I'm so sorry for the long wait, I was busy and I totally forgot to update.
I hope I still have some readers.
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Sweety
Chapter 7
The car drove for several minutes, Jane and Lisbon stood still hand in hand, refusing to let go. Lisbon had an inkling of what was going on Travis head, she still remembered what he had shouted at the shooting, those words of intense hatred, she shivered just thinking about what would happen next. The man accused her of the death of his brother, one who had tried to help her and he just wanted revenge. For him, those responsible for the death were Van Pelt and her. The young woman turned her head to Jane whose eyes fixed their fingers still entwined. She tightened up and Jane finally lift up his gaze to her, brighty eyed but frightened at the same time..
Lisbon dropped the hand of Jane, although he tried to stop her, and looked up at his face. She stroked his cheek, surprising herself for this gesture so intimate and a little overseas. Although they kissed earlier, they shared something very intimate with just less than an hour earlier, she felt a little uncomfortable. But Jane needed it as much as he.
- "We'll get through Jane" she murmured.
- "And if that was not the case," he replied just as softly.
- "I refuse to let him take what I finally found" she whispered firmly. "I refuse to lose you."
- "Lisbon, why have they taken us?"
- "For vengeance."
In agreement with this word, Jane felt bad. This word was part of his daily life for so long, for so many years. But he never found himself on this side, but today was different, he had with him the most important person in his life and she might die. He did not come back on his decision to avenge the death of his family, but he would not let anyone take Lisbon from him, whatever the price. He would not let her die without fighting for her, even though he was not a brave man, even if it was always Lisbon fighting to protect him.
- "I will not let him hurt you Lisbon" he assured.
- "It is not me they were after Jane, but after you" she replied.
- "Why, I do not understand what I have to do with this?"
- "They think I'm responsible for the death of one of them."
- "Explain yourself, I still don't understand."
- "One of the hunters, the youngest, rebelled against others and helped us. Whoever was driving killed him and now he wants to avenge his death by taking something from me."
- "Oh!" was all he found to say.
Silence fell on the rear of the vehicle but again Jane took Lisbon's hand, as to comfort her, as if to say that everything would be okay. He wanted as much to reassure himself because he did not know at all how they could get out of this situation. He could see that Lisbon was worried about him, he could see in her eyes how much she was afraid, he was also not used to that. Lisbon was not afraid of anything, it was well known, and then see today. He never wanted to see it in her eyes, he never wanted to see anything but joy and happiness.
Finally the man stopped the truck, got out and walked around before coming to open the rear door. Jane did not even try to escape, the other man stood with his gun, it would have been too dangerous for him, and even more for Lisbon. He simply follow the instructions for the first time in his life. His hand had not left Lisbon's and he tightened even more in it. They all walked on a small muddy dirt road before ending up in front of a house. The mentalist knew that it was not from that house Lisbon had called a few days earlier, but a second home, a place to hide if they ever had problems.
Jane had failed to identify the route they had taken, the night was so dark, moonless, he had seen nothing. And anyway he had not really looked at the road, but Lisbon, the woman he loved with all his heart. He regretted not having spoken to her earlier, not telling her how important she was to him. He regretted having waited for this night, having had too afraid of what he felt for her. Now they had confessed, they might never be able to enjoy themselves and that is what scared him.
The men brought them into the hut and move to the bottom where they locked them up. Immediately, the young woman began to look in every corner if she could find a way out of here. Jane watched her for a moment, from a corner of the room from the next, passing her hands over the walls always with the hope of getting them out of here. After a few moments, Jane joined her, put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her against him.
- "Enough Lisbon, come sit down."
- "First I have to find a way out of here," she replied, disengaging his hands.
- "Teresa" he said dryly.
To hear Jane calling her by her first name stopped the woman in her research, by turning to face him. There was something in his eyes, a mixture of grief, anger, fear and love. She felt bad about the way she acted with him, having rejected him when he wanted to help. She felt ashamed, terribly ashamed of what she had just done.
Lisbon took a step forward, hesitated to approach the one who made her heart beat. She had been too hard on him. She felt a tear running down her cheek and she stopped halfway, dropping on the floor.
Jane immediately came to her, running his hands around her shoulders and pressed her hard against him. To see her cry like that made him so bad. By calling her he did not want to hurt her, he just wanted her to stop, to come to him. He needed her more than she could imagine and finding themselves in this situation made him so scared.
- "Teresa" he replied in a gentle voice.
- "I ... I'm sorry ... Patrick. I just wanted to get out of here."
- "I know, but I also know that it is useless to do so. I do not want the agent Lisbon with me tonight, I just want Teresa, the woman who taught me to live, to love again. This is the woman I want. "
- "But I must find a way out of here, I can not let them hurt you, I feel more of myself when you are alive."
- "I have no intention of dying immediately Teresa, but we need to rest in order to survive what awaits for us."
- "You're right."
The couple moved against the wall, Lisbon leaning back against Jane's chest, leaving him surround her. She laid her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Jane was not wrong and for once she wanted to admit. As they were falling asleep against each other, enjoying their first night together, Lisbon giggled.
