Rediscovering The Past.

Disclaimer:Still don't own the show.

A/N: Thanks to my friend Amber for all the hard work she put into fixing this chapter for me. Also thanks to my friends on twitter who always make me feel better about my stories when I ask them questions. Finally a big thank you to all those who have left reviews, added to favorites, and added to their alerts.

Van Pelt stood there in shock as her arms fell to her side at the sight of her father standing in the doorway.

"Sir, drop your weapon." Lisbon ordered.

"I can explain." Amos stated as he stepped forward.

"Drop your weapon!" Rigsby and Cho shouted in unison.

Jane moved out from behind Lisbon and walked towards Amos to study him further.

"Jane, what he hell are you doing?" Lisbon asked.

"Something is wrong." Jane replied as he approached Amos but Lisbon grabbed a hold of his jacket and pulled him back behind her.

"Stay there." Lisbon hissed without taking her eyes off Amos.

"Dad?" Van Pelt finally found her voice and holstered her weapon before walking over to him.

"Grace?" Amos asked as he looked at her.

"Dad, what are you doing with the knife?"

"Knife?"

"Sir, place the knife on the ground." Lisbon said softly but didn't move from her spot. Amos looked as if he was an animal trapped in a cage. Grace placed her hand gently on his arm and looked up at him. "Just put the knife down."

"What knife?"

"The one you are holding." Grace told her father.

"Honey, I'm holding the team roster in my hand."

"What?" Grace asked as she took a step away from her father. Lisbon nodded to Cho and Rigsby to put their guns away.

"Jane." Lisbon pleaded with Jane as she put her gun away. Jane understood and walked over to Amos and waved one of his hands in front of Amos eyes.

"It isn't possible." Jane mumbled to himself.

"Who could have done it?" Grace asked him.

"Anyone with the ability to." Jane stated as he took a step back from Amos. Suddenly the light beam from Lisbon's flashlight disappeared leaving them covered in darkness.

"Really Patrick?" A high pitch gravely voice made all them freeze. They all turned and looked toward the source of the voice but they could only make out two figures in the darkness.

Cho registered the voice first and pulled out his gun. "Are you sure you want to do that, agent?" the mystery voice asked.

"I'm sure." Cho stated. Rigsby and Grace also pulled out their weapons.

"Put your weapons away." Lisbon stated from the darkness.

"Boss?" Rigsby questioned.

"I would do as she says Wayne, or I cut her right now." Red John replied. The three of them still stood there with their guns drawn.

"You bastard." Jane hissed as he started to move towards Lisbon but Rigsby stopped in front of him.

"Place your guns on the floor and walk away from them or I will kill her." Red John ordered.

"How do we know you just won't kill her as soon as we do that?" Grace asked angrily.

"You don't"

"Bastard." Lisbon said under her breath and then felt Red John push the knife deeper against her back. A little more force and he would succeed in actually stabbing her.

"And there is the anger that I have become to love." Red John said gleefully into her ear.

Lisbon wanted to be sick as she stood there. Her weapon was still in its holster, if she could just move a little she would be able get it and shoot him dead. Within a second of her thought she felt the hand of Red John moving down her arm softly before he rested his hand on her hand.

"Hand it over." He stated as he wrapped his hand around the gun. Lisbon wasn't about to let go of the weapon and it seemed as if Red John had sensed this because the next thing she felt was the unmistakable feeling of metal cutting into her back. It was a small cut but still Lisbon winced and released the gun from her hand.

"Good girl." Red John whispered into her ear.

"Let her go." Jane stated as he pushed Rigsby away and took a step closer to the pair.

"Jane he has my gun." Lisbon told him. Jane stopped dead in his tracks.

"Now that's settled, I want the three of you to place your weapons on the floor and center around the door." Red John ordered.

The three of them slowly bent down and placed their weapons on the floor. Their eyes never moving from the pair that stood in the darkness.

"Now what?" Cho asked after the three of them were standing next to the door with Amos.

"You too Patrick." Red John replied.

"Let her go." Jane stated again but stayed where he was at.

"I don't think so."

"She has nothing to do with you!" Jane yelled.

"Are you sure about that?" Red John asked. "You have been chasing me for so long that you didn't even see that my reasons for continuing the game had changed."

"And what are those?" Jane hissed as he felt his anger starting to get out of control.

"I wanted you to suffer and become the man I thought you deserved to be after all the lies you told. And it worked, for a while, and I was happy to see you suffer. But then something changed. You started to be around people again and tried to redeem yourself. So I setup another plan and succeeded. Once again you fell into the darkness. But you came back to the light much faster. Feeling the need to prove my theory I hashed another plan and then I saw what I had thought might be happening." Red John explained.

"What theory is that?" Jane asked.

"That the famous Patrick Jane who was a shell of the man he once was had started to see the light, and it was all due to one person." Red John explained. Jane felt his throat constricting as his mind thought back to the exact moment in which he had shot Hardy in order to save Lisbon.

"Oh God." It was Lisbon who spoke first.

