A/N: None! Can you believe it?

Jane shuddered. He had a lot to deal with. Lisbon spoke up,

"We should probably go see Sophie and Rigsby." Hightower nodded.

"Go." So, off they went. When they reached the hospital, they found Rigsby right away. As the paramedics had thought, he was fine. Just a few scratches. Van Pelt was right next to him, her arms around him. Just then, her fiancé walked in.

"What's going on? Grace, we have reservations in a few hours!" Grace shrugged.

"Wayne was hurt. How did you find us if you didn't know that?" Craig suddenly stepped back a few steps. Jane frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Um… nothing…I…just…need to…go!" Grace shook her head.

"No, you need to tell me what's going on!" He closed his eyes, obviously trying to come up with an excuse.

"Craig, honey, we have to go! I have to be at the theater for practice in half an hour!" The thin, tall blonde walked in to the room.

"Oh, um, hi, everybody, I'm Monica. I'm Craig's girlfriend! And you are all…?" Grace's eyes narrowed. Tears filled them, but anger was bubbling out, not sadness.

"Well, I, for one was his fiancé!" Craig turned to her.

"Come on, Grace! Don't-" Grace was now right in his personal space.

"Craig O'Laughlin, if you ever come within three feet of me again, I will personally see to it that you are fired from the FBI and never get a job in law enforcement again. And I know people who can make that happen, if you like!" He backed out of the room quickly. Grace called,

"Stop!" He froze and looked at her hopefully.

"What." Her voice full of emotion, she answered,

"You forgot this!" She yanked the engagement ring off of her finger and hurled it at him. He ducked, so it sailed right into an extremely irked Monica.

"Craig? You were dating me while you were engaged? Oh, no! I am so through with you! I can't believe you would do that!" She stomped off. Craig stood there, confused. Grace took a step toward him.

"Get. Out." He didn't want to press his luck, so he hurried out of the room. Grace turned to Jane.

"This is all your fault! If you hadn't made fun of your wife on television, we wouldn't be in this mess!" As soon as the words left her mouth, she exclaimed,

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! I was mad at Craig, not you! I'm sorry! I-" Jane cut her off.

"It's ok. You were mad. I was close, I'm not your boss, I'm not a kid, and you're not in love with me." Grace sighed.

"I guess. But you still didn't deserve that." He shrugged. Laura frowned and turned her attention to Rigsby.

"Um, did my mom say anything to you?" He frowned.

"Like what?" Laura shrugged.

"Anything, really. She always says something or writes something, to her victim or to you guys, before she kills them, something important, either to her or to them. Once, she wrote on a victim's wall, 'He is mar'. It meant nothing to you guys, and nothing to Jared. But it meant everything to her. She was saying, 'He is married.' She meant you." She pointed at Jane.

"She was trying to tell agent Lisbon to leave you alone." Grace frowned.

"But he's not married. You said that she had Danny sign the paper so they weren't married." Laura shrugged.

"In her mind they were DINO." Everyone looked at her, their face full of confusion. Laura laughed and explained,

"Divorced In Name Only." Jane sighed. Rigsby, who had been thinking silently up until that point, spoke up,

"Well, she said, 'The first was a mistake, the second was too, but the third was on purpose: I did it all for you.' I don't know what that means, but…" Laura shrugged. Jane frowned for a moment, before his eyes widened in surprise.

"Laura." She looked at him in confusion. He asked,

"Do you remember 'The princess and the knights?'" She frowned for a moment, before nodding.

"Oh!" Jane frowned, before asking,

"What was that girl's name?" Laura started pacing.

"I-I don't remember!" Lisbon spoke up,

"Wait, will someone let me in on what's going on here?" Jane turned to her.

"Laura was in a school play when she was six. Her part was just a tree, although my eyes rarely left it. It was school wide, and an eight year old had the line 'The first was a mistake, the second was too, but the third was on purpose: I did it all for you.'" Lisbon gasped.

"So, that girl…"

"Is most likely the next target, yes." Laura sighed. Lisbon frowned.

"So, if you can't come up with the name…"

"We'll know soon enough." Laura finished. Jane sighed.

"Let's go see Sophie." So, they went to the nurses' desk, and walked into a room with a weak looking woman lying on the bed. She smiled. It didn't look much stronger than her.

"Patrick. She-she gave me this." She handed Jane an envelope. Grace, Lisbon, Laura, and Sophie listened as he read,

"Oh, darling Patrick, you are putting the pieces together. It's too late, you know. Your darling agent Teresa has left the building, and now she won't return. However, first I have a bit of past to get rid of: The father she never had, the young girl who's life you saved at all cost, the murderer you let walk, and the granddaughter who isn't one. All my love, Angela. P.S. The child you heard of from Wayne, her fate is already sealed. Don't bother trying to save her. It will only get you killed."

A/N: So, can you figure out who all of the targets are?