Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I've been so preoccupied with the new series that I forgot to update. Thanks again to all those who reviewed my chapters :)
"Why so grumpy?" Jane asked as he followed behind Lisbon as they entered her apartment. "It wasn't that expensive."
"Wasn't that expensive!" she exclaimed as she closed the door, "he charged us $40 for all 6 films for 3 nights!"
They had just gotten back from the rental store, fortunately it was the only one that was open late but unfortunately it seemed to be the most expensive place in the whole of Sacramento.
"Stop moaning, I told you I'd pay half anyway," Jane smiled," so that means it only cost you $20. Besides, it probably would've been more if the guy behind the counter didn't fancy you." This got Lisbon's attention immediately.
"He did not!" she snapped back. Jane couldn't help but smile. He loved winding up Lisbon. He didn't do it to be cruel, he just preferred it when she was angy rather than grumpy.
"And besides," she went on, "even if he did, discount DVDs isn't exactly the best way to wooh a woman." Jane's smile increased in brightness and amusement. "And he smelled like he hadn't had a bath in weeks...he looked like it too."
Lisbon shuddered at the thought of the creepy guy who had served them. He had watched them as soon as they entered the store. It was creepy. And when Jane and Lisbon took the DVDs to the desk, he started to compliment her on her excellent film taste and insisted on telling her that he too was a fan of horrors, especially Saw. Jane had to turn around to stop himself from laughing at the man's awful chat-up attempt, it really was amusing watching him try and fail so hard but it was also amusing watching Lisbon's reactions to the man.
"Well I think you handled it rather well." Jane's words brought Lisbon back from her uncomfortable memory. She sighed as she looked at the pile of DVDs they were going to have to sit through over the next few nights.
"Right then, we'd better get started on that lot," she said miserably, obviously not looking forward to the late nights the task would cause. She just wanted to sleep. "How many are we watching tonight?"
"Seeing as you look like you're about to nod off any minute, I'd say we should probably just stick with one tonight."
"Right then, you put that in the DVD player," she passed Jane the first Saw film, "I'm gonna make a coffee to keep myself awake." She dragged herself wearily to her kitchen, checked there was water in her kettle and grabbed a mug from one of her cupboards. "I don't have any teabags though."
"I'm fine with my bottle of water," he waved it in the air so she could clearly see it and proceded to insert the disc into Lisbon's DVD player.
By the time she had finished making her coffee, the DVD had loaded and was at the DVD menu stage. Lisbon sat at one end of the couch whilst Jane sat at the other. He passed Lisbon the DVD remote, knowing that she was a control freak, and let her push the PLAY button.
"Wow," Lisbon said quitely, "our killer really was obsessed, this is almost identical to our crime scene." They had only gotten to the part where the police were checking out the dead guy in the barbed wire.
"Well I guess you can do almost anything when you put your mind to it," Jane replied quitely, a slight smile on his face.
Lisbon shot him a quick glare but turned her eyes back to the sceen, not wanting to miss anything incase it was of any use.
There was silence once again.
"Right, that's the first two over and done with, I think we've earned a break," smiled Rigsby as Van Pelt was removing the second Saw film from the DVD player. They had gotton back to Van Pelt's apartment as quickly as possible so they could get the films out of the way and on wih the real fun they had planned.
"Well we could always fit in another one," Van Pelt replied, her tone playful with a teasing grin on her face.
Before she could say another word, Rigsby picked her up in one great swoop and started carrying her towards her bedroom.
"I'll take that as a no then."
'Game Over'
Jane looked across to his right to see if Lisbon was still awake. During the film Lisbon had been drifting in and out of sleep, and every time she was about to doze off, Jane would give her a little nudge. However, for the last ten minutes, he forgot to check on her, and now she was sound asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.
He was unsure as to how she actually got that close considering that they both started at opposite ends of the couch, but he figured that everytime either of them moved on the couch to get more comfortable, they must have slid slowly into the centre of the couch.
Jane watched her for a minute or two, debating whether or not to wake her as he knew that she hadn't been sleeping well recently and she looked peaceful. He had two choices.
One: wake her up and risk having to deal with Little Miss Grouchy who would either be angry that she had been woken or would be angry and embarrassed that she had been woken whilst sleeping on Jane's shoulder.
