Chapter 3

Lisbon sat in her office, elbows on her desk and face in her hands.

It was only nine in the morning and she hadn't slept in two days, not since the accident, her mind not allowing her time to relax enough for sleep to take hold.

Not bothering to look up at the sound of a light knock on the door, Lisbon sighed, irritation lacing her voice, "what?"

"Hey boss."

Lifting her head from her hands, Lisbon stared at the Asian agent standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable as always.

"Cho, what are you doing here? You've been given time off, you should be at home resting... Go."

"So have you, but you're still here," the agent stated, "besides, Rigsby and Van Pelt are waiting for us in the bullpen."

"What?" Lisbon straightened in her seat, "What for? The search warrant shouldn't be in until this afternoon."

"Dunno, Van Pelt called us, told us to get here ASAP, said it was important."

Getting to her feet with a sigh, Lisbon followed Cho out of her office and across the small lobby over to the bullpen where Rigsby and Van Pelt sat at the small table, Rigsby looking half asleep with a cup of coffee in hand.

"What's going on? I ordered all of you to take time off... Especially you," Lisbon fixed the red head with an intense stare.

Grace fidgeted slightly, but spoke anyways, her voice staying steady, "I know, but for one, I can't be home with everything that's happened," she paused then, sucking in a breath before continuing, "and more importantly two... This was dropped off outside my door this morning."

She held up a white envelope between two fingers, "CBI" written across the front in green ink.

"Did you open it?" Lisbon walked over, taking the letter from the younger woman and studying it before slowly starting to open it.

"Yeah, I did, and..." Grace trailed off, staring at the floor.

"And?"

"it's about Jane," the red haired agent looked up then, mouth set in a firm line.

"What?" Lisbon quickly opened the envelope and pulled out the neatly folded letter which had been typed on a computer, though they had typed it out in a green that almost matched the pen ink on the envelope, reading the first few words before sitting down at the table and reading out loud.

"Dear friends of Patrick,

I can't say that I really know who any of you are, but I found his ID in his pocket and looked you guys up on the computer. Patrick is currently in the hands of the best doctor I know and if you choose to get one of the search warrants you're wasting your time as he's no longer in the woods.

When I found him he was conscience though suffering from a major concussion. He's sustained numerous broken ribs resulting in a punctured lung, as well as a branch to his side, just below the left of his rib cage."

Lisbon paused, taking a breath, aware that all eyes were on her and not sure if she even wanted to read the rest, but she forced herself to continue.

"Besides that he suffered a severely broken leg, and..." Lisbon suddenly cut herself off abruptly, voice cracking as she set the letter down, biting her lip.

"And what?" questioned Rigsby, looking at the brunette with his eyebrows raised before reaching over to pick up the piece of paper off the table, eyes scanning the letter to find where his boss left off, sucking in a breath of his own, he finished the rest of the letter.

"and possibly a severe back injury." Wayne paused, wetting his lips and glancing from Cho to Van Pelt before continuing, "I won't know more until he wakes up, and the doctor is able to make a better assessment. I'll keep you posted on his progress, but please know he's in safe hands. I'm sorry I can't tell you where he is, but when he wakes up, I'll see if he gives me permission to take his picture as proof that what I've told you is the truth.

Until I write again,

KCD."

"How can they not tell us where Jane is?" Grace finally questioned after Rigsby had finished and put the letter on the table.

"Well it has to be a hospital doesn't it?" Rigsby piped in, "I mean, if he's that... injured... then they would have had to take him to one, wouldn't they?"

"Wayne, Grace, Check every hospital, every place that does surgery, within a hundred miles of where Jane fell," Lisbon stood, the rest of the team quick to follow, "if he's at any of them, I want him found. I also wanna know who this 'KCD' person is, for all we know they could be working for Red John and I don't wanna take any chances."

"We're on it, c'mon Grace," Rigsby nodded, and he and Grace almost scrambling to reply to the order as Lisbon turned her attention to the stoic agent by the table.

"Cho, you're with me. The moment that warrant comes in, I want it in my hands, a search party formed and we're heading out to the damn hermits property to comb every single inch of it. If there's even a trace of Jane there, I want it found."

Cho just nodded.

"You got it, boss."

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YAY! Update (:

I know it's not a super long one :/ but I must say, I'm pretty proud of it as I've been suffering from serious writers block due to pre-graduation paranoia. xD

Review people! Honestly it doesn't have to be super long, just an "epic chapter" would be nice lol.

Hope you enjoyed! :D

I don't wanna live,
I don't wanna breathe,
'less I feel you next to me,
you take the pain I feel...
~ Skillet