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Big Mouth

It had been 5 days since Lisbon had arrested Mr. Gert for killing his wife.

Patrick was convinced that it was him. Unfortunately for them, he got out.

The judge had ruled him innocent. But Jane knew better.

Now the Jane's are at home in their bedroom, thinking of evidence that would link him to the crime.

Alex was faking sleep in her room and actually reading her new Penguin book.

Little did they know that Mr. Gert was downstairs plotting their "accidental" death.


Alex listened closely as she turned off her flashlight and closed her book pulling the sheets off her head.

There was a creaking noise downstairs and she didn't know what it was.

Quietly, she pulled off the covers and tip-toed over to her door and gently opened it.

Looking around in the hall she saw her parents door was closed.

She tip-toed out into the hall and quietly down the stairs.

At the bottom stair she stopped and listened as she looked down at her blue and green checkered pajamas.

The creaking continued, until she heard a door open and close then a cough.

Her eyes widened and she sprinted up the stairs.

"Mommy! Daddy! There's some one down the stairs! I can hear him!"

Jane chuckled.

"There's no-one down-"

He was cut off when they heard a faint sneeze.

"On second thought."

Lisbon shot out of the bed.

"Hun you stay here. Patrick come on."

She said as she swiftly walked to the door, while grabbing her gun.

Patrick followed her out the door.

"Stay at the top of the steps." She whispered to him.

She ran down the stairs holding her gun in front of her.


She turned the corner to walk into the hall.

She stopped and listened.

She heard footsteps come from the kitchen.

She ran down the hall and stopped at the doorway leading into the kitchen.

There was a clunk.

She spun around to face into the kitchen with her gun pointing forward.

"HANDS UP!"


"HANDS UP!" patrick heard Teresa say.

BANG!

He heard a large bang and then a woman shriek.

He ran down the stairs and into the kitchen from where he heard it from.

Teresa was on the floor holding her arm in her hand.

She was alone.

Her gun had been kicked across the floor.

"He- He... He's going upstairs!" She spit out.

Patrick's eyes widened.

"Alex" Teresa whispered.


"Hello?" Mr. Gret said, opening all the doors on the second level.

Alex heard him stop at her parent's door.

He had probably heard her heavy breathing.

Why must I breath so loud? She thought to her-self.

She heard him chuckle.

"Hello!" He said as her opened the door.

He gave her a toothy grin.

He was a very tall man, Maybe, 6-8?

He was built, like her, but much more and anyways, he was much much older.

I might look like that when I'm older. She thought. Naaaaaaaaaaaa.

He had a big mustache.

And he must have not shaved because he had a thick stubble on his chin surrounding his mouth.

He's not THAT big threat. Well... Except for that gun.


He laughed when he saw the girl. No older than six, probably a innocent angel.

"Your parent's are gunna' take away my life! They are going to take away MY life from ME! So I'm going to take away YOUR life from THEM!"

The little girl's face twisted up real weird.


Alex didn't even need a moment to know what she was going to do.

He was probably thinking she was a innocent clean mouth little girl.

Well he was wrong!

The thought of it made her angry.

"HOLY SHIT!" Alex said.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! DAMMIT!"

Alex asked Using expletives.

She had wanted to use the "F" word but her parent's would probably ground her.

The man's jaw dropped to the ground, and so did his gun.

Alex dived for the gun, grabbed it and pointed it at him.

"Move it..." She moved her head closer to him, widened her eyes and pursed her lips. "Bud!" She said the lowest she could, which was not very low.


Patrick sighed as he heard steps coming from down the stairs.

"Dad! Mom! Got him! Move it!"

"She'll make a grate cop!" He reassured Teresa.

"Here you go." Alex handed the gun to her father.

"Thank you."

"Now sweetheart, You're pushing your language buttons." Lisbon warned.

Alex shrugged.

Teresa pulled out her phone a dialed the CBI head quarters.


"How did you do it?" Van Pelt asked Alex.

Alex opened her mouth to reply when Mr. Gret walked by in hand cuffs.

"That kid is crazy!!!!! She ought to be in jail to! She took my life away!" He siad as the cops dragged him to the van.

Van Pelt raised her eyebrow's a opened her mouth.

"Ha-hummm..." Alex started to mumble. "Lets just say I have a big mouth."

Patrick walked up a snorted.

"You got that right!"


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