Jane soon finds his hands handcuffed behind his back and feels the electricity shoot through him once more. Red John turns him back over and Jane looks on in horror as through his fog he see's Red John with a whip in his hand, he tries to move but the taser has left him helpless, there is nothing he can do to avoid the blows across his chest and face. He feels his strength returning and he tries desperately to turn on to his stomach, but the constant landing of the whip is leaving him disoriented, then the electricity jolts him again and he drags across the floor, his legs are shackled and Red John hauls him to his feet He grabs on to him hard to keep Jane standing and growls into his ear:

"Did you think I wouldn't find out? It was very clever Patrick but you will now pay the price and then your family. Come on we need to leave right now, I want to take you somewhere where I can take my time."

"I was hoping that it was one of your disciples that was the computer whiz."

"That mistake is going to cost you dearly."

Red John drags him out of the basement and shoves him into the vehicle, he attaches Jane's left hand to the door handle. Jane leans back against the seat, Red John looks at the damage the whip has done to his chest and face.

"Not a bad start."

"Got something Boss"

Van Pelt has been searching the records of the properties north of Tahoe.

"There is a property in the name of Robert Kingsman."

"The guy in prison for beating his wife into a coma, that Jane picked out at the beginning."

"That can't be a coincidence boss."

"No it isn't. Van Pelt get the address and let's move."

There is a tense silence in the car as they head toward Tahoe. Rigsby is driving as Lisbon fingers her cross, her lips moving noiselessly. Van Pelt is joining her in her silent prayers. Cho has brought out a book but is unable to concentrate and has not yet turned a page.

"We need to take a left turn somewhere a long here."

There is dense forest on both sides of the road and the turn offs are not easy to see."

Suddenly a screech of tires grabs their attention, in his rear view mirror Rigsby watches as the car that had passed him seconds earlier goes into a spin and then flips over and over, a tree abruptly brings it to a stop. He slams on the brakes. The agents pour out of the car. As the approach the vehicle the passenger door is open, the handcuffs immediately catch their attention as their eyes move up the arm a familiar head of blonde hair makes Lisbon gasp. They whip out their guns and approach cautiously, Both occupants are unconscious. Rigsby and VanPelt keep their guns trained on the driver as Lisbon unlocks the hand cuffs and with Cho's help Jane is out the car. They lay him gently on the ground and Lisbon falls to her knees and takes him into her arms, Cho feels for a pulse and nods to Lisbon, a small smile of relief on his face. He looks over to the car, Rigsby is backing out of the car after checking the drivers pulse and shakes his head. Van Pelt's voice can be heard directing the ambulance they already had dispatched to their location.

"Jane can you hear me."

Lisbon looks at her husband, his face is bleeding from various cuts and scratches and she notices streaks underneath the blood. He looks thin and pale. Hers eyes travel down his body and the same streaks on his face are on his body and she realizes that he has been whipped. His left arm is lying awkwardly, looking broken and possibly dislocated. Not surprising as the handcuffs would have restricted it's movement as the rest of Jane's body went with the force of the crash Lisbon moves back up to her husband's face, who is stubbornly not opening his eyes and she kisses him lightly on the lips, tears sting her eyes at the memories that follow the familiar sensations and then like sleeping beauty he begins to stir.

Jane is aware of tremendous pain and tries to go back into the fog but then he hears music

"Patrick, open your eyes, it's me Teresa."

At first he thinks he is dreaming but no dream has this much pain in it, so he uses all his will power to open his eyes. He blinks to try and clear his vision and sees Lisbon's face before him. A smile bursts across her face and he feels warmed by the sun. He decides to have a go at speaking.

"Hey"

and manages a weak smile himself.

A pain shoots through him and he groans

"Lie still the ambulance is on it's way"

"Mallory?"

"She's been doing okay and will be much better when I tell her the news that her Daddy is back.

"Red John"

"He's dead!"

He nods and finds he is exhausted.

"I love you"

then he succumbs to the darkness.

Lisbon is sitting in surprisingly comfortable chair for a hospital watching her husband breathe. She hasn't wanted to take her eyes off him for one moment. Cho had to help the paramedics prize her away to allow the doctors room to work on him. Luckily Red John's treatment of him hasn't been to bad. He is suffering some malnutrition, it would seem that Red John used hunger to help keep him subdued. He has bruises and cuts from the crash but no bones broken except for his arm. There were signs of old injuries that had healed and Lisbon remembered the state she had last seem him in. His most recent injury are the whiplash markings and there is evidence of the use of a taser. The doctors wanted to heavily sedate him for a couple of days so that he can regain some strength but they agreed to hold off until he had seen his daughter. Grace was picking her up from school. Her phone goes off and it is a text from Grace to say that they are on their way. Lisbon rises from her chair and moves so that she is next to her husbands head. She leans in and gives him a kiss. She can feel him smile beneath her.

"I can quickly get use to having your lips as my alarm clock."

"Mallory is on her way up"