At headquarters everything returned to how it was before. Jane went back to being an irritating, laid back, know it all. Lisbon took up her position of authority once more, with her cool and in control attitude. When the team finally returned they slipped easily back into their roles. Grace kept her head down. Cho worked monotonously, and Rigsby found yet another useless game to play, anything to avoid 'real' work.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, which is why Lisbon seemed so surprised to hear that Hightower had summoned her to her office.

Lisbon knocked politely and entered, not really waiting for the 'Come in'.

"You wanted to see me" She didn't so much ask as state this to Hightower.

"Sit," the stern looking woman said firmly nodding sharply to the chair opposite her.

"You remember the day I took over here. I told you that if Jane stepped out of line, it would be your career on the line"

"… Yes?"

Hightower threw an open file across the table. It skimmed to a stop in front of Lisbon, "This is a complaint from Mrs Wood of the Kent-Wood Leisure Village. She says that Mr Jane behaved completely inappropriately and she has provided security footage which shows him having a social gathering in the sauna room. Explain to me, why this wasn't in your report"

"I… I…" Lisbon stammered as her eyes glossed over the angry words in Mrs Wood's complaint.

"Don't tell me that you had no idea Agent Lisbon. You were seen escorting Mr Jane to a shower room. This is unacceptable"

Lisbon looked up slowly; her cheeks burned, she was more angry with herself than embarrassed, "I can explain everything…"

When she returned to the office she almost bumped straight into Jane in the doorway. For a moment they just looked at each other. It took all her strength to stop herself from strangling him with her bare hands. Lisbon pushed past him roughly to address the team.

"Alright guys gather up all the stuff on the Kent case. We're handing it over to another team"

"Why?" they chorused indignantly. Jane shifted uncomfortably in the doorway. Lisbon turned to give him a disgusted look.

"That's the reason why"

Jane looked around at the hurt, confused, and angry faces, "It was a boring case anyway," he shrugged moving to his sofa.

"Boring huh?" Lisbon marched over to the evidence box on the desk opposite Van Pelts terminal; she pulled out an evidence bag. She threw it at the unsuspecting consultant, "This came for you," she added, rapidly losing her temper.

Jane examined the paper inside, his blood went cold. It was a client list from the Village, a big red smiley face painted on it. One name was highlighted - Kristina Frye. He look up suddenly at Lisbon.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he demanded, "This is important. He's targeting her"

"I followed you Jane! What would be the point in telling you? If he was going to show last night he would have, but he didn't!"

"You had no right keeping this from me"

"I had every right to keep this from you! Look at the mess you always leave behind you! Look at how irrational you get! And what does it matter now anyway? You've had us thrown off the case!"

Jane dropped the evidence bag onto his desk, "I have to go and see Kristina," he announced on his way out. Lisbon sighed in frustration.

"Cho, follow him"

"You followed him with Kristina?" Van Pelt asked quietly the minute she was alone with Lisbon.

"Yes. I know it's not within protocol. It was late there wasn't enough time to set up a surveillance team before he got there. I thought that he was more likely to show if there wasn't a sudden rush of agents... It was stupid," Lisbon paused for breath, "Look, we'll deal with this as professionally as possible from now on. No more secrets, no more withholding information…" The more she spoke the more she realised that all of these rules applied to herself.

Van Pelt, regardless, nodded along politely, "I'll find out when Kristina became a member there and which facilities she used"

Lisbon smiled weakly as Van Pelt strode away. They were a great team. All of them. They'd do well with or without the aid of Patrick Jane.

"Kristina!" Jane yelled hammering his fist against the door. Cho stood beside him, arms folded, completely uninterested, "Kristina its Patrick!" He tried the door handle, it opened with ease. The two men stared at each other. Cho removed his gun, and entered first. There was no sign of forced entry, no disruption within the large house. Cho looked back at Jane in puzzlement, who urged him on with a sharp raise of his eyebrows.

When they found Kristina she was sat calmly at her kitchen table. Cho lowered his weapon.

"Kristina?" Jane asked reaching out to touch her arm.

"I've been waiting for you Patrick"

The sentence unnerved him, "Why?"

"I knew you'd come to me, you can't help yourself. You think I'm a fake yet you can't stay away"

"Kristina you're in danger, we need to get out of here"

"I knew you'd say that. He knew you'd say that" Her voice was airy and distant. She never once looked at Patrick, and was completely oblivious to Cho, "He'll see that you're unhappy Jane. Whichever way you turn, you'll see. Whichever way you turn… You'll see. Whichever way you turn... You'll see"

Jane turned to look at Cho and froze, "Whichever way I turn…" He murmured suddenly aware of the giant red smiley face painted on the beige wall behind the agent. How had he not noticed that? He'd been too focused on Kristina.

Cho frowned at Jane's loss for words, and loss of movement, he turned, "Oh" Was all he could manage.