Rigsby's POV

Sitting in the little waiting room I could clearly see Lisbon and Jane's heated conversation. I never saw Jane yell or really even get angry. Lisbon was fuming she looked like she was ready to rip Jane's head off. Lisbon stormed out of the room.

"Rigsby watch him make sure he does not get up." She was like majorly pissed.

"Ok boss. What do I do if he moves?"

"Arrest him, shoot him. I do not care if you kill him." Lisbon walked over to the elevator and hit the down button. Looking back to the room I saw that Jane was not there. Oh fuck. Getting up I walked over to the nurse's desk.

"Did you see where he went?" I pointed at his room frantically.

"That way." She pointed towards the bathroom. I was slightly relieved. At least he was not doing anything wrong just going to the bathroom. I walked back to the chair and sat down. That was when it hit me. The rooms have bathrooms in them. I jumped up from the chair and ran into the men's bathroom. He was lying on the ground with a few needles around him.

"Oh my god. Jane what the hell were you thinking?" He closed his eyes slowly. I jumped up from my position beside him. Running out of the bathroom I started yelling.

"I need help. Please I need help." A few people just looked at me strangely.

"What the fuck. Why are you staring at me? Do your job and help me." One of the doctors walked up to me.

"What is wrong Sir?"

"My friend he…. Ummm... he tried to kill himself. He is in the bathroom." The doctor ran into the bathroom. I followed closely behind him. He kneeled down beside Jane and took his pulse.

"His pulse is faint and rapid. I am going to need a crash cart. NOW!" Oh god Lisbon is going to freak. Another doctor brought in the crash cart. They rolled Jane onto his back. The first doctor checked his pulse again.

"He is crashing! Get the paddles!" Fuck me seriously why does this happen now? The doctor handed him the paddles. I walked out of the room I could not stand it anymore.

Several minutes later the doctors came out shaking their heads. The first doctor walked up to me.

"I am sorry for your loss. There is nothing we could do."

"Thank you for trying." I turned around and walked back into the waiting room. Flopping down into the chair I pressed my palms against my throbbing head. The thought of telling the team scared the shit out of me. Sooner or later I would have to do it. Pulling out my phone I dialed Lisbon's number. I felt a tear run down my face.

"What did Jane do? I swear I will kill him."

"No need he did it himself." I started to sob.

"Oh my god are you serious?"

"I am sorry I should have watched him better. It is all my fault."

"Rigsby we all knew he was depressed. When Jane wants to do something there is no stopping him. I am sorry was no stopping him."

"Ya. I guess so."