There is one part in this chapter that is kinda horrible. sorry it took so long. enjoy XD

Company For You Jane

Charlie had no idea where he was, he felt the cold water seep through his thin t-shirt. He looked around taking in his surroundings. That's when he noticed him. Patrick Jane the all-famous psychic turned for the CBI. He covered head to toe in blood. His eyes were fixed on Charlie. Charlie's brown eyes locked with Jane's blue one's. Charlie crawled over to the consultant. Jane was slowly slipping out of consciousness. Charlie checked over his wounds. He had a stab wound to the left shoulder and from the blood the was pooling from the blonde man's mouth, some internal bleeding.

"Patrick Jane?"

Jane nodded weakly.

"I'm Charlie, Charlie Eppes."

"I know." Replied Jane weakly as more blood spill from his mouth.

"You do?"

"Red John told me he was gonna take you. He wants to bring your brother and Lisbon here." Jane paused as he tried to take a breath "he is going to kill us in front of them."

A chill ran down Charlie's spine. He knew that Red John was and sick evil murderer but he had no idea how much of a sick murderous man he really was.

9

"He's taken Charlie." Exclaimed Charlie as Don ran into Lisbon's office "Red John has taken my brother."

Lisbon felt tears well up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"SORRY!" Don shouted "THAT SICK SON OF A BITCH HAS MY BROTHER."

Van Pelt stood in horror. She and Charlie had got chatting shortly after his first appearance at the station.

Don stalked out of the office and sat in the nearest chair.

"Agent Eppes?" said Van Pelt as she approached the exasperated agent.

"Don," he replied softly as he looked at the red haired agent with tear pricked eyes.

"Don, I just finished looking at the blue prints for the building and there is definitely a basement there."

"Good, you come with me. Tell your boss to stay here."

"Why Agent…" she was cut off by the agent

"Don!"

"Why Don?"

"Because I don't think she is coping very well. It would be better if she stayed put."

"But he has your brother, surely you are in the same position as her."

"Just do it." Van Pelt nodded and informed her boss. Lisbon surprisingly didn't argue.

9

The car journey didn't take that long with the lights on. Don practically leapt out of the car, his gun in hand. Van Pelt followed, her gun securely at her side.

The door to the basement was not easy to find, it was tucked away in a tiny ally that it was no surprise that no one had found it when they swept the place.

They slowly descended down the stairs. Don was the first to get hit, then Grace almost straight afterwards. The world became nothing more than a black abyss to them.

When they woke up under a spotlight. They were tied to gold chairs with red cushions. This man really was theatrical.

"Welcome agents." Said a voice.

"Where is my brother?"

"Last I checked, lying unconscious on the cold wet floor." The voice replied slyly.

Then the rest of the room lit up and there at the end of the room were the two people they had come for.

"You see, I caught your brother trying to help Mr Jane here. So I knocked him out. Barely a scratch on him now, but when I have finished with him. You will barely recognise him. You see I am going to let the two of you go."

"But we will give you in."

The voice soon became a man in a mask as he stepped out of the shadows. He was wearing a clown mask. It was painted to be a sad, mutilated clown by all the cuts a bruises that were on it.

"Well that would be hard seeing as you can't see my face."

Don grunted angrily. His brother looked unharmed, other than him being out cold. But the other man was a mess. Blood oozed from a stab wound on his shoulder. Internal bleeding was made obvious by the blood that slowly flowed from his mouth.

"What have you done to him?" Said Don as he nodded towards the blonde man.

"Who Jane?" Red John paused "Well you see, I punished him. He's an arrogant fraud. He may be a good guy to you. But to me, he's no more than a cockroach."

"Your sick." Spat Don.

"Well that's true." Replied Red as walked over to the now stirring Charlie.

"A pretty one, your brother." Red paused as he put his hand around Charlie's throat "Such a waste of a brilliant mind." He slowly lifted the curly haired man from the floor. Not stopping when his feet were no longer touching the ground.

Charlie gasped for air. He tried to struggle but his limbs wouldn't respond. He'd been drugged.

Don screamed at the man to stop. Begged him to put his brother down. Red John dropped Charlie and ordered him to stand. He then pulled the weak Jane to his feet. Jane tried to lean against the wall but Red Just pulled him forwards.

"If he stands, you stand." He stated.

Red pulled out a long knife; it glistened in the dim light. Charlie began to panic as Red approached him. Jane watched in horror as Red went to strike then young man and in a moment of strength, threw himself in front of the mathematician. The knife plunged deep into his body.

"JANE," shouted Van Pelt as she watched the knife plunge towards Jane's heart.

Red let go of the knife in a moment of surprise and let Jane fall to the ground. Jane fell on his front, pushing the knife deeper. He rolled onto his back before the handle of the knife was up against him.

He coughed a gasped for breath as the darkness of death pulled at his mind.

"JANE, Jane no…" Van Pelt broke into tears as Jane went limp. But his eyes remained open. His pupils consuming the light blue that once resided there.

OMG I am soooo mean. Sorry this chapter took so long. I have recently moved in with my dad so its been kinda hectic. Anyway I will try to update soon.