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Chapter 9

The team walked into the crime scene (aka the CBI HQ) that was quickly getting cleaned up. The place smelled of disinfectant and they could see the shards of glass and droplets of blood inside the gaps of the wooden floor in the lobby. Only today had they realised what bad cleaners the CBI had.

Rigsby shivered as he looked at the stairs, right next to the elevator. The dark unwashable blood stains ran down the last three steps and it brought back bad memories. He fought hard not to let his eyes trail over to Grace but they betrayed him. Once he caught eye contact with her he could see how guilt ridden she felt. He quickly tore his eyes away from her saddened face and decided to look over at Cho, who probably wished he wasn`t here either. Nobody wanted to be here, but they had to. It meant they might actually have a chance at finding Red John, if this Johnny guy actually has something to say for himself.

Lisbon looked over at Grace when she knew she wasn`t looking. She was too engrossed on thinking if Rigsby would ever forgive her somehow, than seeing if anyone was actually watching her. Lisbon saw a thin layer of tears fill Grace`s eyes and a gulp tug at her throat, as she watched the man she loved ignore her for all she was worth. Grace bowed her head to her chest and let her long red hair cover the majority of her face, no doubt she felt like she needed to cry, hell she looked it. Endless nights of no sleep probably didn`t help either.

Grace raised her head again and wiped her eyes, instantly paling.

Cho caught Rigsby out and threw a packet of Wrigley's Extra chewing gum at his head and he totally snapped out of it, coming to his senses. He picked the chewing gums up and took one, then threw it back at Cho but was only about an inch away from hitting Lisbon on the head.

All five walked into the elevator and it closed shut with a thump and tiny particles of dust fell from the ceiling of the elevator on top of them which made them cough and splutter and made Cho reach for his inhaler.

Grace stood in the corner as did Cho, Rigsby stayed in the middle and Lisbon and Johnny were standing closer to the front as they watched the numbers move painfully slow.

Finally it had dinged open and their bullpen was revealed. Many of the Glass partitions had been shattered and mostly everything was on the floor. Thousands of dollars worth of damage, how the hell were they meant to get money to replace all this stuff?

Grace walked straight for her desk and sighed in relief when she found something that was quite obviously important to her and held it close to her chest and clamped in her clenched fist and then she kissed her fist. Defiantly was something very important.

Cho walked over next to his desk to see his books and Auto Trader magazines crumpled and damaged on the floor. His beloved book damaged by this psycho...maybe psycho wasn't the best word to use...

Rigsby stormed dramatically over to his desk, praying to God that the first drawer in his desk hadn`t been touched. When he wandered over he saw all of the drawers were pulled out and flung across the floor. The picture he was wishing hadn`t been touched had been messed with and destroyed. Two very special photo`s that were very close to his heart. The picture of him and Grace at a park with cherry blossoms blowing about the place behind them and the second, whoever done this was going to pay and pay hard. The picture of his little daughter who should be 11 now was drawn all over in sharpie with, the only copy he had of his precious daughter, the daughter that had been taken from him by her drug addict of a mother, when she was four.

Lisbon sighed. She didn`t have much she could lose in her office, a few pictures that could easily be replaced and the computer that didn`t officially belong to her but the CBI. She turned around to Johnny who frowned down at her. She reminded him so much of Shaggy from Scooby doo except for the hair colour and the fact he was better looking than the cartoon character.

"Johnny you say that you think you know who Red John is?" Lisbon asked and he nodded his head.

She led him into the interrogation room and let him sit for a few minutes and she walked outside, looking around to see her team...or what was left of it, still in the bullpen sitting at their desks. Rigsby had tears in his eyes and his Jaw was clenched he was just staring into space, Cho just sort of sat there and Grace sat resting her chin on her clenched fist that she still held something in.

"Cho I want you to question Johnny alright, because I`m not allowed to. If I`m in the room he might give us false information and we don`t need that right now. He knows or at least has a fair idea as to who Red John is, so we can`t screw things up.

