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So this is a Harry/SLASH crossover series of one shots.

WARNING: SLASH. Go back now if you don't like it. Not beta'd.

These are the crossovers I'm willing to do. I may have forgotten one or two or three and if you know I'll write them, you can go ahead and send me a message. But remember, just because I read some of the fics, doesn't mean I can write them as well.

Angel/Bones/BTVS/Charmed/Criminal Minds/CSI: Las Vegas/ CSI: Miami/Ghost Whisperer/Glee/House/The Mentalist/Merlin (BBC)/Mortal Instruments/Sherlock (BBC)/ Supernatural/Twilight

Just send me a message with a pairing and a prompt.

Lex wants... Harry/Patrick Jane from The Mentalist with "Possessive Jane."

Harry jumped when the door to his apartment flew open with a bang. Startled, the young wizard dropped the magazine in his hand just as a large human blur ran to him. Muscles tensing, Harry initially struggled against the tight hold, until he belatedly realised that it was his lover who gripped him tight against his body.

"Patrick?" Harry asked breathlessly. "What's going on?"

Patrick shook his head but didn't say anything. He just held on to the smaller man, arms wrapped in a strong hold around Harry's waist. Harry sighed and relaxed, waiting patiently for Patrick to regain his self-control. Usually it would take Harry giving promises and attempts at reassurance to calm the other man down. It wasn't often that Patrick fell into a panicked, possessive state, but when he did, Harry had learnt to deal with it.

"Love, it's okay." Harry fought to move his trapped arms. "Come on, let me breathe."

Patrick's grip loosened, but the man didn't let go completely. Harry managed to wiggle so that he could lift his head up and clearly see Patrick's fearful blue eyes. Blinking, Harry nuzzled his nose into Patrick's chest. The taller of the two gave an involuntary sigh at the action.

"What is it?" Harry tried again to get an answer, sensing Patrick calming down a little.

"Red John." Came the quiet response. Harry tensed back up again when he heard that name. "He ordered the death of Bosco and his team."

"He killed them?" Harry asked in a horrified whisper.

"It was because of me." Patrick explained softly in a tone of self-loathing. "Because Red John wanted me to have his case."

"Oh, God." Harry shuddered and closed his eyes. Those people died because they took Red John's case away from Patrick. Harry couldn't understand how people could be that sick. It was beyond him.

So lost in his thoughts, Harry didn't see his lover's growing distress until Patrick suddenly dragged him further into the room, causing the latter to feel temporarily disorientated, and once again tightened his grip. The taller man stared down into Harry's eyes, desperately searching for what, the wizard didn't know, but Harry kept his eyes locked on Patrick's own. Then slowly, and with care, Harry reached back and took Patrick's hands in his, forcing Patrick to break his hold, and led them blindly into their living-room.

"Harry..."

"It's alright." Harry soothed. "We're going to be okay."

Harry backed up until the back of his knees met the sofa and he sat down. Patrick found himself kneeling down in front of Harry, his blue eyes gazing up at his partner almost wildly.

"You just need to calm down, now," Harry instructed. "We are at home. We are safe. Red John is not going to hurt us." It was like talking to a frightened child, only Harry's attempt to reassure Patrick wasn't exactly working.

"I can't lose you, Harry," the dark honey haired man said, ignoring what the other was saying, and instead clutching Harry's hands within in his own. "Don't make me lose you, too."

"Patrick..." Harry said gently.

"No." Patrick cut Harry off. "I won't live through it again. It will be too much."

"You're not going to lose me." Harry tugged Patrick closer to him, spreading his legs so that the other man could slip between them. "I promise you."

"Don't say that." Patrick squeezed Harry's hands tightly, then he lent forward to bury his head against Harry's stomach. "Red John-"

"Won't get me." Harry assured, untangling one of their hands so that he could card his fingers through curly locks. "Not unless he has a reason to."

"He won't need much of a reason." Patrick said bitterly.

"And we won't give him that." Harry tugged Patrick's head back so that his lover could see the promise within the small smile that was on his face. "I'm not going anywhere. Okay?"

Patrick nodded, face completely serious. "I know you won't. I'll make sure of it."

Harry felt a sense of unease when he saw something dark flicker within Patrick's eyes as he stared back up at Harry. Whatever Patrick was thinking, Harry knew he wouldn't like it. He remembered the last time Patrick tried to protect him from Red John, and Harry didn't want to go through that again.

Number 8 is done and up. When I thought about a possessive Patrick Jane, this was the first thing that sprang to mind. What would make Patrick so rattled that he would act in such a way? Red John. So this idea was born. I hope it didn't disappoint. The next will might be up later tonight or tomorrow. Review please?