Heyy guys, I know you're all kinda irked with me at the mo haven't been updating every day...well I'm doing my GCSEs in June and I have homework and study, I'm sure it the same with you lot! Well I wasn't sure if I should've added another chapter to this but sure why not? I don't mind, If you don't like the ending here you can use the last chapter as the ending!
Disclaimer; Nope, Nope I don't!
The Darkening Hour: A Red John Story.
It only takes a knife to kill a person's soul, body and whole world. Dammit Patrick Jane does deserve this!
"Who are you?!" the mom screamed as she held her daughter close, as the little girl scrunched her eyes closed putting her hands at her ears trying to block the screams of the two adults around her.
"I'm not here to harm you" I smiled awkwardly, looking at the butcher's knife in my hand. Man, I had a messed up mind.
She looked frantically at the weapon in my hand and tears slipped down her flushed cheeks while her wavy brown hair stuck to them.
"What's that meant to mean?" she asked me and I smirked, thinking stupid housewife.
"I made a sandwich downstairs, want some?" I asked and I could sense she didn't believe me.
"I asked you already. Who are you?"
"Aaron ma`am" I smiled politely, nodding my head and admiring a little stuffed teddy on the fine white drawers.
"Aaron. Aaron what?" I smiled as she furrowed her brows and set her daughter on the bed. Giving her iPod to the little girl, who stared at me and pulled herself under the blanket speakers in her ears.
She walked right in front of me and stared me down as I placed the knife into the back of my Jeans and looked her right in the eyes.
"Aaron hotchner. I work for the FBI BAU in Quantico, Virginia" I nodded and she stared me down warily. If anything I sure as hell wasn't going to go down for her murder.
"BAU, Really? You got an ID?" she asked and I smiled as we walked out into the hall and shut the door behind us.
"Yes Aaron Hotchner. CB-" I instantly cursed myself as her eyes narrowed on me and she reached for the side of her Jeans and unlocked a gun.
"Why Mrs. Jane why do you carry a gun around the place for? Surely you aren't showing a good example to your daughter now are you?" I asked as I saw the police badge shine of the dim lights on the landing.
Oh shit. Were the only words that entered my head.
"I'm not usually like this but sure it's not every day someone waltzes into my home gripping onto a knife for dear life, I've got no choice but to yell at you ok? I'm a cop by the way you insane dumb-ass!"
"I-I meant BAU...my heads sorta mixed up...my wife just had a baby about a week ago and I haven't had a good night's rest" I stuttered, trying to remember everything that I found on him on the internet.
"Congrats but you are a cold liar. What are you here for?" She asked me and I walked closer to her, almost backing her up against the wall.
"Sir, I need to ask you to take a step back please" she said, her voice slightly shaking as she tried to take her gun back out of her holster again.
"Mrs I need you to know your daughter won't die, won't feel a thing. I promise"
"You Bastard! Don't you lay a finger on her!" she snarled, as I snatched the knife from my Jeans and pierced her stomach as I pressed her against the wall and she gasped falling against him until the knife kept on coming.
Leaving her back in the bedroom, she lay slumped on the floor as the daughter slept peacefully and I wandered over to her and carried her bridal style out the door and into the back of my car and left her inside as I got the other young child from the trunk and carried her upstairs leaving her on the ground beside her mother.
Eva Van Pelt. The little 6 year old lookalike I had murdered earlier that day. Her face was almost unrecognisable and she had the same hairstyle as little Lily Jane, wild, blond and curly.
I looked down at Jane's wife who had blood trailing from the corner of her mouth and her eyes that were fluttering open and stared at her my eyes wide open in fear.
"The cops are gonna catch you and so is my husband" she gurgled, and I gave her a dirty look and turned leaving the door shut and looking at my handy work on the door.
Out in the car, I noticed the door of the back seat left wide open and little foot prints in the sandy gravel of the road. The little bugger made a run for it!
