A new kind of Terror

Jane POV:

As I read the last sentence of the note I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I scrolled down to Lisbon who was on speed dial, and pressed send. It was a matter of seconds when I heard Lisbon answer in a worried tone.

"What's going on Jane?" She asked right away.

"Well then I` m assuming that you know about Ava then." I let out a sigh.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about Jane, but you need to get here right now." She almost angrily said.

"Wait, so you don't know that Ava was kidnapped? Or about the head in the living room?" I asked puzzled, while wiping my hands off.

"No? I` m talking about the severed hand that was sent to the CBI along with Kristina. What were you saying about Ava? Jane this better not be one of your stupid attempts on trying to solve this case."

I wasn't really paying attention to anything after Kristina. Kristina was back? Which means Red John hadn't killed her? So why take her in the first place? I had so many questions to ask her, I needed to get back to the precinct right away.

"Jane? You still there?" I had forgotten I was still on the phone with Lisbon.

"Yeah, look Lisbon I` ll explain when I get there." I hung up the phone before she got a chance to say anything. I ran down the front steps and into my car, eager to get back to the precinct and find out exactly what was going on, and why Kristina was still alive.

Ava POV:

As soon as I felt the hand on my mouth I knew I was in trouble. I held on to my cell phone for dear life for fear that it would be my only chance of survival. My unknown attacker was pulling me away from humanity and survival. If this guy thought I would go without a fight then he was dead wrong. I bit down on his hand with as much force as I could put into it. He dropped his hand momentarily while letting out a cry of pain. I started to run towards the door, towards Jane. Right when I was going to scream out for help I was grabbed from my ankle and sent flying to the ground. I started to crawl towards the now lit house. My attacker grabbed my leg and started to pull me back towards him, not wanting to turn around, not wanting to see if Red John had finally come back to me I kicked him in the face. But this time he didn't let go, he only grabbed onto my foot harder and dragged me until I was in his arms again, and he was covering my mouth. I was going to fight again, but I felt a cold metal like thing on m throat. When I looked down I saw it was a knife and I stopped dead in my tracks. A quiet shh escaped the man's lips and I didn't say a word. He pushed me into a van that was parked on the other side of the street. Once he stepped into the driver's side of the van I could see that he was wearing a black mask. If I was going to try and get out of this now would be the time I thought. I mean I haven't seen his face right?

"Please, you don't have to do this, I don't know what he offered you but you don't have to do this! I` m a kid for Christ sakes!" I yelled at him but no answer. From the way he was acting and from the mask I knew it wasn't Red John himself. He didn't care about me seeing his face I had already a thousand times it seemed. I looked out of the window and realized we were moving. I watched as I saw the trees and branches moving as we did. I saw two teenage boys walking down the street behind us. I moved to the back window and started banging on it.

"Help! Please somebody help me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I banged on the glass one more time and felt a sharp pain in my wrist. I cried out in pain. Dammit! I must have hit it wrong! I held my wrist with my other hand and looked out the window but the boys were walking away, they hadn't heard me. I turned so I was leaning on the trunk door. I started to cry not because I knew I was in trouble but because of the awful pain in my wrist. I must have broken it or something. I heard another shh coming out of his lips and stopped right away.

"Just tell me why at least, or where you're taking me! Please you owe me that much!" I said as the van come to a fast stop sending me flying to the seats in front. I looked up only to see that he was walking towards the back door, and I picked myself up and leaned against the opposite door. He opened the door held out his hand to me.

"Are you crazy I` m not going anywhere with you!" I spat. He lifted his hand up only for him to lift his mask off. I just stared in shock, for the person standing in front of me wasn't a man at all but a woman. She had red curly hair, and she looked to be a mess. She must have been at least 40, 45 and she looked to be familiar, like I had seen her on TV maybe?

"If you think im going with you now you're crazy bitch!" I said as she moved closer.

"Look, don't make this hard on me ok? I didn't want to have to do this but…. But it was the only way." She said kind of looking sympathetic. I of course didn't believe one word of her bullshit.

"Your such a lying whore!" I screamed at her. I forgot how nasty I got when I was mad.

"Look, people are looking for me ok? I can't stay with him anymore! You're my only way out so don't ruin it! And Jane…" she said the last part quietly, almost so I didn't hear it. She knew Jane? But before I could ask her any more questions she was pulling me out of the van. I hit her in the face and it started to bleed.

"You shouldn't have done that." She said quit simply. She got in the van and before I knew it she hit me over the head with something heavy. I tried to get up but my body wasn't cooperating with me. I was getting really dizzy and before I knew it I was falling back into the darkness.

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