Who I Am Hates Who I've Been
Chapter 8
Lisbon glanced at the man sitting next to her, they knew that soon he would be taken away to be killed by Red John and Lisbon wasn't even bothring to try and conceal her fear anymore.
He wasn't the man she had begun this journey with when they set out to find the cottage in the woods; no he definitely wasn't that man anymore. She had seen a caring side to him, a protective side, she had seen aspects of him that she didn't even know had existed before and he had told her that he cared about her, a lot and she cared about him too. Patrick Jane, the Patrick Jane she spent everyday telling off or rolling her eyes at wouldn't do that, but this man, this side of Patrick Jane had done just that.
Even in terms of the way he looked he was different. He was the scruffiest she had ever seen him, being locked in cells all over the desert didn't give you access to razors and the stubble on his face was becoming more prominent by the day. She knew he hated it because he had told her that it got on his nerves, but she thought it was kind of hot.
His hair, like hers, was messed up and a little greasy considering the heat of their previous prison meant that they had sweated a lot and this wasn't exactly a luxurious hotel, they never had access to a shower.
He must have felt her eyes on him because he turned to look at her, a little bemused at first as to why she was staring. He tried to hide the shocked look that passed over his face when she reached out her hand and ran it over his stubble.
He shivered, partly because he hated the feeling, but mainly because her touch did that to him. She gave him a small smile as she stared at his face, taking in every detail of it; she wanted to remember him as he was now, beautiful, smiling and alive.
He seemed to understand what she was doing because he never asked her why she was looking at him or why her hand was caressing his cheek. He let her be for a few minutes until the urge to kiss her overpowered him, leaning forwards he caught her lips in a gentle, but passionate kiss. It was slow, but desperate and she knew in that moment that he just as scared as she was.
When she pulled back from the kiss, breathing a little heavier than she would usually have done she rested her forehead against his and sighed, "I love you." So quietly that the wind would have carried the words away, if there had been any.
Despite this Jane had heard her and at first he was unsure about how to respond. He did love her, but he hadn't said it in so many words, when she had asked him earlier if he was in love with her and he had said yes, well that was all fine and well, but saying those 3 words to her scared him.
He was sure this was Lisbon testing him, to see if he really did love her or was just saying so because he thought that they would die. He could feel her intense gaze on him, he did love her of course, how could he not, he just had issues with saying it aloud.
He hadn't said the words 'I love you' to anyone seriously since his wife and daughter had been alive, but it felt right to say them to Lisbon, after all he did love her in the way he had loved his wife and daughter. Swallowing his pathetic fears he looked up into her eyes, the uncertainty in them only made him more determined, "I love you too." He told her with a small smile that really did reach his eyes.
The smile that spread across Lisbons face was possibly the biggest smile he had ever seen on her face and for a few moments it made him forget where he was and what was about to happen, he only saw her.
However reality set back in when the steel door slammed open revealing 'Bill' looking happier than ever, which could only be a bad sign.
"Red John can't wait to see you." He told Jane with a cold smile, the kind of smile that creeped them out, the kind that didn't reach his malicious eyes.
He stepped forward and put weights on both of their feet again, as he had done when he was moving them to the desert cell. He handcuffed Lisbon to the bed, her feet and her hands, just to make sure there was no possible way she could escape and help Jane.
After cuffing Janes hands together behind his back and putting a large steel weight on both of his legs 'Bill' pulled Jane off the bed, turning to grin at Lisbon, "Say goodbye to lover boy." He told her maliciously and Jane's heart broke at the unshed tears she was fighting back.
The weakness, as it did with any bully, only made 'Bill' be nastier to Lisbon, "He'll be dead when I come back for you, no one will be able to save you now." With a bitter, cold chuckle he grabbed Jane roughly and pushed him out of the room, when he reached the door and looked back it was to a sight that would forever haunt him; Lisbon, chained to the bed, watching in silence as he was taken away to his death. The look of fear on her face and the tears she was freely letting flow down her cheeks made his heart sink as the heavy steel door slammed shut, shielding her from his view for what he knew would be the last time.
