A cigarette case." The older man repeated smiling with a fake smile. The audience may have been buying this but many years of Jane's fake smiles and they can spot one from a mile away.
"Wait did he just guess what that was without looking at it?" Rigsby asked in awe.
"Looks like it." Lisbon said impressed.
"Yes! Yes! Very good. But What's it made of, son? What kind of cigarette case, Patrick? What would you say? What's it made of?" The other man said.
"Woah that's Jane's dad!" Van Pelt exclaimed eyes wide.
The whole team, even Cho, stared at the stage with new found interest. They have never heard Jane talk about his dad or even have a picture of him so they didn't know what to expect.
"Sterling silver," Jane said with a smile on his face. He almost acted like guessing what an object is without looking was the easiest thing in the world.
Jane's father raises the sterling silver and makes a face that says, didn't I tell you? Then he starts to laugh as the crowd breaks into applause. Even the team was clapping. They've pretty much seen it all from the adult Jane but now he was a kid and things just gotten 10 times more impressive.
"Your sterling silver cigarette case back, ma'am." Jane's father said making his way down the stage and handing the cigarette case to a woman with bushy hair.
"Next object would be…" Jane's father continued but was interrupted by little Jane.
"The cigarette case, it once belonged to someone very, very close to you." Jane said holding his hands out as if to tell the audience to wait. And continued. Mr. Jane's face flashed with anger for a split second before it went back to its happy, smiling face and turned to the stage. Apparently this wasn't planned and Jane's father didn't like it.
The team became uneasy.
"That's right." The girl with the bushy hair said in a half scared half awed voice.
"How does he know this stuff?" Cho asked.
"I don't know." Lisbon responded.
"Yes! The boy wonder sees all. The next object, Patrick." Mr. Jane said with a little bit more force that said, yes, yes you were right now stop hogging the spotlight and let me continue. Apparently Jane didn't hear the dangerous tone from his father or maybe he just didn't care. This was his show and he wanted to go big.
"Someone who's passed on Quite recently." Jane continued anyway taking off his blind fold and looking right at the woman.
"Last month." The girl said with tears starting to well up in her eyes.
"Your grandfather. No." Jane corrected himself, "your grandmother."
The lady nodded her head unable to talk.
"She loved you Very much More than she may have expressed." The younger Jane said with sympathy.
"Wait Jane can be kind?" Rigsby asked.
"He can on occasion he just chooses not to." Lisbon said defending Jane since he wasn't there to do it himself.
"Ya, but I have this vibe that little Jane is friendlier." Rigsby said.
"Well this Jane isn't Red John obsessed and doesn't live with guilt. He's bound to be happier." Cho reasoned.
Before anyone could say anything else another bright light filled the room and the team felt a rush. It wasn't the same as the tunnel but they could tell they were moving. When the light went down they were next to a trailer with the words Psychic Boy Wonder on the side in big letters.
"So this is where he lived? Inside a trailer?" Cho asked.
"Looks like it." Van Pelt said.
Outside of the trailer was the young Jane with his awkward, too small clothing facing the open door in the trailer.
"What the hell was that? "Your grandmother loves you very much?" Jane's father asked in an angry voice walking out of the trailer. The rest of the team was beginning to really not like Jane's dad.
"Well, did you see her face? It was beautiful." Jane said.
"Awe, that was sweet." Van Pelt said.
"No, it was a needless risk." Jane's father corrected stuffing some dirty clothes into a brown bag.
"An heirloom she carries with her that's a recent death, and she's too young for dead parents. So a grandparent," Jane concluded.
"So, that's how he does it!" Rigsby explained pointing his finger at little Jane.
"How else did you think he did it?" Lisbon asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't know! Every time I asked he only gives me this mysterious smile and laughs." Rigsby said.
"Well, now you can call him out on it when we get back to the real world." Cho told him.
Rigsby seemed really excited and the rest of the team was starting to feel sorry for the big Jane.
"So what? I'd moved on. It's a double act, kid. You don't fly solo." Jane's father said.
"That's what he was mad about? Jane hogging all the spotlight?" Van Pelt said in an incredulous voice.
"Besides how is it a double act when Jane's doing all the work? It seems like Jane carries the weight and his dad gets all the credit and money." Rigsby said outraged. His own father used to act like that sometimes. Whenever Rigsby did good on anything his father would tell him to stop showing of just like how Jane's dad had just done. It seems like we have more in common than he was letting on. Rigsby thought to himself. He was kind of hurt that Jane never mentioned his father was horrible to him, too.
"You know, you're always saying, when you're working strong, work strong, be brave. Well, I was working strong, and I was right." Jane defended himself (quite well the team couldn't help but think).
"At least he doesn't take his father's bullying lying down." Van Pelt said.
No, there is no "right" if there's no payoff. This is show business, not show art." Jane's dad said and Jane's face turned from happy and confident to sad. The team could hardly believe their eyes.
"Your stage clothes are walking by themselves. Wash 'em good." Jane's dad continued shoving the bag of dirty clothes toward his son. Jane sighed and walked away apparently to wash his clothes. The team followed not wanting to be near Jane's dad more than they needed to be. It seemed like Jane was well loved amongst the carnie folk. Everywhere he walked people would stop what they were doing and waved at him before continuing.
A small girl with blonde hair came out of nowhere and tackled Jane into a hug.
"Woah." Jane said looking down at the girl who was hugging him and smiled before hugging her back.
"Hey Angela." Jane said.
"Hi Patrick!" Angela said pulling away. Now that she wasn't attacking Jane they could get a better look at her. She had long, blond, curly hair that went almost down to her butt. She was wearing a blue dress and had white shoes. She looked a year or two younger than Jane, maybe 10 or 11. The team realized they were looking at Jane's wife as a kid.
"Is your dad making you do the laundry again?" Angela asked.
"Yeah," Jane replied.
"Your dad is a meanie. Can I help you with the laundry?" Angela asked Jane giving him the puppy eyes.
"Sure Ange, but you'll get your pretty new dress all messy and I don't want your mom mad at me." Jane said.
"Wow Jane doesn't want anyone mad at him…that's a first." Lisbon murmured to herself.
"That's okay my mom already knows I'm going to get this dress dirty anyway." Angela said still pleading with Jane.
Jane laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"Sure Ange you can help me." Jane said.
The two walked off to do their laundry wherever they went to do so. The team was about to follow again when yet another bright light shone through the air.
"Again?" Lisbon complained as they were once again moved to somewhere else in Jane's brain. Where they would turn up next they had no idea.
That's chapter two! I hope you like it. One thing I would like to warn you guys about is I don't update on a regular basis so if I don't update in a while don't worry I just have a lot of homework. I have two honors classes and an A.P so it takes a while. I will most likely update on a weekend or if I have any breaks. But I might be able to squeeze a few in during the week to it all depends. Anyway I just wanted to warn you guys. Please review and let me know what you think! I will be adding my own scenes like the one with Jane and Angela at the end only the whole thing would be like that. Another thing, should I have Lisbon pair up with Jane? I don't know if I should do that or not because then there would have to be this love triangle kind of thing between Lisbon, Jane, and Angela. Anyway thanks again for reading. Don't be afraid to P.M me or review. Till next time!
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