Everyone else in the waiting room left to be with their loved one from surgery. Lisbon was sitting on a couch, her eyes closed as exhaustion caught up with her. "Mrs. Jane … Mrs. Jane" a voice wakes her and, seeing the nurse she quickly stands. "Your husband has been taken to his room, the doctor is with him and you can see him now. He's in room 325."
With a quick thank you, she grabs her purse and takes off down the quiet hallway. She starts to go into the room as the doctor comes out. "Your husband is doing fine. He will sleep until morning, and he should be able to go home in a few days." He reaches into his pocket and takes out a small plastic bag and hands it to her. "This is the bullet we took out of him, Agent Cho said that they would want it."
Lisbon takes the bullet and looks at it for a second and puts it into her jeans pocket. She thanks the doctor, enters the room and goes to the side of the bed. She listens to the sound of the EKG machine and is comforted with the sound of Jane's heartbeat; she bends down and kisses Jane on the forehead, taking in how he looks. "I'll see you in the morning, Patrick. I love you." Giving him another kiss she leaves the room.
She drives to their house and gets out of the car, walking up to the door. Two police officers are standing at the door watching her. She takes out her badge and ID and flips it open so they can see her name.
"Agent Lisbon, I'm Officer Harris. We talked a short time ago." He opens the front door and she goes into the house. Standing at the entrance, she's visibly surprised the floor has been cleaned of Jane's blood.
"Agent Cho sent over a company to clean the floor and put the bedrooms back together. We'll be here the rest of the night, and there's also an officer stationed in back. If you need anything let us know." He closes the door leaving her alone with her thoughts. She goes into the kitchen knowing she needs strong coffee. She was going to pack her small suitcase and go to the hotel but gets side-tracked by enticing smells from the kitchen. The crock pot is still on. She looks in it, sees the roast dinner Jane had fixed. Tears flood her eyes and she slides down the wall to the floor and lets her feelings out. Jane could have been killed. Only because Jane was worried something might happen to their daughter was their child safe. She starts sobbing. Here alone, she doesn't have to be the strong Lisbon that she always shows the outside world.
A few hours later she arrives at the hotel room the Rigsby's reserved for her. On impulse, she opens her side of the connecting doors to the adjacent room occupied by her friends. She wants to see Casey, but considering the time, knows the Rigsby's are sleeping by now. She puts her small suitcase down and heads toward the bathroom when she hears a slight tapping at the connecting door. Opening the door, she sees Grace standing with a very sleepy Casey holding her hand.
"She kept waking up asking for you," Grace explains looking down at the child. Lisbon bends down, picks up her daughter and hugs her.
"Thank you, Grace. I don't know what I would have done without you and Wayne here tonight."
"You two get some rest and we will see you in the morning." Grace reaches out, pats Casey's back, smiles and goes back into the other room, shutting the door.
"Where is Daddy?" a muzzy Casey asks as Lisbon goes over to the bed and pulls down the bed covers.
"He's asleep at the hospital. We'll go see him in the morning, sweetheart." She lays her daughter on the bed and kisses her. "We both need to get some sleep, so close your eyes and have sweet dreams."
It seemed as though she had just gone to sleep, when she's jarred away by Casey screaming in her sleep. Casey calls for her Daddy as she thrashes in upset. Lisbon turns on a bedside lamp and pulls her daughter into her lap.
"Daddy….I'm sorry!" Casey yells, over and over. Lisbon strokes her head and keeps rocking her. "Casey, you're having a bad dream, wake up for me," She says quietly and watches as her daughter finally relaxes and stops yelling. Casey opens teary eyes, drops spilling onto her cheeks.
"Mama, I was scared. The mean man was here in our room and Daddy couldn't help us."
Lisbon holds Casey tighter, continuing to rock her. "It was just a bad dream, honey. Nobody is here with us."
Casey moves off her mother and kneels beside her on the bed. "Mama, is Daddy going to be mad at me?"
"No, sweetheart, why would he be?
"'Cause I did something he told me not to do," she answers as she lies down next to her mother. A moment later Lisbon looks down and sees her daughter has fallen asleep sucking her thumb, something Casey hadn't done for a year. What did Casey do that she was afraid Jane would be mad at her?