Patrick Jane had lied. He didn't want to lie to Lisbon but it was necessary for him to get his daughter back and get his revenge. Red John had said no CBI and Jane knew he meant it. The beginning wasn't Mayfield Woods; it was his old home where this story had begun. As he walked down the busy street he hailed a car and it stopped for him. Jane quickly told him the address and then they began to drive off. As the car went to his daughter Jane gazed out the window wondering how his life had come to this. He wanted his wife back desperately but he knew it was his fault that she had died. He realised how much of an idiot he was and wished that he could turn back time and do everything differently. Jane's guilt filled him up until he reached his old house. He hadn't been here in years and he missed it.
"Thanks" Jane said and he handed the driver some money. Jane stared at the large house and he began to make his way slowly up the walkway.
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Forty minutes before Jane had arrived Lucy had been made to sit in the room where her mother was murdered. The smiley face was still on the wall and Red John smiled as he saw it, it was nice to know it was still here. It added to the effect. Lucy had sat on something sharp and she lifted up and felt a piece of glass. She quickly picked it up with her hands which were tied behind her back and she began to hastily attempt to cut the rope. Red John had un gagged the girl, he wanted to hear her scream in pain when he killed her in front of her father.
"Looks like your father is here Lucy" Red John smiled at her and she looked into the long corridor so she could see him come up the stairs. Lucy was sat underneath the smiley face and she began to cut through the ropes quicker. Red John stood to the side of the girl; he wanted to see Jane's face when he saw the sight before him. Eventually, Lucy felt the rope break and she rubbed her free hands but kept them behind her back so that he didn't find out. Lucy watched the hallway in anticipation, and then she heard the stairs squeak
"Dad...don't come in!" she yelled. Red John turned to her and smacked her across the face. The sound echoed off the walls and Jane flinched at the sound before he came into sight.
"Mr. Jane" Red John greeted but Patrick just stared at his daughter.
"No CBI, I trust" Red John said and Patrick shook his head.
"I sent them to Mayfield Forest" Jane told him and Red John smirked.
"Ah...the beginning of my career but not the right place. Clever indeed Mr. Jane" Red John congratulated and Patrick shrugged.
"Now...onto the finale" Red John said and he turned and picked Lucy up by her hair. Lucy screamed in pain at the feeling of her hair being tugged from the roots. Patrick began to run towards the room but he stopped when he saw Red John hold the knife to Lucy's throat. Lucy knew she had to act now or she would die. Lucy quickly sliced Red John's leg open with the glass she had used to cut the ropes. Red John yelled out in pain and dropped the knife as he grabbed onto his leg. Lucy turned quickly and kicked him in the crotch and she saw him fall to the floor in pain. She quickly ran towards the room and to her father who grabbed her hand and began to shut the door on Red John. He locked the door and then Lucy began to run towards the stairs, dragging her dad with her. Once the two of them were outside Lucy kept running but her father's hand didn't go any further. Patrick was stood staring at the house. Red John was in there. He was all his.
"Dad" Lucy yelled at him and he snapped out of his trance. Lucy looked into his eyes and she shook her head.
"No! You're not going back in there!" she yelled at him and he walked towards her but she backed away.
"He killed Louise! Your mother! My wife!" Jane yelled at her but she knew full well what he had done.
"I know but Mum's dead! You can't change that!" Lucy shouted and he shook his head.
"I want to watch him die! I want him to hurt!" Patrick roared and he pointed at the house.
"And you think I don't? But you won't achieve anything! What if he kills you?" Lucy asked him and he shook his head.
"I don't care!" Jane snapped and Lucy felt grubby tears fall down her face.
"Well I care! You're all I have left dad! Please don't..." she begged him and she felt a lump in her throat. Patrick looked at his daughter and then back towards the house.
"I..." Patrick began but Lucy cut him off:
"I've watched you risk your life with the CBI and I didn't stop it! But now I have to! If you go in there and come back out then it will be in cuffs! Whatever happens in there you're useless to me! Please dad...just don't...please" Lucy begged him and Patrick ran a hand through his blonde hair. He took one final glance at the house and then began to walk back to his daughter. Lucy sighed in relief and he grabbed her hand and began to run down the road. After ten minutes they neared the main road and Jane saw Lisbon in the car driving towards them.
"What the hell..." she whispered in disbelief at the sight of them. Jane stood still and Lucy fell into her father's arms. Patrick wrapped a hand around her waist and then under her knees picking her up before making his way towards an angry Lisbon.
"I knew you were lying!" she roared at him "you wouldn't go for lunch at a time like this!"
"He's in the house." Jane said ignoring her rants and opening the back door. He gently placed Lucy onto the seat and then shut the door. Lucy could hear her father and Lisbon yelling at each other outside and Lucy herself began to cry but she didn't know why. She had been saved and yet she was upset.
"Jane...you didn't?" Lisbon asked him and he slammed a fist against the car.
"No! I didn't" he yelled and went into the back seat to sit next to Lucy. Lisbon stayed outside and began to dial numbers on her cell for Van Pelt, Rigsby and Cho to come to the house. When Jane got into the car he sighed and looked out the window. Lucy gazed at her dad and then he turned around to see her crying.
"Are you hurt?" he asked her and moved closer, lifting his hand and checking her face.
"No" she sniffed "you hate me now...don't you?"
Jane threw his arms around his daughter and his eyes turned into disgust. He hadn't even checked that his daughter wasn't hurt; his need for revenge had consumed him.
"I love you Lucy...I will never hate you." Jane told her and she smiled faintly. That was all she had wanted to hear from him.
"I just didn't want you to go back in there and risk your life...I couldn't live without you" Lucy told her dad and he began to cry.
"The rest of the team are going back to your house. We're going up to the hospital" Lisbon said and Jane nodded in agreement but Lucy shook her head.
"I don't want to go to the hospital...I'm fine honestly" Lucy said as Jane put his arm around her shoulders.
"We have to be sure" Patrick told her and she sighed in defeat. Patrick kissed the top of her head and she leaned onto his shoulder and closed her eyes. She was really tired.