Authors notes: this is from Lisbons point of view!
Disclaimer: no way
She wasn't surprised when she saw Red John back with another torture device to use on her. This time he had two thugs behind him. One put down a chair. They came over to her. Lisbon succeeded in getting a punch off on the one sending his backwards. He grabbed his nose as it started to burst with blood. The other man grabbed her wrist after missing her attempt to punch him. She started to kick. She got off a few blows on the man but not hard enough to get him to release her. The man she had earlier punched had recovered and was mad. He walked up to her and slapped her hard across the face. He leave a red hand mark that started to turn a slightly blue. She kicked higher and hit him between his legs. The man dropped to his knees and she kicked again this time hitting his chin. His head was thrown back and on the ground he made a puddle of blood from his mouth. The man restraining her loosened his grip slightly and she elbowed him in the gut. She felt a large hand on her ankle that pulled her down. He pulled her over his shoulder and carried her protesting body over to roughly sit her on the chair. The man she had elbowed began to tie her arms and legs to the chair. They finished and left
"Your quiet the show, " Red John commented brushing her hair out of her eyes. She flinch back and spat at him. He wiped his face and laughed. He started to stick little circle attach to wires that doctor use to her arms, chest, and legs.
He backed up and grabbed a button. He hit the button and she felt a small shock go through her body.
"Each time they will hit longer and stronger. Pray for your baby."
The next time wasn't so bad. She was afraid of how high it would get.
It stung a little more but wasn't to much to make her yell.
She yelped a bit. It burned at the wires.
That one was hard. She was out of breathe and was sweating.
Her nose started to feel wet and she looked down at her shirt it had drops of blood on it.
She screamed. It felt like it was burning her blood that it was going to boil.
Her ribs started to ach. Was it going to get to her baby?
That was the worst she felt it in her toes. Baby?
Her head hurt. It hurt her to think. To breathe.
Lisbon's body began to shake with the strength of the volt.
Please. Be. Done.
He kept going. Eventually she began to feel numb when he shocked her. She couldn't feel her body anymore but she could. When the electrocution stopped for a short break her bones and muscles ached.
Finally it stopped after having one blow go on for five minutes.
He went over to her and raised her lifeless head. He freed her from her bounds. Picked her unmoving body up and dropped it on the floor.
Lisbon woke up in a dried blood and throw up. She must have threw up when she was sleeping. She didn't even care. She felt so weak. She could barley roll onto her back. She felt her stomach. It growled. It was empty and she didn't drink anything for at least a day or more. She didn't eat for the same amount of time. Her shorts were slightly sticky. She must of wet herself to. The stench she imaged must have been awful but her nose was full of dried blood. Her body was salty from the sweat. Teresa had to force her eyes open after many small attempts. They were crusty from whatever had gotten on them. Sweat, blood, vomit, urine. She didn't know and wouldn't know. There was no mirror.
This reminded her of when she was a kid and she would wake up like this after a heavy beating.
The muscles and joints refused to move so all she could do is lay there. Her fingers trace up and down her stomach. Her ribs were starting to point out as well as her hip bones.
She needed to get up. Her body fought against her. Wanting to stay on the ground. Not to suffer anymore hurt. She groaned as her arms lifted her petite body up. Stand made everything in her body burn. Moving was worst, much worst. The muscles ached and she could only move them very small amounts. She was barley able to shuffle on the floor. She took a step and collapsed in pain. When she hit the ground her bones felt like all o them had snapped. Lisbon's stomach lurched at the hit and she threw up again. This time it was more watery and there was some blood. She was able not to collapse in the vomit but instead beside it.
Lisbon shut her eyes and just let the darkness take her. She didn't want to feel anymore.
When she woke up he was sitting in a chair starring at her. She didn't move. She couldn't. Her body was completely out of all its strength.
That made him angry. That there was no fear in her eyes. Red John rose from his chair. They way he picked her up was by clenching her hair and pulling her up.
Before she could process what he was going to do she was dipped into water. Teresa knew not to inhale. Just hold her breath as long as she possibly could.
Teresa wasn't in the water extremely long. The moment she got out of the water she inhaled the fresh air outside of the tub.
He had her by the back of her shirt and her hair. He was holding her out in front of him. The shirt she was wearing was stretch so far down that she could feel her breathe come off the water and back into her face.
Lisbon was sucking in as much air as she could before he plunged her into the tub again. She was just about to let go off the breathe before he pulled her back out. Lisbon took her breathes quickly so she could. Soon she was inhaling the water in the tub. Everything was blurring. Her limps didn't move anymore. She could feel the edge of death near her. Everything flashed before her.
She could see the first time she worked as a cop, her first catch, when she had became team leader, when she got Cho and Rigsby and Van Pelt on her team, when she meet Jane, When Jane first hugged her, when he lost his memory and hit on her the whole time, the moment she knew she was in love with him, when he kissed her; tender lips that moved against hers and made everything else feel like it slips through her fingers, when her held her, when they first made love, the romantic gestures, long showers together, nice meals, god company, there playful banter, the way he cared about her and put her first. Everything about the two of them made what she thought her last few seconds happy ones.
She woke up, coughing up water. Her clothes were sticking to her body. She didn't know how long she had been out. She saw the water tub. She knew she needed water so she crawled over to the tub and lifted herself up to the ledge. Lisbon tilted her head down and began to gulp. When she was done her stomach felt full. It hurt. She didn't want to throw it up. She knew she needed it but it hurt so much. She put one hand lightly on her stomach and that did it. Lisbon flipped to her knees and began to throw up again. This process kept repeating until she could finally hold down some water. Teresa took small sips every once in a while.
She heard clapping come from across the room. It was Red John.
"You really are hard to kill,"
He walked calmly across the room. Red John grabbed her by the neck and threw her across the room. Her back hit hard against the wall. When she hit the ground he grabbed her neck again and choked her against the wall. She was able to bring her hands to try and unstrangle herself. He punched her. She could taste the blood in her mouth and feel it run down her cheek. The blows to her head kept happening but she could her the distinctive sound of a gun shot. She couldn't turn her head to see who it was.
Soon she could feel her body being held higher on a lap. Arms clinging to Teresa's waist and shoulder. She saw Jane's face lean over. She reached out and caressed his cheek. Her hearing was muffled but she was able to heard him tell her to fight. She finally felt calm she was able to whisper 'I love you' before she shut her eyes and let the pain go.
Authors note: Cliffhanger
