Hello guys! Sorry for the late update I spent the last few days making YouTube videos lol two of course being Jisbon! Lol I just came back from marching in the st. Patricks day parade=]I`m criminal minds deprived for another two weeks...you see this is one of the reasons I hate football, they always put the leagues on the days when the good shows are on...at least I have glee to look forward to on TV=]

Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed the last chapter I`m so glad you guys are liking this! I`m on chapter 12 (writing it up) and I know you guys probably hate getting such small chapters but from chapter 9 and up they are longer I promise :)

Disclaimer: No I don`t own the mentalist, oh if only I did...

"Grace?" Lisbon asked, as the car came to an abrupt halt and Graces breathing became irregular. She put her hand on her arm and Grace flinched away leaving Lisbon to snap back her hand and look at Grace, feeling hurt.

"Teresa, I`m so sorry. You won`t get to see me again, If you do I`ll be in jail so I`m telling you now. My dad is Red John. He made me watch him murder my mom, made me watch as he pierced her skin with his knife and pull it out as her blood dripped to the floor. He freaking made me kill a cat! How sick and twisted is that?!" she asked in disgust and Lisbon watched as the tears fell silently down her cheeks, her sniffle loudly and lean her head against the headrest. She began to choke over her tears and Lisbon patted her on the back gently. Grace didn`t deserve this, hell she wouldn`t of even thought of the fact red john was her dad but why had she hidden it? Why hadn't she told the cop's years ago instead of let all these innocent people die?

"It`s ok grace, I had this coming he kills Bosco and he had me marked down on his list of people to die next. I don`t want you to go down for assisting your dad in my murder, Bosco`s, Vanessa and lily Jane and the rest of the victims. I want you to know I`m not going to blame you, just don`t hide this forever"

"Thank you boss" she sobbed as she opened the door and looked up at the stars glistening along the black blanket of darkness and then helped her boss out. They walked over to the door of a large red brick house with what looked like roses and Ivy running up the walls and Grace opened the door.

"Dad?" she called out, her voice echoing off the walls and they both heard shoes being dragged along the floor followed by a smash of glass, smithereens coming out to meet them. A dark haired man holding a knife entered the hall/living room and smiled, fiendishly delighted that he had `lured` Lisbon back to his home. He smirked at his daughter, who closed the door behind her and stepped forward meeting her father's stare and stood awkwardly.

"Good job Grace, I`m impressed. So you`ve finally come to your senses and know that I don`t give empty threats?" He asked, scratching his brow and grace shrugged. "I guess"

Lisbon looked at the man. His red hair stood messily on his head, he looked good for his age and he wouldn`t have looked like a murderer if he hadn`t been gripping onto the knife. This defiantly wasn`t how she imagined Red John; She had expected someone who was spoke nervously yet physically and mentally he was a controlling and powerful man. He ordered them to walk before him and they did so, wary of the knife he still pointed at them. Grace pulled open the basic white door to reveal a flight of concrete steps. Lisbon`s green eyes widened and met Grace`s scared ones and just when she was about to say something, she felt two strong hands push her forward watching Grace tumble forward followed by Lisbon.

She could feel each step like the sharp knife the sheriff had stabbed her with and prayed for this to be all over and done with. She saw concrete and her whole world just blacked out.

Thanks for reading, reviews are appreciated, talk to you guys soon, lynne xx