Hey, yeah finally another chapter. Sorry started this ages ago but never had the will or bother to finish it until now. Hope you enjoy it. Reviews are much loved. And a special thank you to Jisbon4ever and Celtic-Dreamscape-94 being the only two people to review my last chapter.

Chapter 7

"Jane, will you please tell me your plan," Lisbon asked for the 10th time that journey.

"Nope," Jane announced boyishly, "that would be telling."

"Exactly! I want you to tell me!" Lisbon faced forward rigidly at the road, she kept her hands on the wheel to prevent herself from hitting something.

"Secret" Jane tapped hi nose and turned away, looking out of the window and watched the world flash by.

They drove the rest of the way in silence. Jane happily smiling to himself, secretly panning his plot in his head. Lisbon focusing on driving while her mind tried to work out what Jane was up to. Van Pelt, Rigsby and Cho followed in the next car.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the Travis' place. The outside was still meticulously neat and untouched. But they all knew that inside would be a different story. They met the chief at the front door, to get the first impressions from him.

"I warn you," the Chief said opening the door for them, "its not quite like any of the other Red John murders I've hear about."

"Oh, how so?" Jane asked interestedly.

"Well take a look for yourself, their in there." The Chief pointed into the lounge of the Travis' house and moved to let the CBI team through.

"Rigsby, take the Chief's statement please." Lisbon ordered over her shoulder as she stared at the scene before her.

"Yes boss," Rigsby didn't bother to try and argue with her, this was a stressful time for all of them, and he knew the job needed to be done as quickly, accurately and efficiently as possible.

Jane stared at the living room in front of him. It was plainly furnished, with a few choice paintings and sculptures. A vase of flowers sat on the coffee table, still fresh and blooming, there were also a couple of photos on the mantle piece, Jane would check these out later. The typical Red John smiley was drawn on the wall facing the door, smiling down on the bodies on Sandra and her husband, quite clearly dead. But the police chief was right, this wasn't normal Red John style, yet defiantly his work. Instead of being totally slashed up, the bodies only had one slash each, clean and right through the throat, clearly done from behind them. It was almost as if Red John had taken pity on having to kill these particular people. Now he knew what the situation with bodies was Jane started his usual poke around the room for any other evidence. That's when he noticed a missing photo from the mantle piece. He ran his hand through the space it had once occupied. Thinking carefully, Red John had obviously wanted this a memento of this murder or maybe a reminder of the people he had killed, either way he had it, Jane just knew.

"What's that matter Jane," Lisbon asked looking over at him from across the room.

"There was a photo frame here, but its gone. Red John has taken it, I think to remind him of these people. This defiantly means that they meant something special to him."

"It's a shame that we'll never know what the photo was of thought." Lisbon said disappointedly.

"Yeah," Jane said, turning to her, but suddenly a sudden thought flashed across his brain. "I don't know about you Lisbon, but I always got negatives of photos, in case I lost them or wanted more copies."

"So all we need to do is find the negatives!" Lisbon said excitedly.

"Indeed my dear. Quick then! Tally-ho!" Jane pointed out of the room, and shoot off. Lisbon would never get tired of his amusing boyish antics.

They both riffled trough draws and cupboards looking for negatives. When Lisbon suddenly cried out.

"I've got it!"

"Really?" Jane shouted from another room.

"No Jane, I've found the door to Narnia, of course I've found the negative."

Jane came running from another room and practically screeched to a halt just behind Lisbon and leaned over her shoulder looking at the negative as Teresa held it up to the window.

"Well technically it could be any of these, but I thought this was the most promising, but I'll get them all processed so we can have a look at all the possibilities back at the CBI."

"Good going Lisbon. Although I am quite disappointed in you." Jane said.

"Why?" Lisbon asked, wondering what she had done.

Jane leaned closer to her ear, and spoke very quietly, "You lied to me about finding Narnia."

Lisbon's mind was spinning he was standing close, a lot closer than normal, being all seductive and flirty, and yet somehow he managed to work in the whole aspect of finding the door to a magical kingdom without even make her laugh at his childishness of believing in Narnia. But then a shout from Cho suddenly stopped her mind and brought it back to earth with a crash.

"Lisbon, Jane, your gunna want to take a look at this!"