- "What's so funny?" asked Jane.
- "Nothing, it's just ... I thought it was our first night together."
- "And that's what amuses you?"
- "Let's just say I didn't see it like this."
Jane smiled back before kissing the woman on the head and closed his eyes. He too could not imagine their first night like that, he could imagine it rather at home in her room, holding her against him to sleep. He was not really ready to go further with her, he did not know if he would one day. But Lisbon was special, this woman had always been there for him, doing everything in her power to help him. Then, it would take time, but it would work on him to deliver what she needed, a man who would take care of her and make her happy. Oh she did not really need to be take care of her, she was an independent woman, but it would be a joy to have a man in her life that could do anything other than kiss her.
- oooo -
Jo was pacing the room which served as a kitchen, living room and bedroom. He kept thinking about this woman, this brunette with green eyes so intense. He wanted revenge for the death of Eddie. But now he was not really sure he wanted to kill her, he rather wanted to have fun with her. Jo walked towards the back door as quietly as possible, so as not to wake Travis. He opened the door, again as quietly as he could, and his eyes became accustomed to the darkness. He found the woman lying at the bottom, next to the blond man, who was to be her boyfriend judging the hand that was on the hip of the woman. He saw her roll on the side, releasing the hand of man. This was his chance and he would take it, then he slowly approached her, leaned close to her ear and put his hand over her mouth so she does not scream. She suddenly opened her eyes, he pulled a knife from his pocket and placed it on her neck.
- "You say a word and he dies as well as you," he whispered.
Lisbon's eyes widen in horror at the mere idea that Jane could die because of her. Then she nodded silently and stood up to follow him. Before the door closes, she took one last look at her sleeping consultant and she prayed he gets to leave this place for himself, without nothing happens to him.
Jo made her get in the pickup truck, but he blindfolded her before and her hands were tied. She let him do what he wanted without a fight, she had to stay alive if she wanted to return to help the mentalist. He started the vehicle and drove rapidly away from the cabin, away from the man she loved. Nobody would notice their departure until the morning, which gave them enough time to go away.
- oooo -
Jane rolled onto his side, searching for Lisbon with his hand but he met up empty. He opened his eyes, sitting up quickly, in fear. He looked around the room but she was nowhere. But where could she be? He did not like it, he did not like it at all and he had a bad feeling, he felt that something had happened to Lisbon. He jumped up and banged on the door like crazy until it opens.
- "What?" Travis roared.
- "Where is she?" Jane got angry.
- "Who?"
- "Teresa, where is she?" Jane asked again.
- "Where do you want her to be? In the room with you."
- "No she is not there, then where is she?"
Travis seemed suddenly regain consciousness, the effects of alcohol dissipates faster than ever. He pushed Jane on the side, walked into the room and began searching Lisbon, but did not find her. He understood what was happening.
"The bastard!" He cried.
- "What? Who is ... oh no."
- "He always wanted a woman, a wife."
Jane dropped to the ground, still in shock of what Travis had just said. The man had taken Lisbon for her to be his wife and he did not even know where they were. But what he did not understand was why Lisbon had not defended herself, why she had let a man take her and do nothing. She was not like that, she never let anyone make her do what they wanted. Lisbon had always knew to be respected and he wanted to know why this time was different. He looked up at Travis brooding rage in pacing the room. He seemed really disappointed by the behavior of his accomplice, who intrigued Jane and decided to find out why.
- "Why does it bother you what he did?"
- "I wanted revenge to, avenge the death of my brother, but not that."
- "What will he do her? There is not ..."
- "I do not know, but we must find him before it is too late."
Travis turned to Jane who was still waiting when he could take the opportunity to leave.
- "Why are you still here you?"
- "You know him better than me and I want to find Teresa."
- "I do not know where he is, how do you want me to find them?"
- "You've spent your life with him, you know where he likes to go when he wants to be alone, you just have to go."
- "Yeah I know."
- "Then let's go."
- "Not now, it's too dark. Tomorrow we go, first hour in the morning."
- "But Teresa is alone with him."
- "And we will not see anything in the dark, it is better to wait until tomorrow."
Jane got up and returned to the room at the back of the house. He knew he would never find his way alone, or even Lisbon. He needed to wait for Travis, him alone knew where to find them. He sat at the back against the wall like he did with Teresa, except this time he was alone. He prayed for her and that nothing happens to her before he finds her. Jane knew that if he used his power to manipulate Travis, it would not be very difficult to find them. He ended up falling asleep again with the image of Teresa smiling in the head.
- oooo -
Jo drove like crazy on the little dirty road, paying no attention to what was happening in the back of the pick-up. Lisbon said that this was her chance, as long as Jo did not pay attention to her, it was time to flee. She walked toward the rear of the vehicle and jumped, rolling on the road until she ends against a tree a little too abruptly. She waited for Jo to be far enough to get up and eventually stand. She rubbed her face against the trunk of the tree to remove the blindfold. She then began to move in the dark, trying to avoid the holes in the ground and everything that could make her fall. She did not know where she was going, but as far away from Jo, the better.
TBC ...
