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Author's Note: Hello readers, next chapter is done. Thanks so much to jisbon-sessed and Iloveplotbunnies for reviewing :)

Red John arrived home and popped the trunk where he took out his boots. He brought them into his house and took out the knife and glove, he'd long since realized it was the perfect place to hide weapons without the twins finding it, no one looked in people's boots.

He washed his blade throughouly, threw out the bloody glove and changed his clothes. He started on the laundry, making sure the first thing he washed was the blood from his clothes. That done he realized Rigsby should have found the body by now, pity he couldn't be there to see his reaction but it would be too weird him turning up when he knew they both should be in work.

Red John was feeling quite pleased with himself, he could not wait to see how Cho and Rigsby responded to this. He put on some music, Bach, his favourite before laying down on the couch and pondering the future and how this would affect everyone.

Eventually he realized it was time to pick the twins up and quickly drove off, he always insisted on picking them up from school lest something happen to them. God help whoever would dare attack the children of Red John.

He parked and went to stand beside the fence, his phone started playing some Korean music which he'd assigned for Cho. Probably wanting him to take Teresa and Jane home for him or to CBI.

"Hey Cho, what's up?" he asked cheerily.

"Johnny, something's happened. Would you mind picking up Teresa and Jane? But drop them off at CBI," Cho's bland yet sad tone told him.

"Yeah, sure... what's wrong though? What happen-" Red John's voice was concerned but his smile was twisted.

"I'll tell you when you get here okay? It's not something I'd tell you over the phone."

"Err... okay. See you soon."

"See ya, and be careful," Cho said before hanging up.

Red John banished his smile and waited for the twins to come out, they did so along with the now motherless Teresa.

"Come on, we gotta go pick Jane up," he explained worridly.

"Why?" demanded Teresa as worry played in her tawny eyes.

"I'm sure its nothing, probably just your parents are busy at CBI and want me to drop you guys off there," I told her, easing her vexation, "wouldn't be the first time."

They got into his vermilion beamer and he drove the few blocks to the elementary school, Jane jumped anxiously into the back with Teresa and Sebastian (Sarah was in the front as she'd won rock-paper-scisors).

"Mom and Dad busy huh?" Jane muttered as Red John drove them to the CBI HQ.

Red John parked and strode confidently into the building, in which every single person wanted his corpse to hang on thier wall. What was it now, 7 CBI he'd killed? If you included Jane. He entered the bullpen with the younglings following in his wake.

The new rookie, Richard `Richie` Horn was tapping away at his computer, Rigsby was at his desk staring unblinking at Van Pelt's. Their red headed son was sitting on `Jane's` couch playing with his DSi while Cho saw them from his office and went to greet them.

"Hey kids," Cho murmered forcing a smile, they muttered hello back before squeezing onto `Jane's` couch. Jane made a few attempts to get her father to talk but was promptly ignored, "come with me Johnny," Cho continued leading me into his office and closing the door.

"What's up Cho?"

"It's Van Pelt, she'd dead," Cho told him bluntly and Red John mimed shock.

"Really?"

"Yeah, Red John killed her. I am really gonna kill that sonofabitch," Cho announced passionately, good luck, Red John thought sarcastically, "at least he didn't kill Patrick, just locked him in the family room while he listened to his Mom being murdered."

"That's... awful."

"I know," said Cho bitterly as he sat on his chair, "there is some good news though."

"What?" asked Red John genuinely surprised.

"You know Red John killed some other people on the team? Patrick Jane and Teresa Lisbon?"

"Yeah."

"Well they had newborn twins that he abducted and killed, well so we thought."

"What do you mean?" Red John asked slowly as his heart began to race.

"We found evidence they might be alive."

"Really? That's err... good," Red John tried not to panic, how the hell did they know...? He recalled suddenly about Sarah cutting her finger with a knife, she was still wearing the band aid. Damn them! How lond did it take to clean up a few droplets of blood?!

"I know, I still can't quite believe it," Cho continued, "all this time he'd had them, god knows what he's been doing to them."

"Maybe he's treated them nice," Red John retorted slightly defensively.

"I guess it's possible," Cho shrugged.

"Good luck finding them and catching that bastard," Red John said as sincerely as he could manage, "I have no idea how I'm gonna tell the twins."

"Thanks for the luck, I'll need it."

"Yeah, I better be going, dinner's still cooking."

"Yeah, goodbye Johnny."

Red John turned and left silently leading the twins away despite their protests. Damn! They knew the twins were alive, he'd have to keep things quiet for a little longer. He'd have to convince Cho that he'd killed them...

*****

The twins came into their house and eagerly headed for the kitchen to raid for snacks but their father stopped them.

"Please Dad, we're really hungry," begged Sebastian.

"There's something I gotta tell you first. Go sit down in the family room," he commanded quietly and they did so quickly and silently as they exchanged aprehensive looks with each other, what was their Dad up to?

"What is it Dad?" Sarah asked when they were all seated.

"Grace Van Pelt is dead."

"What?!" exclaimed Sebastian as they looked at him, thier faces riddled with shock.

"Red John killed her."

"Holy shi- talking mushrooms," Sarah quickly corrected herself, still looking stunned.

"I am Red John..."