Once they got to the office Jane showed the girl to his desk, then went to go make them a cup of tea each. When he got back he found the girl had stretched out comfortably on his couch and Jane saw no evidence that this would change any time soon. He chuckled to himself as he set her tea on the table on the end of the couch where her head was resting. Jane saw her sniff as a breeze coming in from the air vent blew the steam in her face. Then she opened her eye's.

"Honeybush?" She asked.

Jane smiled and shrugged, "It's one of my favorites, however if you'd prefer something else I also have Earl Grey, Lapsang souchong and green tea."

"Nawh, this is fine," the girl said and closed her eye's.

Jane sat on his desk chair for the first time and said, "So, what did you walk in on?"

"Well, first of all I didn't walk in on anything and I'd prefer to talk about this in private if you don't mind and I believe I owe you an explanation and my name," The girl said, "and I understand why you asked for the explanation."

"Why did I then?" Jane asked.

"Because you're worried Red John could see through your act and that he knows you're in love with your boss," The girl explained, "You're worried he'll take her from you the way he took your wife and kids ten year's ago today."

Jane, who was nodding, listening and not really paying much attention, sat up straighter and tiled his head towards the girl, his face turning down slightly as he did so, blocking his mouth from the team's and Lisbon's watchful eye's a few meter's away, "How do you know this?"

"Red John explained to his wife this morning over breakfast about how today was so anniversary and how he had a special celebration planned," The girl told him.

I knew he had an end game, but what's he playing at? Jane though, Why bring his little girl into it? What's she got to... do... with... anything...? Jane studied the girl closer.

She present herself as confident and calm but on the inside she was often panicked and insecure. She wanted to know why he real parent abandoned her. She seemed be able to read people the way Jane could. She had bright blue eye's that were full of pain that was as covered as she could manage. She had a beautiful smile when she did smile genuinely. She had long dirty blond hair and she seemed to like to have it cover her face, hide her from the outside world.

In all honesty Jane though she reminded him of himself. Jane pushed away this thought, no it's not possible, I'm seeing what I want to see, he scolded himself, mentally debating with himself over whether or not this girl was anything like him.

It wasn't until he heard Lisbon calling for him did he realize the girl had sat up and begun to drink her tea. She had a small smile on her face, clear she was reminded of one of the very few rather pleasant memories. Jane briefly wondered what she was thinking about, but didn't have time to think on it much at this time, but he would definitively bring it up later.

"What can I do for you Lisbon?" Jane asked, turning away from the girl on his couch and looked up at Lisbon.

"I was wondering if we could talk in my office for a minute," Lisbon ordered rather than requested. Jane stood and followed her to her office where she closed her door and locked it. Then she closed the blinds. "Take a seat," She ordered, "We need to talk about Red John and his," Lisbon paused slightly, taking in a deep breath, as if she couldn't believe she was actually going to continue and say what she had to, "wife and child."

"The girl's adopted, I can't make a move on Red John and his wife is violent," Jane stated, knowing fully well even LaRoche could figure out the last two.

"Right, his name is Robert Johnson," Lisbon said, "If you can't make a move on him then how will you enact your revenge?" Lisbon asked.

"I'll take his family from him," Jane replied simply.

"You going to-" Lisbon started but Jane interrupted.

"Ask you to send his wife to a separate jail and have them both under close watch and in solitary cells," Jane said.

"Right," Lisbon said, "Cause I wasn't already thinking of doing that."

"If that's all you need from me," Jane said, standing up.

"Bye," Lisbon said.

Jane walked back to his desk and sat on the chair, facing the girl who looked like she'd moved an inch since he left. She had he head tilted downwards and her hair hiding her face again. She asked, "What was that about?"

"Lisbon just wanted to make sure I know better than to kill Red John before he even under goes trail," Jane dismissed, "Now you said something about me loving her?"

"Did I?" asked the girl mildly.

"Yeah. I believe you also promised to tell me your name," Jane replied.

"Right," the girl said, "You get this look on your face, a bit more sparkle in your eye's every time you look at her."

"That's bull," Jane countered, "How could you really tell?"

"Your pupils dilate when you look at," the girl said in defeat, "Slightly though, you suppress it the best you can. Someone not looking for it or not paying attention to that kind of detail would miss it."

"But you noticed it," Jane accused.

"But I noticed it," the girl agreed.

"Fair enough," Jane replied, "And your name?"

"Robert and Diane call me Grace," the girl supplied.

"Grace it is then," Jane said, "You want to go to my attic where we can talk in private?"

"Sure," Grace replied.