Sorry it took so long. I've been busy and when I'm not, I read other FF instead. Sorry, sorry sorry! But here, this one is a little longer!
Unfortunately, there's not going to be a new episode next week. Stupid pilgrims...
Thanks to : In The Name, Jisbon4ever, Vanilla339, lysjelonken, and MJ2387 for reviewing :) Really appreciate it.
Disclaimer-No, I don't own. Yes, it's on my Christmas list.
The second Virgil Minelli walked in his office the next morning, Jane appeared at his doorway. Minelli turned around and sighed. Jane just kept waiting, not saying a word.
"Honestly, I'm not entirely sure what this whole thing even means. He said he doesn't have her, and if he's telling the truth and not just spewing a bunch of crap."
"He's telling the truth." Jane interrupted quickly. "He has to be, because if he's not-"
"She could be anywhere." Minelli finished for him. "Lisbon's very private-you know that. The only place that I can think of is visiting the family of a victim."
"Nothing else? No place that she hated going, something she complained about?" As he asked, Jane racked his head for ideas.
Minelli gave a deep sigh as he sank into his chair, thinking hard. His face lit up with slight hope. "Well, I doubt this is it, but she hated having to visit jail. She never said anything, but you could tell she disliked it. But if she was in there, we would have known."
Jane shook his head in agreement. "No. She would have called or something. We found her car at a blood bank…" he trailed off, thinking hard.
Minelli looked up again, catching Jane's attention. "I didn't think about it, cause it's hardly unusual, but what about the hospital? No one in law enforcement enjoys going there, but she hates it about as much as you do. I don't know about any childhood fears or anything."
Jane stood up and nodded. "Yes… maybe… That might be it!"
"Just make sure you find her. If you can't find her soon, I'm going to have to give it to Missing Persons. They know what they're doing. Find her quick, and there won't be a problem. The media has somehow gotten a whiff of this. They're going to have a field day with this. Damn vultures… Just make sure she's there!" Jane gave him a quick smile and headed to the bullpen.
After the rest of the team arrived, Jane ran the idea by them. They just sat still for a few minutes, thinking.
"But if she was at a hospital, wouldn't she have called us? Or at least it would be in her file?" asked Rigsby.
"Not if she was unconscious and unidentified." Cho told the team emotionless. "Minelli emailed me saying he was going to have Missing Persons start checking morgues. She may be dead."
Van Pelt gasped. "Don't say that! Lisbon's alive and fighting, I know it!"
Cho shrugged. He didn't care about false hope. "Check the hospitals"
Van Pelt got to work. She started looking for unidentified patients at hospitals near by.
"Eureka," she smiled, getting one hit. They were lucky; it was only a half hours drive away. Unfortunately, the file didn't have a description of the Jane Doe, but it was all they had to go on.
Cho walked up to the front desk and flashed his badge. "Ma'am, we're with the CBI. We're looking for a woman and we have reason to believe she is the unidentified patient here. What room is she in?"
The woman looked a little nervous, being questioned by Cho. "Umm, just- just a sec." She typed on her keyboard. "Uhh, yea, it says here she's in room 315. It's on the west wing." She pointed in that direction. Jane took off, with Van Pelt shortly behind.
The receptionist looked back at Cho. "Is there- is she one of your suspects?"
"No ma'am. She's not a threat. Just missing." Cho nodded at Rigsby and they headed out.
Jane ran partway to the room, but after almost running into two wheelchairs and hitting someone around the corner, he figured it would be safer to walk. Quickly. He rounded the corner and saw the room. His vision narrowed until all he could see was the door. Room 315. He looked inside, and froze.
It wasn't her. It was a blonde. Jane turned around towards Van Pelt, who just turned the corner. She stopped dead when she saw his face.
"Jane?"
He just shook his head. Van Pelt's face was full of confusion. She walked past him to look in the door and her shoulders slumped. When Cho and Rigsby arrived a minute later, she was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, looking down. Jane was standing towards the wall with his head resting against it. They didn't have to look in the room to know.
"Now what?" Van Pelt asked. Nobody answered. Rigsby stood still a moment, then took Lisbon's picture out of his pocket and started asking people if they saw her. Van Pelt and Cho looked at each other, shrugged, and did the same. Jane decided, after a minute, that he needed tea.
After getting his tea, he walked through the halls, casually looking in doors. He didn't really expect to see her, but he might glimpse something interesting. He wandered up and down the hallways before he saw something that almost made his heart stop-long dark hair. Jane walked slowly into the room before he realized it wasn't Lisbon. His shoulders sagged and he turned to leave the room.
He was in another wing when it happened again. He didn't want to be disappointed again so he turned and walked away. But the little voice in his head kept nagging at him. What if it is her? What if is and you didn't know because you're too afraid to be a little disappointed? You're pathetic.
Jane sighed and told the voice to shut up. He turned and went back into that room. She was facing away from the door so he had to walk around the bed to see her face. He froze, and immediately thanked that stupid voice. It was her.
Her face was bruised and she had a bandage around her head. There was an IV drip in her arm. Her wrist had a cast around it and she was very pale.
"Oh, Lisbon. What happened to you?" Jane asked softly. Lisbon was sleeping, so she obviously didn't answer. Jane took out his cell phone a called Cho, who arrived minutes later, followed by Van Pelt and Rigsby.
Van Pelt and Rigsby held hands, Jane watched Lisbon sleep, and Cho talked to a doctor.
Cho brought them up to date on Lisbon. "They're keeping her in an induced coma for now. She was unconscious when she was brought in. Her head was bleeding and her wrist was broken. The doctor said she lost a lot of blood. They're going to bring her out of the coma in a few days."
"One thing I don't get," said Van Pelt. "Why didn't we know she was here?"
"She was registered under a different name. And she was never conscious, so the staff couldn't confirm it."
"What name?" asked Rigsby.
Cho looked at Jane. "Scarlet Johnson."
DunDunDuuun!
I'll try to update faster. No promises though :)
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