OR
Two: don't wake her and risk being yelled at in the morning for not waking her or risk being questioned and yelled at as to how she came to have her head on his shoulder whilst she was sleeping.
He weighed his options and decided it might be best to wake her.
"Lisbon...Lisbon," he gently shook her arm. "Liiissssbbbbooooonnnnnn"
"Mmmmnnnn..." Lisbon stirred slightly before slowly opening her eyes. She slowly lifted her head and looked around. "What time is it?" she mumbled whilst rubbing her eyes and fully sitting up.
"1:30," he replied. Lisbon groaned. She obviously hadn't been planning on staying up that late, or falling asleep. Jane got up to take the DVD out. "What are we supposed to gain from watching these films anyway," he asked. "I mean, there are so many horror films, whose to say that he is gonna keep with the Saw theme. For all we know he could turn 'Freddy Krueger' or "Michael Myers' next."
"Don't ask," mumbled Lisbon sleepily. "Hightower wanted us to check it out since the only films our killer has focused on so far are the Saw films."
"Hmm." Jane went to put the DVD back on the pile with the rest of the DVDs. He still thought the whole thing was pointless.
"Jane," Lisbon's tone of voice had an air of questioning about it. "Did I fall asleep on you?" Her face wore a confused expression,as if she was trying hard to remember what position she was in when she had woken up.
"Err yes you did," Jane replied as he watched expression change from confused to embarrassed with a hint of annoyance at the fact that she had let herself fall asleep on her consultant's shoulder.
"Sorry about that," she mumbled.
"No problem, atleast you didn't drool," he paused to watch her reaction to his comment with a mischievous grin on his face. She immediately reacted by giving him her 'Death Stare'.
"By the way," he added, "I didn't know you snored."
That was the icing on the cake, Lisbon's expression turned from angry to mortified. Oh God PLEASE don't tell me I snore. she thought inwardly to herself. Her concern about her snoring was immediately put to an end when she saw Jane's grinning face beaming at her with amusement. Lying bastard.
"You do know that I could easily shoot you right now," she aimed her words directly at Jane, hoping her threat would have atleast some impact. But no, he just kept on smiling. Smug bastard.
"We both know you're not going to though."
"Oh really, what makes you so sure?"
"You need me too much. Plus Hightower would definately get you sent down for killing her 'Golden Boy'. How would she live with her decreasing 'Closed Case' rate?"
Lisbon couldn't help but smile at Jane's sarcasm. What would Hightower do if she didn't have her 'Golden Boy' to keep her team at the top of the 'Closed Case' list? Probably try and take control herself, maybe give some motivational talks to each unit that everyone would take the piss out of later.
"Right, I'm gonna get to bed," she muttered behind a yawn. "You wanna stay here tonight and sleep on the couch?"
Jane was slightly surprised by Lisbon's offer. "So generous Lisbon. You really do need me don't you." His beaming mischieveous smile had once again returned.
"Haha, oh yes I'm lost without you!" she replied sarcastically. "No, I'm only offering because it's late, we've both been sitting down for a while and I think my legs have gone to sleep. So if you drive back and have a crash because you're legs have gone dead I am the one whose probably gonna get grilled for it. I'm only offering for my sake." SHe smiled happily. "Plus as you said, how would Hightower survive without you.?"
"Fair enough." Jane thought over her offer for a few moments. "Fine, I shall exceptyour offer to sleep on your wonderful couch."
Lisbon walked over to one of her kithcen cupboards and retrieved a blanket and a pillow she stored in there in case she couldn't be bothered to walk all the way up the stairs to her bed. It always pays to be prepared.
"Here," she chucked Jane the blanket and the pillow. "If you want a drink then help yourself, I'm not even going to bother asking you not to go snooping through my things because knowing you you've probably already done it. Don't break anything and if you even think about setting one foot in my room to annoy me then I will shoot you."
Jane just smiled in reply. He knew better than to annoy Lisbon when she needed sleep. Plus she probably would shoot him if he set one foot in her bedroom.
"I solemnly swear to obey your rules."
"Good." She turned to walk up her stairs. "Good night Jane."
