Jane POV
Looking at my hand I could see the red. Oh my god the entire front of my shirt was covered in blood. It couldn't have happened that long ago why am I bleeding that quickly? A million questions entered my brain. How did she hit me? Why couldn't I feel it hit me? Where was Lisbon?
"Lisbon?"
"Jane hold on I have to go check on her."
"Lisbon…"
"What Jane… oh my god." Her face paled as she looked at me. She ran over to me and looked at my shirt.
"Cho call an ambulance." She knelt down beside me pressing down on my stomach. There were black dots shooting along the edges of my eyes. They seemed to be closing in quickly.
"Hey Jane stay with me help is on its way. Come on Jane." My eyes slowly started to slide shut.
"Patrick please stay with me." She was pleading with me. I had to try and stay awake. I looked up at her and met her eyes. She was keeping me grounded.
"Lisbon...it's…hard. I'm so tired."
"I know Jane just stay with me it will be okay you can make it through this."
"People always say that like they know it will be okay. You know that by the amount of blood I lost already that chances of me surviving are slim to none." Lisbon looked down at me dumbstruck.
"Jane don't say that you will be fine."
"You also said that to Bosco." I could see a tear slide down her cheek I felt bad for saying that.
"Jane stop."
"I am sorry I didn't mean to say that."
"Just stop talking you should save up your energy may increase your slim chances." She said sarcastically. I just looked past her into the Foley's yard the kids had stopped playing. Rigsby was trying to calm the younger one down. The little boy was screaming and tears were freely streaming down his face. The other was a girl probably in her early teens just stood there in shock. She didn't even blink as she stared at her mother's lifeless body. Images started to flood my brain of finding my family lying lifeless in a pool of their own blood. Trying desperately to focus on something else I looked at Rigsby again. He was wearing a white shirt with a red tie. His pants were black and he had on a dark colored belt on. Cho walked over to try and calm the young child down. He was now at the point where he was going to have a panic attack. His breathing was shallow and rapid.
A few minutes later the kid passed out. Rigsby caught him and laid him down gently in the grass. The girl seemed to snap out of her shocked state and walked over to Rigsby and handed him an inhaler. He took it and put it into the boy's mouth pushing it down. The boys breathing slowed and the girl kneeled down beside him pushing his hair back.