Lisbon's POV
I barely pulled out of the parking garage when Rigsby told me what happened. He could not be dead. I was so mean to him. I should have gotten him help when he started acting differently. He never yells at anyone. Pulling into the nearest spot I ran into the hospital. The elevator doors just closed so I ran up the stairs. Rigsby was sitting in the white plastic chair sobbing.
"Rigsby?" He looked up quickly wiping the tears off of his face.
"It is ok it is hard you do not need to hide your pain."
"I am so sorry Lisbon. You told me to watch him. I looked away for a second and he was gone." I pulled him into a hug a he cried on my shoulder for a few minutes.
"Did you tell the rest of the team?" Just then the elevator dinged and the rest of the team walked in.
"What happened?" Grace asked concerned.
"Jane killed himself." I told her.
"What? No he couldn't have he was so happy." I nodded slowly.
"How did he do it?" Cho looked at me. He had tears in his eyes.
"He overdosed on morphine."
Sorry for the short chapter. Is Jane really dead? That is the million dollar question.
