Here's a longer chapter to thank everyone for their kind reviews! This one's not quite as fluffy-okay, actually it's kind of sad, but it's a moment that needed to be addressed. I really liked how it played out, and I hope y'all do too! Gah. I'm so excited about tonight's episode! It's wrong to be this excited about TV!!!!

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Chapter 4

A warm smile spread across his features as he leaned on the door frame. With his hands in his pockets, he silently continued to watch the laughing forms of his wife and daughter.. He loved seeing Teresa so relaxed and his eyes lingered on her carefree form. The years had been good to her, and she looked every inch the regal and sophisticated woman that had once served as the bureau director. Her silver hair was pulled into a sophisticated chignon and she didn't have on a trace of make-up. She was beautiful, and she could still knock him on his ass.

His gaze shifted across to his daughter, and he felt his heart flutter when he considered the thought that she wasn't even supposed to be here. It had been a routine case, and Teresa had been working late in her office when a disgruntled family member of the latest victim broke into the building with a large butcher knife. It was quite ironic seeing how she had accepted the position after they found out she was pregnant with Evie. She was supposed to be safer, while he consulted part-time in order to stay home with the children. Ethan was only a few months old when the doctors told him she wouldn't wake-up. Thankfully, they were wrong.

She had been stabbed several times in her lower abdomen and had hit her head on the corner of her desk. She remained in a coma for a week, while the doctors kept saying it was touch and go. When she woke up, she continued to have lapses in concentration and constant headaches and decided it was time she spent more time with her family. His stomach clenched painfully as he remembered just how close he had been to losing her. Releasing the breathe he didn't realize he had been holding, he watched as her head whipped around to face the intruder.

Her face softened when she realized her husband was in the doorway, and she wondered just how long he had been standing there. Patting the floor beside her, she smiled as he sidestepped over boxes to sit beside her. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before sliding down beside her and she grinned when he burst out laughing at the picture they were looking at. She knew he remembered the pony's antics and they took another moment to laugh at his expression in the picture before flipping the page. The mood instantly dropped as they stared at the newspaper clippings taped to the next page.

NOTORIUS SERIAL KILLER KILLED IN CBI SHOOTOUT

James Robert Miller, more commonly known as Red John, was killed after openly firing on an unarmed man last Thursday. Police received an anonymous tip-off earlier that morning and quickly rushed to the scene where Miller was holding a CBI agent hostage. Miller's sixteenth victim was discovered at the scene. Miller was pronounced dead at the scene and three agents remain in critical condition.

She could feel her heart pounding as she silently slipped out of the SUV. Gun drawn, the Kevlar encircling her body threatened to suffocate her. She had always prided herself of her ability to remain cool and collected at a crime scene, but this time it was different. This time it was personal. The bastard had attacked her family.

She quietly signaled Rigsby and Van Pelt to go to the front while she slipped around back. She could feel the watchful gaze of her boss from behind the SWAT vans and she hoped they weren't too late. His niece was missing, and both Cho and Jane had disappeared twelve hours ago. She really hoped Cho hadn't been sucked into whatever halfcocked revenge plan Jane had formulated without sharing.

The next few moments happened in slow motion, but the others would later tell her it had only been seconds. She burst through the door and tried to ignore the mangled female body in her line of sight. She frantically looked around for her agents. Quickly spotting Cho on the ground nearby, she took a step forward and instantly felt the tip of a knife pressing into her side.

She got off a shot, nicking her attacker before she felt the blade sink deeper into her skin as she was shoved face first into the concrete wall. Her gun clattered to the floor as she was roughly pulled against the man's large body and the knife moved across her throat. He began to laugh then, and she noticed the look of horror on Rigsby and Van Pelt's faces as they closed in on Red John's position, yet still to far away to do immediate good. Jane stepped into the light, gun steady in his hand. She locked eyes with him, and it felt like time stood still.

"Do it," she whispered softly. His eyes were still trained on her face as everyone waited to see what Jane would do. Lisbon knew the other agents weren't likely to shoot with her in the line of fire, and she wondered if she would have to make it an order. The man had to be stopped, and she didn't see herself getting out of this one alive.

"Shoot him," she hoarsely begged. She could see the internal struggle raging in his mind. A shot echoed in the ark building and she flinched at the impact. The blade loosely cut into the delicate skin of her throat as the man holding her fell to the ground. Trembling, Jane lowered the gun as his eyes drifted to Cho who was propped up holding Lisbon's smoking gun.

She gasped and fell to her knees with her hand pressed to her neck as blood trickled between her fingers. Jane was instantly at her side. Ripping off his vest, he quickly pressed it to the wound on her throat while keeping his hand clamped to the knife wound on her side. The building was quickly flooded with other agents, and he faintly heard Minelli cry out at the scene. She refused to let go of his hand as she was loaded into the ambulance.

Ellie watched the flood of emotions cross her parents' faces as they lost themselves in thought. She knew her father had been married once before, and that a serial killer had murdered his fist wife and their child. Watching her mother lean her head on her father's shoulder, she knew it was time to make another trip to see Uncle Cho. She doubted they would feel comfortable elaborating on this topic.

"We got him," Teresa said softly as she felt her husband's hand slip into hers. He lifted his other hand to stroke her head and they continued to sit in silence. The celebration that should have occurred was marred with yet another tragedy. It seemed that even in death, Red John would continue to haunt them one last time.

FALLEN CBI DIRECTOR VIRGIL MINELLI WILL BE MOURNED

California will honor one of its most loyal servants on Sunday. Virgil Minelli was declared deceased at 9pm last night due to complications from heart surgery. It's speculated that the death of Minelli's niece, discovered at the scene of the shootout, was a contributing factor to the heart attack. In lieu of flowers, the family asks that charitable donations be made to the American Heart Association.