She had half expected something like that from him, but she knew he was saying it just to get a response. She thought back to when she was strapped to the bomb and realized that what he was saying was probably sincere. She was surprised, so she just looked at him, nodded, and smiled.

He noticed she didn't respond. She didn't have to. He saw the look in her eyes and knew that she felt the same way; she just had trouble expressing it because of her dark past with her father. She had grown up not to trust men because they would, eventually, betray you and leave you grieving. He needed to show her that he was not like all of those other men, but how to do that?

Then his mind went to a dark thought. He had just killed Red John. That must feel like a betrayal to her. What if she is thinking that exact thing about him? The way she thought about all of those other men in her life? Then his mind went further back into the past, to a surprising place. Walter Mashburn. He was the only one who had not treated Lisbon like complete shit.

He envied her, admired her strength, and lusted in her when she looked at him with her big emerald eyes. He got the chance to make love to her, like Jane had been wanting to since he first arrived on the CBI.

He knew he had to make it known that he was not a cruel betrayer.

So he said, "Lisbon, I know what you must be thinking and honestly, I am glad you feel the same way about me. It is a relief actually. Makes me see the bright light at the end of this dark tunnel. Here is what I am also thinking, that you think that I have just betrayed you. Like some of the other men I seem to think you have had. Look I did not do this crime to betray you. It was to avenge my late wife, Angie, and my daughter. They meant the world to me Lisbon. Just like you do now. I know that you can't possibly see a future for us or at all at this moment. I mean I am going to be put on trial, possibly go away for life, and you will get better, return to the CBI and continue to be a cop. You will continue to kick ass, just like always."

Before he could say another word she put her finger to her lips and "shushed" him.

She said, "Patrick Jane, I do not think you betrayed me. If you had betrayed me you wouldn't have told me why you were working with the team. You wouldn't have shared your motives. You would have done all of this behind closed doors. Like I said before, I knew this day was coming."

"On the other hand," she continued, "we do have this issue with you possibly being put in jail, but here is how you might be able to get out of this. You tell the court, the truth. You tell them the whole story. From soup to nuts you tell them. You tell them all of your motives and then you explain that Red John admitted to who he was. Also I will tell Rigsby to get the footage from the cameras you had on the scene. I am sure there is audio on those tapes that will give us the whole conversation that you two, I am sure, shared. Then the lawyer will argue that you possibly saved lives. That is because you know as well I do that Red John would have killed again, it might have been a stranger or someone close to you, but he would have killed again. Do you understand and agree with me, Jane?"

He thought about her whole scheme for a moment and smiled to himself. Never had he predicted her to be so conniving and cunning. He had to admit he liked this side of her, but she was also right. He had to admit the truth. He had to make the jury pity him, that he was being psychologically tortured by this man, even when Red John was not present. He had to make them feel his pain and convince them that what he did was probably for the better.

So, he looked at Lisbon and said, "Yes Lisbon I understand and actually agree with you. I do have other alternative schemes if yours does not work out though. Just in case, but I am going to proceed with caution because I am still in a lot of trouble. My alternate and possibly last resort was going to be LaRouche."

"LaRouche?" Lisbon asked. "What does he have to do with any of this and how is he even leverage for this case?"

Jane started to explain, "When we were scheming to catch Red John's mole I threatened LaRouche with his dark secret. I told him I would keep his dark secret only if he gave me the four other suspects to the Todd Johnson murder. Now I can use that 'secret' what ever it is as leverage. I can threaten to expose that secret and reveal it to Bertram. Saying that LaRouche has been playing all of us. That he is up to no good and should be removed from the CBI immediately."

"Do you even know what that secret is?" Lisbon asked calmly.

Jane responded quickly, "No, but I am sure that just the threat will make him shake in his seat. He knows what ever it is, is something terrible and can never be taken back. The threat of exposure will cause him to ease my sentence or even have the case dismissed, if he wanted to be so generous. Especially if I threaten to tell Bertram I will have him at my mercy. But just to be safe we will play it your way, Lisbon, because what I thought about doing is a bit too sketchy for me right now. I need to watch where I step, at least for a while."

He continued, "Well it is getting late and I can feel Van Pelt's stare through the window of your door so I guess I better go. I think she wants to say good-bye or at least have me brought back. So until next time my angry little princess!"

He blew her a kiss and stepped out the door, but not before he saw her smile. He was happy that he had just made her smile; at least he was able to please someone.