"Yes, my dear it was you who made him change."

"No she didn't." Jane said quickly.

"Really?" Red John asked amused. "Should we go back through your past. The moments in which you both feared for each other. The moments in which you two started to realize that you were becoming more than co-workers. Or the fleeting instances in which you two started to think just for a second that there might be something between you two."

"You have it all wrong." Lisbon stated firmly. Jane knew she was lying and he was sure that the team could see it too which meant that Red John also knew.

"Why don't we ask the lovely Grace over there." Red John suggested.

"What?" Grace asked confused.

"Ah, Grace the romantic at heart who sees things and then tells her mother without meaning to." Red John stated.

"What does my Mom have to do with this?' Grace asked.

"It is just another part of his plan Grace." Jane stated as he started to realize what the plan was.

"I see your talents are still working." Red John told Jane.

"All of this because of one thing?" Jane asked.

"Yes."

"Which is what?" Rigsby asked confused. He wasn't the only person but he had saved the rest of them from asking the question.

"I took the one thing he wanted and since then he has been trying to make me pay." Jane told them.

"And what was that one thing?" Red John asked.

"Your dream." Jane replied simply as the light from the table turned on giving the room light and for the first time bring the team and Red John face to face.

As their eyes adjusted to the light in the room each took the time to look at Red John. He was wearing dress slacks, a black hoodie, black gloves and a monstrous mask hiding his facial features.

"Still don't have the guts to reveal your true identity?" Jane asked as he looked at Red John.

"False face must hide what the false heart doth know." Red John replied.

"MacBeth," Jane replied calmly, "a fitting choice. A man with a thirst for power undone by his own ambition."

"I shall not fall to the same fate." Red John answered simply.

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because I have the choice in what will happen to me."

"And we don't?" Jane asked.

"You made your choice a long time ago. The rest of them follow your choice with little doubts."

"I'm not going to apologize for the past." Jane stated firmly. Lisbon gasped as she heard him.

"Really Patrick?" Red John asked unconvinced.

"I'm sorry for not listening to my wife all those times in which she pleaded that I quit the damn business. I will never forgive myself for the pain I brought them and their deaths. But I will never be sorry for falling in love with her when I knew damn well that you were also in love with her." Jane revealed.

A quietness raked over the room after he finished speaking. Years of searching for the man behind everything and he knew who it was. Everything finally made sense to him as he looked at the man in the mask.

"Life hasn't treated you well since we last saw each other." Jane stated with a slight smile.

"My life has turned out fine. I have helped those in need."

"In need?" Jane laughed.

"Yes. You were in need of a reality check so I brought you back as I did with all the others." Red John explained.

"Bosco didn't need a reality check you bastard." Lisbon hissed.

Red John laughed quietly into her ear before pushing the knife a little further in causing more pain but she refused to show him any discomfort. "Bosco and his team were an unavoidable cost when the case was turned over to them. Agent Minelli is the only person that can be blamed for their deaths."

"Go to hell you bastard." Lisbon stated as she felt tears start to sting her eyes.

"I hate to disappoint you my dear but there is no hell." Red John told her as he placed the gun inside his hoodie and then ran a finger across her cheek. "So much emotion for one person that you didn't fully love."

"Quit playing your games you coward." Jane said as he walked straight up to the pair. "Let us end this here and now."

"I would love that. However you have not suffered enough."

"Enough?! You killed the two people that I loved." Jane's voice was starting to crack as he spoke. "How much more suffering do you want me to do?"

"Tell me my name."

"What?"

"Boy wonder sees everything and knows all but can't remember someone's name." Red John said confidently.

"I know who you are." Jane replied.

"Then tell me."

"No."

"No?"

"I will not give you the satisfaction that you want."

"Then I shall kill the only other woman you have ever loved." Red John stated fiercely as he quickly shove the knife into Lisbon's back. Lisbon yelled as her knees buckled but Red John kept her standing up.

"Stop." Jane pleaded.

"Then tell me what I want." Red John waited a few seconds before he pulled out the knife and struck Lisbon again in a different spot. Lisbon closed her mouth to stop from screaming. Using what was left of her strength she looked Jane in the eyes and pleaded.

"I can't remember." Jane whispered as he looked at her.

"Care to repeat that Patrick?" Red John asked.

"I know who you are but I can't remember your name." Jane said deflated.

"Then we will wait here until you figure it out." Red John stated before he struck Lisbon in the back again with the knife. Pulling it out he pushed her towards Jane who caught her before she fell to the group. Jane placed her slowly on the floor with her head in his lap.

"Jane." Lisbon said before she closed her eyes.

"She needs a doctor." Jane yelled to Cho. Cho nodded and pulled out his phone.

"No phones mister Cho." Red John stated. Jane looked up and noticed a gun was pointed at him.

"You can't just let her die." Jane begged.

"You let Angela die." Red John replied. Jane looked down at Lisbon who's breathing was starting to become shallow.

"Jane, try and remember." Van Pelt begged.

"I can't."

To Be Continued...