Disclaimer: I don't own the Mentalist, but, no surprise, I wish I did.
When Rigsby ran downstairs he couldn't believe what he saw.
His girlfriend was sitting, duct-taped to a chair in the middle of a room. The man was still hitting her and the wall across from her looked like a giant collage.
"CBI! STEP AWAY FROM HER AND PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!!!" He yelled as the man turned his head.
As Lisbon and Cho came down the steps the man ran out a door leading outside.
Remembering what had been said in the car Lisbon and Cho ran after the man.
Rigsby knelt down in front of the chair where his girlfriend was sobbing. She was bruised and bleeding.
"Hey, hey, babe, look at me, you're fine." He said stroking her hair with one hand and removing the duct-tape with the other hand.
The minute she was free she fell into his arms.
"I love you so much. I knew you'd come." She said and then kissed him.
She started to stand up, but then a shooting pain swept through her body.
"Hey, it's ok. I'll carry you." He said picking her up and wincing at the bruises and caked blood covering her body. As he carried her up the stairs and kissed her on the top of her head.
As they came to the living room of the house he put her on the couch and put his shirt on her shivering body. He tried not to notice the red blood that instantly seeped through the white fabric and reminded him so much of the kitchen in the apartment.
Out the window he could see Lisbon and Cho leading the man, well, his name was Mark Jefferson, but the name would always be forever ingrained in to his mind so he didn't wanna think about it anymore, out to the car.
The ambulance pulled up to the house and Rigsby was glad. Her face had started to grow pale and she kept wincing, he tried to distract her, but he hated to see her in pain, he would've traded places with her in a second.
He held her hand and stroked her arm as the paramedics moved her to a gurney and Cho, Lisbon, and Jane started to look through the basement.
As he got in the ambulance with her Jane ran towards him with a plastic bag full of what looked like papers.
"You need to see these. They're really creepy." He said handing them to Rigsby and then the ambulance doors shut behind him.
"Hey, babe lemme see." Van Pelt said, fogging up the oxygen mask that had been placed over her mouth and nose.
"Oh my God. All of these are of me!" She said as the monitor showing her heart rate and blood pressure started to loudly beep and then suddenly changed to one loud beep.
"She's coding!!!" Suddenly the ambulance was a blur of movement and Rigsby was shaking. Suddenly, the door opened. He hadn't realized that they were already at the hospital. The gurney was quickly moved into a trauma room in the ER and he tried to keep up, but he could feel her being taken further and further away until the slow steady beep of the machine filled the room and suddenly he felt her coming right back to him.