Rigsby, you grab the video recorder and stay outside the two way mirror with me and Grace. We need to get as much information as we can out of him before Red John kills another innocent woman. I know your all upset and wishing you weren`t here but I need you guys to stay strong if not for me but for yourselves ok?"

Cho and Grace responded to her question but Rigsby still sat there, holding the picture of the daughter his team or Grace never knew he had and let the sweet memories flood his clouded mind.

"I don`t wanna do this anymore" Rigsby declared and stood up. Everyone looked at him, while Grace looked like she was going to get sick at any second, what was going on with her? Lisbon furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms over her chest and frowned as he walked past her, his elbow faintly hitting off her arm.

"Rigsby where do you think you're going?"

"I`m leaving. This job...I just can`t do it anymore" he stuttered, looking like he was having trouble finding the correct words to use to form an appropriate sentence that wouldn`t cost him his friends. Grace shot her eyes back up to Rigsby and watched as he made his way for the elevator. She couldn`t let him go, she just couldn't. Not her best friend.

She ran from her desk and caught up to him as he pressed the arrow button to the elevator and caught him by his arm and he turned seeing Grace Look up at him with pleading eyes. "Wayne please...please don`t leave me" she whispered her voice nearly in audible at this point. She still held onto his arm but he shook his head.

"Grace I can't this job...It`s killing me" he answered and a single salty tear rolled down her flushed cheek and he stopped himself from reaching out and wiping it away.

"It`s not your job...you`re leaving because of me right? You still can`t forgive me" she whimpered, she was on the border of crying now she couldn't stop herself. She loved him too much, more than anything in the world and she just couldn`t bare the thoughts if he left her now. It would destroy her.

"It`s not that" he answered and she sobbed. "I just need some space"

"That`s what they all say. They never come back to me...they just use me and leave me and move onto the next girl. What is so wrong with me, that you don`t want to love me back?"

Rigsby stood in silence for a few moments. She had a very valid point there, they all do that. Make a stupid excuse and leave. He wished he could go back to the past to where everything was good. Where everything wasn`t so screwed up because of him. He shouldn`t of let her leave to L.A. and he should`ve noticed something was up when she was going for a month.

"Your right and there`s nothing wrong with you. You're a beautiful, intelligent and sweet woman Grace but I don`t think I`m in the right state of mind to even consider being in a relationship right now. I`m sorry and I do love you" he smiled sadly as he stepped into the elevator and the doors shut.

She made a mad dash for the ladies room and ran for the toilet and removed the contents of her stomach right then and there. She ran her hand through her hair, tied it in a loose messy bun, flushed the toilet and sat on the tiled flooring leaning her back against the side of the small cubicle. She felt like hell. First her boyfriend practically dumps her and now she`s getting sick all of a sudden?

Her head was pounding and her throat felt red raw as she crawled out of the cubicle and managed onto her two feet with the help of the bathroom counters. She looked at the state of herself in the circular mirror. Her face was really ghostly pale while her eyes were red and fluttering from the lack of sleep. She ran her two hands through her hair this time and left them holding onto her head at the sides, her fingernails digging into her scalp.

She slid down against the counter and her head hung low and her body trembled viciously. She knew Wayne leaving would destroy her. She felt so weak so helpless, sure he was only gone for a few minutes but the past week of sleep deprivation was getting at her and she felt like she wanted to die. Why did he have to be so God damn easy to fall for?

She stood up shakily and held onto the counter for support and pulled her hair back down and tried to make it look halfway decent and left the ladies room and headed for the Interrogation room, the one place she didn`t want to be...

Chapter 9

Soooo... any good? I`m am really sorry, and I feel like I using this line quite alot now but I did actually intend on having the interrogation at the end of this chapter but my mind ran loose, it tends to do that alot!

Next chapter I promise...this time I mean it. I`m awful at keeping promises I`m sorry but the next is defiantly interrogation time!

Chat to you guys so ok,

Lynne xx