How i got onto that was random! I didn't see it coming anyhow:)
Disclaimer: if I owned this i would be living the high life not stuck in my room secretely writing fanfics cos im grounded. Its cbs, Bruno heller that own it lucky b!$^%*s
'We need to find him. He could be our only lead.' Lisbon said calmly, trying to maintain control over her agents and over her emotions.
'Show me a picture of him, I would know him by his face, if it's Red John.' Jane ordered Van Pelt who pulled up a picture on her iPhone.
'That's him, that's Red John!' Jane recognised his nemesis as he flashed back to that horrific day...
'Mister Jane, good to see you again. How is everything? Dreadful I hope.' Red John sneered.
'Oh don't be so foolish Red John, tell me what you want and kill me' Jane looked back at the monster standing in his mask.
'Well, I want you to suffer, but I'm not going to kill you. Where would the fun be in that?' Red John answered happily, turning his back to Jane. Seeing the opportunity, Jane launched himself at the masked murderer removing his mask, catching a glimpse of his face before being knocked unconscious.
'Are you sure?' Lisbon shouted shaking his shoulders, trying to get him to remember. She knew he cursed himself for not being able to recall everything that had happened that night when she had found him lying on the ground, with a nasty knock on the head.
'It's definitely him!'
A crackling came over Rigsby's radio before the sheriff in charge's voice echoed the life changing words, 'Suspect opened fire, shots returned, suspect dead.' Lisbon and Jane turned simultaneously to face each other shock written clearly over both their faces.
'Jane? It's going to be OK. We can deal with this, together.' Lisbon took his arm, pulling the consultant away from the group. Jane shook her off, distraught. 'Jane! Calm down.'
'Calm down? Calm down, are you serious woman? This is Red John we're talking about. The murderer we've been chasing for the last six years!' Jane yelled furiously, storming off back to the car, slamming the door. Exasperated, but realising the futility of trying to calm him down, she just moved back to her team to be filled in on the rest of the details.
'Will Jane be alright boss? Boss?' Van Pelt asked anxiously.
'To be honest, I have no idea.' Lisbon sighed, distractedly.
'This is our case now, PD have handed it over. There isn't much to it but we have to tie off all the loose ends. Oh, and there's the ...em, personal interest as well.' Cho finished a phone call, showing some emotion, for the first time in a long time.