All that mattered now was that I would shatter a frauds soul tonight and he would never be able to catch me and lily would be too young or didn't hear anything if she ever was found.
A little 6 year old girl couldn't defend herself for too long out in the streets of Beverly Hills and as for my brother; "Hotch" would never know what hit him once he gets charged for the murder of Vanessa Jane and abduction of lily Jane in their home on January 1st 2001.
All this for revenge and it worked. Mr. Jane did pay and he could never forgive himself for what he done that unfortunate day of 1/1/01.
The mind works in mysterious ways but mine was screwed up since the start of my late childhood and teens.
It was a calm night to be driving at night. The lights shone beautifully in the sky and Rebecca Lisbon sat contently in the car, making her way to a cross-roads.
Clearly it was her right of way, so she went straight ahead after checking for the sight of a car and smiled. She couldn't wait to get home after a long day at work at her new job and was looking forward to putting her feet up.
She was jerked for her thoughts as she heard the loud revs of a car exhaust and looked horrifically as it came speeding towards the side of the car. She screamed as the car conked out on the spot, leaving her like a sitting duck in a car that wouldn't start up in the middle of a crossroads.
She yelled at the top of her lungs covering her face with her hands as she felt and heard the crashing of the car colliding with her on the passenger seat side and the car tip onto its surface and smoke fill the car.
Outside in the Honda Integra Type R, John hotchner at the age of 12 climbed out of a car with a drunk guy in the passenger seat passed out from all the drink he had consumed and smiled evilly at the car and the cries of help from inside. Let her die in hell he had thought and threw the drunk guy over the handbrake and chairs to make it look like he had no seatbelt on and had fallen on his side.
Teresa may not have known what had caused the death of her mom and her cat, but one thing that I was sure of was that she could never of realised that her adopted brother was the one who killed them and the one who she is trying to catch for murdering so many women all to help the helpless Patrick Jane.
S.S.A. Aaron hotchner, Teresa Lisbon, Patrick Jane, The CBI team and the FBI BAU had no idea what they would have to battle in the next few months and years.
Deaths, Threats and torment were what they had to face up against. With no idea who I was apart from the name Red John...
The Darkening Hour: A Red John Story.
Mission accomplished! I gots it done! YAY! As you guys can probably guess there will be a second story to this sometime soon. It hopefully will be a cross over between this and Criminal Minds but the two teams will be involved. I think I answered all questions in that chapter but if you have a question please ask! About the story, since it's a cross over it will be in that section so If you want I`ll PM you to let you know when it's up!
Well while I'm typing this, I'm waiting for 2X12 to upload on fastpasstv. I had to wait about 20 mins for the first 10 mins or less to come up and I got as far as the end of the NCIS ad break and then it had to upload more, then my internet connection disconnected (Broadband modem) and now it's taking forever!
Oh this doesn't really matter but don't you hate those chain messages? Well I just got one and it did really freak me out they said 2 Google it.
So I did and it was true but it was an internet legend I got a text a few mins ago on my phone that was similar to this with a few words changed:
Carmen (Jessica) and the rest of her class were on a fire drill and 5 girls trying to embarrass Carmen pushed her down a sewer when she didn't come up they called the police and the girls said she fell the police believed them. FACT: two months later a boy got the text of Carmen and didn't send it later that night the boy went to the bathroom and heard laughter and out of fear he ran into his room grabbed his cell to send the text later that night his mom was awakened by a loud noise two months later they found the boy in a nearby sewer eye balls gone skin peeled off and mouth gaping open.
Weird yeah? I thought so...
Well before I go there are some Very important people I must say thank you to:
All the readers for reading and...
Princess Popsicle, Koezh, RunningWild14 and MissNitaGirl for your amazing reviews! Each one of your reviews made my day and I thank you for that!
Red John seems to be very popular in stories at the mo...Did something happen in bleeding heart that I didn't know about? LOL!
Well enough of my rambling! Please review if you liked and let me know if you want that sequel!
Cheers and I love u guys,
Lynne XD
