Chapter 8 - Famous Castle, Infamous Jane

How dare Castle sit on Patrick Jane's couch! Jane gritted his teeth and marched to Lisbon's office, storming in and frightening Beckett. A growl escaped his lips and Lisbon looked at him questioningly.

"Lisbon," He whined.

"What Jane?"

"He's on my couch." He sounded like a three year old. Lisbon expected him to stomp his foot and pout.

"Who is?"

"Castle."

"He's fine, you have a couch that's just fine in here." Lisbon said, motioning to her red one.

"But that's your couch. My couch is comfy. And my Elvis spot." He whined.

"Too bad. Sit in here." Lisbon said, leaving no room for arguments. Beckett watched with amusement as Jane sulked over to the couch and stared up at the ceiling. Jane closed his eyes and listened to Lisbon's soft voice and Beckett's silky one.

The two bosses had thought Jane had fallen asleep and both jumped when suddenly he voiced his opinion.

"That's not going to work." He opened his eyes and saw both women looking at him. "Red John wants us to know he tricked us. He's not going to hide Alexis away somewhere we can't even think of. He's going to hid her someplace like..." Jane froze, "Like the hotel." He whispered. It took a moment for his words to sink into the women. Lisbon stood up and walked into the bull pen, Jane following her closely and Beckett followed Jane.

"Cho, Rigsby, take Ryan and Esposito and meet us at the hotel. Castle, Jane, come with me and Beckett. Van Pelt, you stay back. See if you can get us a warrant to see who stayed at the hotels and if we can search the rooms. We'll call you if we find anything." Lisbon began to march away toward the elevator.

"Martha, you stay here with Van Pelt." Beckett added and followed Lisbon away. Lisbon was already in the driver seat when Jane tried to get in the passenger seat. When he opened the door, though, Lisbon shook her head at him.

"Pack seat, Jane. Beckett needs to ride up front." Jane looked at her speechless. First they take his couch. Now they take his designated car seat. What else are they going to take away that's rightfully his, Jane wondered, his left shoe possibly? Jane reluctantly got out and moved to the back seat with Castle, whose eyes were just as blood-shot as his.

Arriving at the hotel, Lisbon saw Cho and Rigsby get out of the front of the car and Esposito and Ryan get out of the back. Rolling her eyes at the fact that her team couldn't share, Lisbon got out.

"Rigsby, take Ryan and re-search Castle's room. Cho, Esposito, lock down the building. We'll wait on Van Pelt for the warrant, and then you can start searching rooms. Make sure no one leaves the building." Rigsby and Ryan moved toward the elevator and Cho and Esposito nodded and went to the reception desk. Lisbon turned and faced Beckett.

"I'm sorry," Lisbon said as it dawned on her what she did. "I didn't even think. I shouldn't have bossed them around. I didn't even tell you what was going on."

"I trust you're judgment. It's okay; they were already told you were going to be boss." Beckett smiled. Lisbon looked around for Jane. When she didn't see him or Castle, she groaned.

"Please tell me Castle is responsible." Lisbon begged.

"Not under normal circumstances; and probably not now. Why?"

"Jane tends to do things illegally." Lisbon spun around again, looking for his blond curls amongst the crowds of people in the lobby. A tall man caught her eye. His back right pocket bulged in an odd fashion, but she didn't see his familiar figure. "If I were Jane where would I be?" Lisbon wondered aloud to herself.

"He said Red John would want us to know he tricked us." Beckett said, trying to help Lisbon.

"Red John wants us to know he tricked us. He's not going to hide Alexis away somewhere we can't even think of." Lisbon quoted. Then Beckett and Lisbon looked at each other and in unison said, "The twelfth floor." And rushed off to the elevators.

Mean while, Jane and Castle were already on the twelfth floor. Jane paced up and down the hall, trying to decide which room he needed to break into and Castle stood silently by the wall.

Castle cleared his throat, "Mr. Jane?" Jane froze.

"It's just 'Jane'." Jane said.

"I'm sorry." Castle said softly. "I didn't know you were still attached to your family. Which was so stupid of me and now my stupidity has taken my daughter away from me." Castle's voice broke, catching Jane's attention.

"We'll get your daughter back." Jane said forcefully. "I promise we'll get her back." Promising Castle his daughter back was almost like promising him the moon where Red John was concerned. Castle nodded, willing himself to believe in Jane. Suddenly Jane knelt down and pulled out a hotel card and swiped it.

"How did you get that?" Castle asked in awe.

"I've got my secrets." Jane said with a smile and pushed open the door, revealing a big red smiley face staring down at the two men...

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Red John slowly slit his victim open. They didn't even know it was coming. He felt ecstatic as he saw the fire slowly dimming in the victim's eyes. He slowly pulled on his kitchen glove and dipped his right hand in the rich red blood. His heart pounded as he finished the smiley face, letting the world, and most importantly Jane – Red John always knew Jane would be there – that he enjoyed doing what he was doing. After perfecting the smile, he slipped off his glove; put it in his back right pocket, and he quietly slipped out of the room. He waited impatiently for the elevator and smiled delightedly at who was inside once it came. Why the famous Richard Castle and the infamous Patrick Jane…

So, do you like?? I hope I got RJ's P.O.V. good, and all the other characters. Not sure if I got Lisbon down but, its as close as I could get. Don't forget to review!