Before Mae could say anything, she heard him walking around the room, and only one thought was going through her head: oh no. Red John stopped at the shelves.
"What is this ugly white rag; is it supposed to be a cross between a dog and a bear?" Red John asked.
"No, it's a wolf," Mae answered, her voice was muffled since she was under the covers.
"It's ugly," said Red John.
"No it's not, it's just loved, unlike you, you've never been loved, and you're so ugly, I bet that's why you hide under your hood," Mae replied.
She heard Red John stop walking.
"What did you just say to me?" he questioned.
"You heard me," Mae responded.
"You did not just say that to me," Red John said.
"I think I just did," Mae replied.
She felt Red John sit down on the bed, and she let out a little whimper.
"Ah, are you scared?" he inquired.
Mae didn't say anything.
"But truly did you just say that?"
"Yes, yes I did," Mae responded.
Red John leaned in close. "Did you now? But I can punish you later since we have to leave, you're coming with me."
"No I'm not, I'm staying right here," Mae said.
"No you're not, give me one good reason why you should stay," Red John replied.
"Because I'm too sick to get out of bed," Mae responded.
Red John leaned in close again. "Daddy will carry his baby girl."
"That won't..." Mae was cut off by the sound of sirens.
Red John jumped up, threw back the covers and pulled out his gun. "You..."
"Don't do it," Mae said.
"Give me one good reason not to," Red John replied.
"If you kill me, you will make two very important people angry, and trust me, been there, done that, and I don't want to do it again," Mae responded.
"Oh, and who might these people be?" Red John asked.
"Two people quite close to a Mr. Patrick Jane," Mae answered.
"I'll deal with Mr. Jane later, but do you really think that your aunt and her boyfriend scare me?" Red John said.
"Fine, then consider this, the longer you stay, the chances of you being caught increases greatly," Mae replied.
"I'll be back, you haven't seen the last of me," Red John responded as he ran out of the room.
When Mae was sure he was gone she got up, walked over to her shelves, picked up Snowy, climbed back into bed, and clutched Snowy to her chest. A few moments later she heard several cars pull into the driveway, and soon thereafter, she heard people running through the house yelling: "clear." Mae recognized the voices, it was Grace's CBI team.
"Mae!" Grace exclaimed as she ran towards Mae's room
"In my room!" Mae hollered back.
"Mae," Grace said as she sat on the bed and pulled back the covers.
Mae sat up, flung her arms around Grace and started to cry into her shoulder.
"What happened?" Grace asked.
"It was horrible," Mae cried.
"Did he hurt you?" Grace questioned.
"No," Mae sobbed.
Mae suddenly felt Lisbon, Rigsby, Cho and Jane staring at her. It was kind of embarrassing since she was still holding Snowy.
"All of you leave," said Grace.
Mae heard the team shuffle out of the room.
"All right, they're gone. Now, what happened?"
"He came in here," Mae replied.
"Did he touch you, did he hurt you?" Grace inquired.
"No," Mae responded.
"Then what?" Grace pried.
"We got to talking and I was cut off by the sound of sirens, and then he pulled out his gun," Mae said.
"What?" Grace exclaimed.
"But I convinced him not to kill me, and as he was leaving he said: 'I'll be back, you haven't seen the last of me'," Mae replied.
"All right, do you want to go back to sleep?" Grace responded.
Mae nodded.
"Well, I don't know what we're going to do about your door, but I'll make sure no one comes in here and disturbs you."
Good, Mae thought, because all she wanted to do was sleep, she especially didn't want him bothering her. Grace caught Mae's look.
"If Jane even thinks about taking one step near your room, I will hit him upside the head with a lamp."
Mae cracked a small smile, popped two Tylenol into her mouth, and then went to sleep. As she drifted off she wondered how soon would Red John's last words become his actions.
About a week later Mae felt much better. The first person she called after she was cleared was Steven.
"Hey," Steven said.
"Hi, guess what?" Mae replied.
"What?" Steven asked.
"I'm all better," Mae answered.
"That's great," Steven responded.
"I know, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired," Mae said.
"I bet, now, I have something I want to ask you," Steven replied.
