A/N: So I recently got into Five Nights at Freddy's and I don't think I've ever been so paranoid in my life. Also, thanks for the reviews!

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

'Light years away'

Chapter 4

"Do you want something to drink, Mister Jane? Water, or tea perhaps?"

Jane shook his head. He was fumbling with his hands, not knowing what to do with all this concealed worry and frustration. On the one hand, he wanted to reach across this room and grab this man forcefully, asking where Lisbon was and demand her to be released. Yet on the other hand, he knew she was here for a reason, and he probably too, although he hoped he could prove his innocence to these agents. He wouldn't be able to help her if he was in jail, too.

"It's a pretty awkward situation, isn't it, Mister Jane?"

"Well, awkward isn't quite the word I would use for this, but if it fits your interpretation-"

"Let's just cut to the chase, shall we, Patrick. Can I call you Patrick?"
Jane shrugged.

"We received word from Supervising Agent Dennis Abbott over at Austin. It's pretty clear that your girlfriend agent Lisbon killed agent Pike. Now, the thing that we're trying to figure out is what your part in it was. So, where were you at the time of the murder?"
He ignored the fact that this officer seemed to have almost closed the case against Lisbon. It only caused his hands to shake more.

"I was at the office."

"Can anyone testify to that?"

"Yes. Agent Jason Wylie."

The agent nodded. "We've spoken to him. He confirms your alibi."
Jane leant forward in his chair, putting his forearms on the table.

"Then why am I here?"

"I wanted to see how you deal with your girlfriend being locked up."

"I don't see why that's relevant to the case."

The agent mimicked Jane's stance. Yet while the agent obviously meant to make him uncomfortable with his action, it didn't affect Jane in the slightest. After all, he was already feeling anxious to begin with.

"Mister Jane. You took away our prime suspect without our consent."

"She wasn't your suspect yet when we fled."

"You tempered with evidence by cleaning her up, you messed with our investigation… tell me why I shouldn't be throwing you into a prison cell for obstruction of justice."

Jane fiddled with his wedding ring automatically, but it didn't grant him the same comforting feeling as it had so often over the past decade. Quite frankly, it only served to make him feel more anxious.

"I didn't help her. I didn't do it. If in Lisbon's eyes, Pike had to die, I would have done it for her." He probably shouldn't have said that, but he couldn't take it back anymore. "Whatever the circumstances were under which she acted, I already know they're justified."

The agent sighed and got up, walking around the table in a full circle, before approaching the one-way mirror. Classic cop move, he'd seen Lisbon do it a thousand times. Whenever she had done it, it had been a sign that the person she was interrogating at that moment was telling the truth, and that they should be released.

"The thing is, Mister Jane – I believe you."

And with that being said, Jane was soon guided out of the room.

~…~

Abbott had arrived on scene, too, bringing with Cho, Wylie and Fischer. He insisted Jane should visit the morgue where Pike was kept, but he simply couldn't, considering the morgue he meant was in Austin, and they were in Gainesville, TX, which was about four hours away. He couldn't leave Lisbon here, not without knowing she would be fine.

"I just want to see Lisbon," he whispered, not finding the strength within him to speak out loud. He hadn't slept for a while now, and while in the past it hadn't been a problem to him, he hadn't needed to take care of his best friend in such a situation either.

"I'm afraid you can't yet, Jane. They're still keeping her here. It's, uh, it's pretty bad, the charges against her. I don't know what it will result in, but it can't be good."

Jane heard his boss' voice as though from a great distance, as suddenly his world blurred all around him. No! He didn't want to hear one more thing from them, their words only making his pain worse.

"I think I need to… to sit… down…" he murmured, then sank to the floor, feeling multiple hands on him to try and make sure he was okay.

He couldn't care less. He wanted this to all be over.

~…~

Abbott had successfully convinced Jane to look at Pike after the man was transferred to the FBI Dallas morgue. He already felt sick and hadn't even seen him yet.

Fair enough, he was dead. And while he felt horrible for thinking about it, he had wished for this man to die so many times over the past few weeks, but now that he was laying in front of him, his skin pale, he wished he could take it back. All of these awful thoughts had been clouded by a strong jealousy, and he hadn't been able to think clearly.

Still though, he couldn't stop thinking about why Lisbon had shot him. And not just with one bullet, but with several. If there was one thing he knew of those rare moments where she had been forced to shoot to kill, or at least stun, one bullet was all she had needed. Yet now, he could see several bullet holes in Pike's chest and forehead. She must have been freaking terrified, to have used all of these bullets.

"I want to speak to her." He had tried several times in the past few hours, but he had always received the same response – 'I'm sorry, Jane, they're still keeping her locked up.'

"Okay."

A/N: Next chapter will have Lisbon tell Jane what happened! Hope you're excited for that! Let me know, thanks in advance!