JPOV
When I woke up everything was a giant blur. I squinted my eyes trying to get a better view. In the distance a heavier set man was walking.
"Hello. Can you hear me?" The man pivoted on the tips of his toes and walked towards me. He was getting closer, but I could still only see the dark outline as if there was a bright light behind him somewhere. "Jane. Jane. Jane. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." He chimed cheerfully. "Look what happened to you." The figure was now hovering above me inspecting me like a broken toy. Grabbing the front of my shirt he heaves me off of the ground. "Well you are actually quiet. Well there is a first for everything." I stared at him for what seemed like forever before he finally came into focus. "Bosco, but your dead and there is no way you are here. Am I dead?" This made absolutely no sense at all it is Bosco the guy that got shot several times and bled out. "Yeah Jane it seems your theory on the after life is not as right as you wish to believe." Panicking I looked around the room quickly trying to figure what was going on. Maybe I was sleeping and this was another one of those sick twisted dreams about Red John. "No your not here there is no way…Are they here?" Bosco looked at me for a moment before he started to look around. "No they do not know you are here. Do you actually want them to see you like this? I did meet them though they care for you deeply." Tears instantly sprang to my eyes. "Prove to me this is real." Bosco drew back his arm and threw it as hard as he could into my jaw. My whole upper body whipped around before my face smashed off the ground. "That was for being a jerk to Lisbon by the way." I blinked a few times trying to get the pain to subside. Firm hands grabbed my shirt and again I was pulled up to my feet. "Do you need anymore proof?" He said this as he drew his hand back again. Putting my hands up to surrender he dropped his hand. "I think I am good for now maybe later." In the distance I could here people talking. It almost sounded like Rigsby and Cho. "What is that?" The sound was muffled like a phone with a blanket over it. "That is your friends. It means you are waking up. One more thing before you go. If you ever say anything like that to Lisbon again I will find you and kill you." Waving quickly, I ran towards the sound of their voices.