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"Nothing!" Wayne Rigsby exclaimed as he slammed the receiver back down onto its base.
Cho watched him silently, looking disappointed. They had been trying to get a hold of Van Pelt for the last 2 hours, but they had nothing, she wasn't picking up her cell or the phone in her apartment and with Jane and Lisbon already missing they were more than a little bit worried.
"So we have no idea where Van Pelt is and we still have no leads to finding Jane and the boss." Rigsby told Cho, the annoyance in his voice covering the fear, the frustration clear.
"I think I might be able to help." A familiar voice said from the doorway of the bullpen. Rigsbys head snapped up and his eyes widened at who he saw standing there, "Lisbon?"
The woman with long dark brown, almost black hair and bright green eyes could only be Lisbon. She smiled, "In some respect, but I'm not the Lisbon you're looking for." It was only then that Rigsby noted that the woman had a British accent and therefore couldn't be their boss.
Rigsby had walked over to where she was standing, Cho following close behind him. With a smile she held out her hand, "Jessica Lisbon."
Rigsby took her hand and shook it, but the shock and confusion he was feeling must have been evident on his face.
"I know you're probably wondering how I'm alive, but that's a story for another day. I think I know where my sister and the man you're looking for are, but if I think correctly then you don't have much time." She told them as she stepped fully into the bullpen, she seemed to be just as anxious as they were.
"Why didn't you tell us this sooner then?" Rigsby asked in annoyance as he pulled on a bullet-proof vest and threw one to Cho who did the same.
Jessica replied, "I sent you an email with the co-ordinates of the place they should have been, but it didn't reach you in time and judging by the fact that this is now the 7th day I knew they would be in the final place. I would have informed you sooner, but they intercepted my last email and my plane from England only just arrived an hour ago."
Seemingly convinced with this answer Rigsby ran off to call back up and Cho asked, "Do you know the co-ordinates?"
Jessica nodded, pulling a slip of paper out of her pocket and handing it to him, "You should get a helicopter or a jet if you can, if you drive you won't make it in time."
Cho nodded, "Thank you Ma'am." He said before he hurried out of the bullpen to meet Rigsby and the back-up, hopefully they would still be able to make it to the co-ordinates in time.
As Jessica looked around the bullpen her eyes fell on the door to her sister's office, she smiled proudly as she looked at the thick black lettering, "Special Agent Teresa Lisbon." She muttered to herself, her sister had done well for herself.
"Agent Lisbon?" A voice asked ludicrously from along the corridor.
Jessica turned around with a smile, "We must look very alike." She commented lightly to the woman whose badge said she was called Madeline Hightower, "I'm Jessica, Teresa's sister."
Hightower's eyes widened, "But according to the case files you're-"
She nodded, "Dead, I know." Hightower frowned and Jessica continued, "I was very badly injured, but not dead. I guess even child rapists make mistakes." She commented a little bitterly.
"You're British?" Hightower asked, clearly having no idea what was happening.
Jessica nodded, "Well born in California of course, but after what happened I was taken away by the Government for safety, I was raised by an English family from the age of 7, they really are my family now, but when I heard the name Teresa Lisbon on the news and I knew I could help, I had to come here."
Hightower opened her mouth to speak, but at that point Rigsby, Cho and a team of Agents hurried into the corridor, "We know where they are." Rigsby said simply before hurrying up the stairwell to the roof with the team following.
A few moments later, still standing in the middle of the corridor in confusion Hightower heard a helicopter take off and hoped to God that they would find Jane and Lisbon alive.
Jessica sighed as she sat down on a chair outside of Lisbon's office, "And now we wait." She said, the anxiety evident in her voice.
Hightower nodded, sitting herself down next to the worried woman, "Now we wait." She agreed.
To Be Continued!
A/N- Will they get to Jane & Lisbon in time? ;D
In Chapter 9 I will introduce you to Red John, but I am afraid the identity of Red John will be kept a secret… until Chapter 10, I just love to drag things on hehe!
And you will hear me on Jessica's story in the later chapters!
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