Story Tile: Ghosts From The Past.
Disclaimer: It may kill me to say this but I do not own Patrick Jane, Simon Baker nor the show The Mentalist. If I did however, Jane would never ware a shirt.
Summery: The computer screen went off with a flash of red lights and a soft alarm. Lisbon walked over to Van Pelt and rose an eyebrow "What is it?" She asked. Van Pelt lifted her head up at her "The FBI found a finger print in a murder and kidnapping case that belongs to-.
Couples In Story: Patrick/Teresa | Wayne/Grace | Allison/James | Talli/Zellon | Mason/Quinn
Chapter One: Let Me Explain.
California
The Next Day
The Pediatric Wing
Saint Myers Hospital
8:30 AM.
Jane stood outside the room where the girl who's finger prints showed to be his dead daughter Charlotte's. His blue green eyes look dully and sleepy. He had maybe two or three hours of rest after the girls nurse gave him a blanket. He slept in her room in the god awful hard plastic chair by the left of the room.
Jane took a sip of his hot tea in the white and blue plastic cup and rubbed his eyes. He stared at the sleeping teenager through the glass.
Lisbon walked up to Jane, brown eyes soft with worry for her co-worker and dear friend. Not the best friend to have a times, but her friend.
She looked at him softly "Jane. The doctor got her blood tests back and after she did her normal exam on her and a CT for her head. They want to talk to us." She said.
Jane turned to look at Lisbon "Did you hear? Claire and Mr. And Mrs. Rosso left town. Guess they got scared when they figured out we know the girls real name now." He said softly.
The shock hadn't worn off Jane nor Van Pelt or Lisbon yet so he didn't seem to know how to react other then shocked yet.
The doctor walked by and held Allison's chart. She smiled softly "Agent Lisbon, like you asked we sent two vials of Allison's blood to your CBI lab with Agent Van Pelt along with the blood we drew from Mr. Jane for DNA testing. Now, it would help if we had the mothers blood too, to match it along with Mr. Jane's." She said.
Jane spoke up "The mother is dead." he whispered. Eyes hard yet soft.
The blonde doctor nodded "Ah- I'm sorry." She said. After awkward moment of silence she opened Allison's chart and looked at Jane and Van Pelt "It seems Allison has asthma which we are guessing has followed her into her teenage years from her childhood. Due to the stress she was under and from what we gathers she was very distressed when she fainted, her blood pressure went sky high and mixed with her asthma she had an attack without knowing it, causing her to pass out from lack of oxygen to her brain. We put her on IV fluids and medicine to help her breathe better and she would be fine." She said.
Lisbon opened her mouth "What about the uh-" She got cut off by the doctor nodding , already knowing what she was going to ask her.
"We didn't find any sighs of present or past sexual nor physical abuse." She said with a half crooked grin.
A happy sigh fell out of Jane's mouth as the doctors words.
As did it on Lisbon and even the doctor.
Lisbon rested her hands on her hips "What do we do now?" She asked.
The doctor smiled a little "She did hit her head pretty hard so she might be out for a couple days. But for now. We wait and see." She said.
California
Two Days Later
Pediatric Wing
Saint Myers Hospital
8:00 AM.
Jane held his breath when Lisbon got a call on her cell phone that the lab results were in. She had Van Pelt bring them other. She handed the seal yellow file folder to Lisbon who opened it then handed it to Jane. "The DNA matches. She's Charlotte Jane." She said softly.
A soft cry fell off Jane's lips. His eyes wide with pain "H-How the hell is that even possible! I saw the bodies. She looked like her. It had to be her!" He said, his voice getting higher and higher as each word he spoke.
Lisbon blew out a sharp deep breath and sighed softly "Jane. You know Red John has a lot of connections. He could have kidnapped a girl who looked like her and had a plastic surgeon make her look more like Charlotte. We don't know. They never ran a DNA test or her or anything at the time of her death." She said.
Jane looked up at Lisbon. "Lisbon." he said.
She nodded "Yeah?" She asked.
"Charlotte had asthma." he whispered.
Lisbon just stood there with nothing to say.
A nurse and the blonde doctor walked out "Allison is awake now. She's willing to speak to you two if you need to." She said as she signed off on Allison's medical chart.
Lisbon looked at Jane with worry "You okay to do this, Jane?" She asked.
He nodded "It's now or never, Lisbon. Now or never." he said.
They both walked into Allison's room. Her hair had since dried and been re-washed by some nurses here at the hospital while she was out of it. It was now a shade lighter then Jane's own blond hair. It was slightly wavy with some curling starting to show up. She must flat iron it. From what she knew, Charlotte had wild yet cute curls.
Lisbon had Jane write down things about Charlotte. Her full name. Her favorite color, food and stuff. Her eye color, her hair color. Her lip, nose and eye shape. Even her birth date and her childhood best friends and school teachers. Even her bus number she rode to school.
Lisbon sat down across from the bed "Allison. We know who you really are. You don't have to be scared. We can protect you." She said softly.
The teenager stared out the window for a moment till she turned her head to face Lisbon. That's when Lisbon saw it. She had Jane's nose. And heart shaped lips. And her eyes seem to be more blue then ever.
"Allison, I'm going to ask you some things from your childhood and I want you to answer them the best you can, okay?" She half said half asked.
Allison swallowed a bit "O-Okay. I guess." She said softly.
Lisbon read off a couple things from the paper. "What's your birth name?" She asked.
She sighed "Ch-Charlotte. Charlotte Anne Jane." She whispered.
Lisbon already knew that answer.
"Your birth date?" She asked.
She sighed softly "October 26, 1995." She said.
Jane's eyes filled with tears. Lisbon checked the paper. It was right. Charlotte was born on October 26, 1995 at the downtown children's and woman's hospital at 3:29 AM.
Lisbon nodded "Tell us what happens Charlotte. We need to know." She said.
She nodded and after two and a half hours of talking and a bottle of ice cold water they understood and knew. Red John raised her as his own. Re-named her Allison. Allison Rayne Rosso. Her birth mother Angela was indeed dead. And by the time she was ten she had seen Red John kill three different people. A family. A father, mother and a little boy who was nine and named Kyle. Kyle Johnson. Red John even claimed and marked his as his own. When she was 13, he forced her to get a tattoo of his name plus a red smiley face on her left shoulder.
When Jane and Lisbon went to leave so she could rest and Jane could go freak out in private, Charlotte looked at them both.
"One more thing." She said.
They turned to her in the doorway "Yes?" Agent Lisbon asked her softly.
Charlotte sighed a little.
She held back a frown "The last name he gave me, It's Italian." She said.
Lisbon rose an eyebrow "So?" he asked.
Charlotte looked at them "Rosso means red in Italian." She said.
Pure silence filled the hospital room.
AN: Wow, nice cliffhanger right? Haha. I know I promised some Red John in this chapter by I didn't feel it was time for that yet. Probably next chapter. Oh and you'll soon see when they re-interview Charlotte aka Allison at the CBI, she had some Jane traits.