A/N: Shorter than my usual chapters, but enjoy and review!

Chapter 11:

The bright hallway of the hospital felt like it never ended. Grace walked quickly, passing as many rooms as possible. Her ballet flats made no noise against the smooth tiles that were plastered in the floor. She drummed her fingers slightly on the side of her legs, and kept her head down, out of sight to anyone who knew her. When she finally got to the waiting room she saw that the whole team was sitting in the chairs. They were each anticipating her arrival, wanting to continue the investigation.

"Well as you can guess Mr. Stewart did not make it." Grace said clearing her throat. It always pained her in some way when someone was killed, even someone she hadn't known.

"The autopsy report came back and said that he was poisoned with a leaf called Belladonna; also know as the deadly nightshade. The poison means "beautiful woman" and an extract from the plant were used as a beauty product during the renaissance. It dilated the pupils, and gave woman a wide-eyed appearance." Grace said reading off the paper that the doctor had handed to her only moments before.

"It could be the wife that used it. He did say she was a beauty, and she wasn't there at all. She could be running away." Cho said while still staring at his book.

"But what motive has she got?" Wayne asked.

"Cho call the police station and find out if Mr. Stewart had life insurance or any money that he was going to give over after his death, and try to find out who his wife is." Lisbon said as she motioned for everyone to stand and start walking out the building.

"Rigsby, what did Snow and Angel Eyes say in the interview."

"Well they tried to protest and say the drugs that we found in their pockets weren't theirs. But other than that they gave no useful information. You could tell they liked Stacey too much to hurt her. They also added that she'd been trying to get clean for a long time, but it was hard since she was surrounded by drugs on a regular basis. She said she was doing it for a friend she had treated badly long ago." Everyone fell silent and stared at Grace as they hurried out of the hospital. She ignored them and continued to walk, not letting herself feel bad for the problems Stacey put upon herself. Jane was the quietest of all. He hadn't said one word since they had been in the hospital. He kept looking away from the group, as if his mind was elsewhere. As they reached the car he let out a scream of joy and smiled so broadly, you could see every little line on his face.

"Why are you so happy Jane?" Lisbon asked pausing at the door.

"I figured it out." He said getting into the car.

"What did you figure out?" She asked putting the keys into the ignition.

"Why do you think Krazylocks was snooping around Mr. Stewart's house?"

"I don't know, I didn't figure it out yet." Lisbon whispered.

"Well did you see his ears? The top part was folded slightly, and what I noticed when I saw Stacey was that the top of her ear was also folded in the exact same way." He said his smiling growing bigger, if that was even possible.

"He's her biological father." Grace said her eyes opened wide and her mouth created the shape of an "O".

"Van Pelt call the lab and ask them to run a paternal test to see if he really is her father. But if he is, why would Krazylocks be snooping around his house, why not her?" Lisbon said.

"I though about that, and I figured she was scared to just come up to his house and tell him who she was. She probably forced Krazylocks to see what type of guy he is, and only then if he seemed like a reasonable person, she would introduce herself." Jane said.

"Seems logical enough." Lisbon said continuing to drive.

"Where are we headed anyway?" Jane asked peering outside the window looking puzzled.

"We're going back to the hotel." She said

A phone vibrated, and Grace opened hers to see her father on the caller ID. She chatted with him for a bit, frowning and flushing red through the whole conversation.

"Actually you're coming to my place." Grace said snapping the phone shut.

"Excuse me?" Lisbon asked shoting Grace a glare of pure hatred.

"Well my dad enjoyed Cho's comp- and yours of course, that he invited you guys to come for a proper dinner and meet the rest of my family." She said looking embarrassed.

"But I'd advise Jane not to come." She said glancing at him.

"Why not?" He said looking hurt.

"Well my cousin is going to be there, and she might kick your ass when she sees you?"

"Why would she do that, I don't even know her."

"She's heard about you."

"What has she heard?"

"Well let me put it this way, she's a physic."

"Oh."

"I'm still coming. I'm not going to let one person rule my life." He added.

"Your funeral." Grace said leaning her head on the window and closing her eyes. The whole day had made her more tired than she had in days. Everyone coming over for dinner would just make her more stressful and worn- out than she already was.