Disclaimer: I have a black cat named Dodger. I do not own the Mentalist.

So sorry i havent updated. I have been so busy. But i will try to do better.

From the last chapter:

[T: Lisbon; F: Jane] U sure u wanna do this over the phone?

[T: Jane; F: Lisbon] Better B txt, even if ur ass is on fire.

[T: Lisbon; F: Cho] 3 month pizza, Rigsby;s area for 2 months. C'mon, Boss!

[T: Lisbon; F: Jane] Here it goes… I fell in love. I am sorry for these idiotic shenanigans. I am in love with you, Teresa Lisbon!

[T: C, J; F: Lisbon] I don't care!

[T: Lisbon; F: Jane] Please tell me you're joking.

[T: Lisbon; F: Kirkland(K)] Hey sexy momma… wanna go out again?

[T: J, K; F: Lisbon] Leave me alone! I HATE YOU!

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

And now…

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Lisbon sends the message in a huff, then double-checks it. Just as she reads exactly who she sent the note to, she hears a sudden crash. It is followed by a booming thunk and another collision. She scampers up the stairs, apprehending at once where Jane had been. He runs down the stairs without so much as a glance before shoving Lisbon into the wall and dashing into the open parking lot. Her head hits the wall with a pressuring thud. Tears stream down his face as he nearly yanks his driver's door off the hinges. He snatches the wedding band from his ring finger and slams it on his dash. He reaches over and cuts his brake line. Panting with confusion and anguish, Jane breaks into Lisbon's car and speeds off in a hurry.

Lisbon makes it to the lot just as he pulls away. She groans then hops into his Citroen. Using a helpful skill, she hotwires Jane's car and rams into the road after him. After driving around for a few minutes without any luck, Lisbon slows down a bit and pulls out her cell phone.

12m [T: C,R,G; F: Lisbon] Dammit! 911!

12:05a [T: Lisbon; F: Cho] What

[T: Lisbon; F: Grace] R U OK, Boss?

[T: C,G,R; F: Lisbon] I txtd wrong msg to Jane!

[T: Lisbon; F: Grace] Might not be as bad as u think.

[T: Lisbon; F: Cho] Did u insult him again?

[T: Cho; F: Lisbon] I did worse than insult. Sed IDC, sed I Hate You. Meant to send that last one to Kirkland and that 1st one to u about stakeout and punishment. Help me, Cho.

[T: Lisbon; F: Cho] He confessed 2 u. His feelings. & u blew him off.

[T: G, R; F: Cho] Jane's n Boss' car. BOLO.

[T: Lisbon; F: Rigsby] Teresa? This is Sarah. I am sobering Wayne up as I drive. I am almost at the office. Are we not meeting you there?

[T: Rigsby; F: Lisbon] TY, Sarah but im on the road. We r looking 4 Jane but he is in my car. This is NOT a good tym. Text me if u c him.

[T: Lisbon; F: Rigsby] Will do.

The team drives around for nearly an hour. Lisbon is bawling and pulls her phone out again. She is frantic.

12:50a [T: Jane; F: Lisbon] Jane! Please! Don't do anything u will regret! Please! That text wasn't meant 4 u! Im sorry! Please just at least text back!

1a [T: C,G,R; F: Lisbon] Out of comfort zone… Driving to Malibu.

[T: Lisbon; F: C,G,R] Right behind you!

Lisbon sighs and continues to drive. It is pitch black night air and no sign of her car or Jane. She is about to give up for the night when her phone chimes.

2:15a [T: Lisbon; F: Unknown(E)] Stop following me, Teresa.

[T: Grace; F: E] I give up. Next time I talk with u it'll be thru Yolanda.

[T: E; F: Lisbon] Jane, please listen to me!

[T: E; F: Grace] Jane? Is that you? Where r u?

[T: G,R,C,L; F: Unknown] I am possessive over the ones I love. I love Teresa Lisbon and if I cant have her no one can.

Grace gasps at the message but continues driving. Rigsby has finally sobers up and glances out the window as Sarah reads the message aloud.

"Hey!" he exclaims, pointing out the side window.

Sarah looks out, finding a California Bureau of Investigation SUV speedily swerving down the lane across from them. The lights are on, but without the siren. She wheezes and takes out Rigsby's cell phone immediately.

[T: G,C,L; F: Rigsby] This Sarah. Think c Jane. Down Hwy 92, mark 15. By the lil brik church.

Cho reads both messages and gulps. He changes direction in the middle of the road and speeds away. Lisbon is still disturbed by the first message and begins to pant reading the second. She hits her brakes for the first time in hours. She does not stop. Instead, the car's battery gives out, next to the little abandoned church. She takes out her phone.

3a [T: E; F: L] I know its u Jane. I didn't mean it, im just stressed.

[T: L; F: E] I can c u.

[T: E; F: L] Y cut my brakes?

[T: L; F: E] Theyr my brakes. Cut urs 2, tho.

[T: E; F: L] Wait.

[T: L; F: E] 2 late. Ur the reason I stayed at CBI. Im worth nuthn. So our final moment. Any last words? I love you, Teresa Lisbon.

[T: E; F: L] I love you, Patrick Jane.

Just as she presses 'send' a completely dark SUV rams into Lisbon's passenger door. With no brakes, the two vehicles slam and skid across the road. The front ends connect and twist. The windshields shatter as Jane crashes through both and hangs headfirst, across the dash, in his own car. The SUV is at full speed as it lags into a lamp post. The Citroen smashes into an oak tree. Lisbon tries to open her eyes. There is glass sticking from her head. Her seatbelt is jammed. She leaves it alone and reaches for Jane. He is shaking. There is a gash on the side of his head. She feels it with her outstretched hand.

"Jane," she whispers. "Why did you-"

"So we can be together." Jane murmurs. "Forever."

At his last word, Lisbon's van races into the side of the dinky car. It slides into the tree. Dark, heavy smoke covers the area. A pool of blood and gasoline leaks from the crash. An ambulance and several cops are at the scene in no time. They glance between the two and a team of three slowly drag Jane out. His arm is broken. He is hardly breathing in tiny gasping pants. He is unconscious and his skin is ripped. They take him away as another ambulance arrives. The cops disappear as two others take their place. As if on cue, the rest of the team squeals into the scene. They flash their badges and march to the tree. Lisbon is on a gurney. She is cut up and badly bruised. She is breathing better than Jane was. There are breathing tubes down her throat to help. Rigsby sighs and Grace cuddles into his arms. They shudder. Cho walks up to the chief in charge.

"What the hell happened?" Cho asks, anger seeping into his droning voice.

"You family?"

"We all are."

He nods to Rigsby and Grace. "Follow close."