AN: This is the final chapter. Hope you all enjoy it.
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You know she's devastaded. In less than a week her team was gone.
You know she's scared.
You're terrified.
Teresa turned to you after Cho's service, her eyes brimming with tears.
The look on her face...
One hug...
One kiss...
One touch...
It all led to a night seeking comfort in each other's arms, in each other's bodies.
You can't sleep. Your eyes are closed but your mind is filled with thoughts of what you did.
You can't do it.
You have no strenght to do it.
After many hours spent thinking about her, your family and Red John, you open your eyes to see her by your side.
You're in her appartment, in her bedroom, in her bed.
Crumpled sheets covering your naked and entangled bodies...
Your arms are around her, shielding her from the demons that the night could bring.
Suddenly you realize that you're the demon, the terrifying monster, the unleashed beast... The man that would take her life.
This was the first and it would be the last night you would spend with her. At least you would have the memories of her scent, of her precious body in your mind and in your heart, ready to hunt you as soon as you drew the smiley face on the wall.
Disentangling yourself from her, you rise from the bed, already missing her touch, and you reach for your jeans, searching for the knife in your pocket before turning around and staring at her.
Heartbroken, you straddle her and she opens her tired eyes in time to see the knife plunging in her immaculate skin, drawing an agonizing cry from her lips. The blood smears the sheets and you cry your apologies.
You close her lifeless eyes, sobbing, and the phone rings.
"Nice job Patrick. For a moment I thought you would back out from our plan, but, yet again, you've managed to surprised me."
"My work is done. Now where are they?"
"Don't worry Patrick, they're alright now."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Well, you see Patrick, as you were hesitating about killing your beloved Teresa, I've decided to make your wife and child my wives."
Your world falls appart.
"No..."
"I'll see you around Patrick Jane."
"What do we have here?"
"Female, mid-thirties, multiple stab wounds..."
"Red John?"
"I'm affraid so ma'am."
"That's all?"
"No ma'am. Male, late-thirties, gunshot wound to the head. We found him laying on the woman's bed, holding the knife and the gun. Looks like Red John commited suicide."
"May I see the bodies?"
"Of course ma'am. Follow me."
A gasp fell from her lips as she saw the bodies.
"Are you sure the man is Red John?"
"Yes ma'am. The knife, the stab wounds, the cutting style, and even the painted toenails in the woman's blood. Of course, there's also the smiley faces on the wall. It most certainly is Red John."
"I see."
"Do you know them, ma'am?"
"Senior Agent Teresa Lisbon and Consultant Patrick Jane. They were part of the SCU in the bureau. All of the members were killed by Red John. At least now I know who Red John really was."
"I'm sorry ma'am, but you are?"
"Madeleine Hightower, Director of the CBI."