Ok, so I'm finally starting to add some details to this story! And once again, I do not own any of these amazing characters.
"So has Eli filled you in?" Lisbon asked as she entered the questioning room.
"Yeah, but I just don't understand why you believe that he's the kidnapper." Veronica replied.
"Her father thinks that Eli used her to get to his money. He's the mayor, so we have to do what he says. But I'm sorry to say that Mr. Navarro here is the only suspect we have at the moment." She turned to Weevil, "Are you sure that you don't want a lawyer?"
"You kiddin' me? Why would I trust a lawyer with my future when I have Nancy Drew?"
"I'm legally required to ask. Will you sign here stating that you decline a lawyer?" Weevil glanced at Veronica, who nodded, before scribbling his signature on the paper.
"So when can we post bail? Veronica questioned before standing up to leave.
"It should only take an hour or two, but I have to warn you, we're talking about the kidnapping of a government official's daughter. The price is going to be steep."
"I'll manage to scrape it up somehow." Veronica stated confidently. "Oh," she said turning back once she reached the door, "I know how new this is to you, but you just have to stay calm. The joint is a tough place." She grinned and strode out the door.
Lisbon clicked his handcuffs in place and led him to the holding cell. "I'm guessing that this isn't the first time you've been arrested?" He shrugged nonchalantly as he sat down on a cot.
"Any of those charges stick? Because there is this thing called the three-strikes law that we have to enforce."
Weevil grinned. "Not with V around."
Jane couldn't seem to move from his seat in the observation room. He couldn't get over how…normal, happy even, this girl looked. If he hadn't known, he wouldn't think anything worse than the normal teenage things had happened to her. It was because it had only been her friend whom she had lost, he told himself. He had lost his wife and his daughter, a much more devastating casualty.
Or maybe, he reminded himself, it was because she caught her killer, while his was still out there somewhere, taunting him with his cruel jokes. Making fun of his pain.
How was it that a little girl could put her bad guy in prison, but he couldn't even get close? It was unfair. He didn't have a name, a face, or any clues except the ones that Red John planted for him to find. Jane was a mouse in a maze with no cheese to guide him and Red John was God.
How did this girl do it? How did she survive with the knowledge that they both had? That no human is in control of their own life. That their existence could easily be destroyed by someone, deliberately or not.
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