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I try my hardest to reply to all your kind reviews. I had to finish an essay and lab report this weekend causing me to be late on my update, sorry again anyways here's the waited chapter 2! I hope it makes up for my lateness! I hope the chapter satisfies you guys! I had to re write it 3 times! ENJOYYYY3

Chapter 2

" I think we should drop by my attic first!" Jane said holding his hand out to the door

Lisbon frowned and ran her fingers through her hair.

" Jane, I don't have time for an afternoon tea in your attic at the mo-"

He frowned back and cut her off with an exaggerated gesture pointing at the attic door.

Lisbon's frown was immediately replaced by a smile

" OOOH!"

'mhmm" He said as they both entered the cold attic to be faced with Jane's months worth of work.

There were maps everywhere, pictures of deaths, newspaper articles and of course Jane's little journal he would keep in his jacket pocket at all times. The maps were labeled indicating where a victim was killed, any place red john was rumored to have been or even where Lorelei went too.

" All right Jane, lets dig in," She said with a slightly shaky voice.

Jane immediately noticed the fear in her voice and signaled her to sit on his couch as he took a seat next her.

Her eyes were fixed on her lap.

" Jane" She began

" Lisbon" He said imitating her tone.

" Cut the crap Jane" She said which showed Jane that she really was scared of the letter they had received.

Jane looked back at her.

Teresa Lisbon. Senior Agent Teresa Lisbon. She looked so small and fragile but at the same time so bold and brave. She was his best friend, anyone knew that. Cho knew, Rigsby knew hell the whole CBI knew that she meant so much to him.

" Lisbon, don't think for once that I'm not going to stop this bastard, I'm going to catch him and cut him up iinto-"

Lisbon interrupted him.

" You mean, we will find him and cuff him and keep him under custody"

Jane immediately frowned.

" He's practically everywhere Jane, how will we find him."

Jane looked down onto his lap.

" I don't know but mark my words Lisbon, I will not let him lay a finger on you."

She stood silent and thats when Jane decided to continue.

" Don't think for one second that you are the only scared one over here. And i'm not talking about Red John, I'm scared for you Lisbon. Red John once took my life away and I am sure as hell not going to let him take it from me once more."

She smiled slightly and searched for his eyes with her own.

" Never thought I'd hear those words from you!" She said grinning while he chuckled under his breath and turned to face her.

" Now Now lisbon, no need to ruin the moment.!"

Lisbon smirked that playful smirk that Jane truly missed.

" Patrick Jane has feelings what a shocker!" She exclaimed sarcastically.

" I'm sure you'd know the anwser Lisbon" He teased back with a wink causing her to blush slightly.

Lisbon coughed and snatched the book from Jane.

" lets get back to work"

Jane smiled noticing her attempt to change the conversation as fast as she could.

Lisbon turned the page to find the name Bertram scribbled in the front.

" Ok really Jane, Bertram?" She said with a frown.

Jane pointed at the map to show the murder of Lorenza Saint Claire in 2009.

" He was in Los Angeles that night where she was and the tim of her murder he was not in his office and his wife confirmed via telephone that he wasn't at home either. Sounded suspicious to me" Jane said while Lisbon nodded in agreement.

" We'll look into him" Lisbon said while flipping the page of the book.

" Look in him?" Jane said with a sneaky smirk creeping up on his face as Lisbon blushed furiously and slapped his arm with the book in her hand.

" Shut up!"


" Have you heard from boss?" Van Pelt said sitting at her desk in the CBI.

Rigsby and Cho faced her and shook their heads.

" She's been in Jane's attic all day" Cho said while Van Pelt sighed and returned to her laptop screen.

" Did you find the victim's boyfriend?" Rigsby asked her.

" Yeah, his name is Steven Carell. He had a history of child abuse and drug overdose."

" Lets start by talking to him" replied Cho as Rigsby and Van Pelt simultaneously nodded their heads in agreement.

Van Pelt couldn't take it anymore and immediately dialed her boss' number.

" Lisbon." Lisbon said in the formal tone she would use when she was working.

Van Pelt let out a thankful loud breath that Lisbon answered.

" Hey it's Van Pelt, I looked into the victim's personal life and we found that her boyfriend Steve Carell had a history of drugs and abuse." Van Pelt said while leaning on the table and giving Cho and Rigsby a thumbs up sign.

" That's a good start, we'll consider him the current lead tell Cho and Rigsby to go check him out while you scan the victim's credit card bills, Jane has an idea" Lisbon said while rolling her eyes and turning around to face Jane who was giving her the most foolish, but adorable, smile.



" Come on Jane! Mashburn? Seriously!" Lisbon said with a wide frown on her face pointing at the book where Mashburn's name was engraved with black ink.

Jane raised his eyebrows.

" Why, do you have something to defend him with?" He said trying to play with her mind.

The body language. How she just reacted. She had sex with Mashburn.

" What? No ugh about Bertram?" Lisbon said frustrated.

Jane smirked at her second attempt to change the conversation.

Lisbon frowned at his lack of response.

" Lets go to my place and finish this, I'm starving." Lisbon suggested while grabbing her keys and clipping her gun into place.

Jane smiled and followed her to the elevator.

The last time he had been in her appartment was the time she requested him to hypnotize her, he remembered how scared she had been that day. She couldn't remember anything, her memory palace was blank... it was pretty weird.

Now that Red John had once again began interfering with his happiness made him sick to the stomach. He knew what Red John was capable of, the grusome dead bodies of his beloved family confirmed that. The smiley face that haunted him every night that still laid painted on his bedroom wall with fresh blood.

Lisbon immediately recognized the sadness in his eyes. Patrick Jane was not a man of emotions but somehow by the great amount of time she knew him for, she's been able to tell how he felt by the look in his eyes.

" Jane, what's wrong?"

Jane smiled sadly and placed a hand on hers as a way of comfort.

" We're gonna get through this, we always do." Jane said softly as he stared into her emerald eyes now clouded with fear and sorrow.


Jane looked out of the car window as Lisbon drove ahead into the black night.

" So, have any ideas?" Jane asked her as she shifted the car gear.

" You should stay at my appartment and we'll figure it out there. Together. But the most important thing is that Red John cannot know that we are working together." Lisbon said while Jane nodded in agreement.

" That'll do. In the meantime do you have tomato sauce?"

Lisbon smiled slightly and turned to Jane.

" Yes, why?"

Jane gave her one of his hundred watt smiles.

" We are having Spaggheti tonight with one of my homemade chicken recipes from the Jane recipe book!"

Lisbon laughed loudly so it could be audible to Jane.

" You have a cooking book now?" She teased.

" Why do you sound so surprised?" He said attempting to look hurt.

Maybe living with Jane would be fun...


Jane chuckled at Lisbon's sarcasm as she unlocked the door of her apartment.

Immediately the color drained from both of their faces. The joy was gone. The happiness and life sucked out of them as they gazed at the big bright red Red John smiley face painted on Lisbon's wall.

There it is! Plot twist! I know it's a cruel cliffhanger! So what did you think of this chapter? What are you thinking of the story? Should I continue it? Please let me know in the reviews! Thanks for all who supported me and motivated me to write this chapter.