"Night Lisbon."
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Mmmmmnnnnn." Lisbon reached out to switch her alarm clock off. For once she was having a nice sleep and now she had to drag herself out of bed to look at dead bodies all day.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. No Jane in sight. He actually managed to listen to me for once.
Suddenly her eyes locked onto a mug of coffee on her bedside table. She hadn't left that there. A yellow sticky note with a smiley face was stuck to the handle. She reached out to feel the side of the mug. Still warm. It couldn't have been there long.
She quickly dashed from her bed to the top of her stairs to see if Jane was still in here apartment. He was gone. The blanket she had leant him was folded neatly and left on the couch nect to the pillow. He must have put the mug on the table just before my alarm went off and left just before I woke up.
She turned back to look at the mug of coffee. Son of a bitch! He came into my room when I was sleeping!. Oh God please tell me I didn't snore...
"Boss, you're not gonna like this." Cho's voice echoed through the bull pen as he put the phone down and headed towards Lisbon's office.
"Let me guess, no links between the two victims?"
"Well that too, but it seems our killer is on a role, he's killed again." Cho braced himself for one of Lisbon's outbursts of anger. It came in the form of a stapler being hurtled across the room.
"I hate this guy and I don't even know who he is." She grumbled. This case really was proving to be one of the most difficult she had ever come across. "How do we know it's him?"
"Ever heard of a film called Dead Silence?"
Lisbon shook her head.
"The film involves a load of ventriloquist dolls that get possessed by their creator who had her tongue cut out. She used the dolls to attack her victims and bite out their tongues and kill them. She even had her dead body turned into a doll. She then propped up her victims in 'family portrait' styles."
"And I'm guessing this is how our vic was murdered?"
"Yep, here's a photo we got sent." He handed Lisbon a small photo in an evidence bag. She looked at it and immediately felt disgusted. This guy was going crazy. God knows what he was gonna do next.
In the photo was a woman, looked around mid 20s. She had been positioned in an armchair, sat upright with her mouth wide open to show the lack of tongue. Lisbon knew that couldn;t have been the main cause of death. And there was nothing in the picture that indicated how she died.
"How did you get this picture anyway?" she asked whilst handing it back to Cho.
"That's the thing. Someone sent it in a letter to us. I'm assuming it's the killer. It also came with this," he handed her a piece of paper also in an evidence bag. "We're assuming that it's the location of the body." Lisbon read the paper slowly, taking in every last typed word. It did indeed have an address. But what caught Lisbon's eye was a sentence typed in red at the bottom of the page. It read:
P.S. Watch out agents, you never know who's next.
"Send this off and have it checked for prints. Also, get Rigsby and Van Pelt to go check out the address, see if the body's there. I've gotta go speak to Hightower. I'm sure she's going to be thrilled about this latest installment."
"Yes Boss, good luck."
Lisbon smiled at her friend's words as he left to perform his tasks.
She too then stood up and left her office. As she headed towards Hightower's office, she noticed Jane lying on his couch, quitely occupying his time with one fo his many puzzle book. Today it was sudoku.
She changed course and headed over towards him.
"Did you come into my room this morning and leave me a coffee?" Jane looked up to see Lisbon towering over him, but decided to return to his sudoku puzzle.
"Yes I did." He replied. "I take it you're angry with me for entering you're bedroom without your permission?" He asked, a small grin slowly growing on his face, but not once did he look up from his puzzle book.
"Do you remember what I said would happen if you did that?"
"So you're really going to shoot me in the middle of the CBI with everyone watching?"
"I'd be doing most people in here a favour," she replied quickly. "Plus I could easily say I was proboked. Everyone knows you're the most annoying pain-in-the-ass. This made Jane smile even more.
"Go ahead, but don't forget about Hightower, I'm sure she wouldn't be too pleased about it...Ouch!" Now it was Lisbon's turn to smile. "You pinched me."
"I'll do a lot worse if you come into my bedroom again." She then turned and started walking back towards Hightower's office.
"Oh Lisbon," Jane called after her. She stopped briefly to turn and face him. "Nice pyjamas." He winked at her and then turned back to his book.
I'm gonna kill him...