So, my little sister was watching Jonas, and a song came on, from an episode, I guess Joe was trying to remember the lines to a movie script? I dunno, but the song gave me a very gooood idea for a story :D Any who; I don't own The Mentalist, or the song I'm listening to (Invisible – Jonas La soundtrack (I know! It's the JB's, but the songs good))

Invisible

It was most defiantly a day to celebrate. Red John was finally locked away, not just in a prison, in a mental hospital with the highest security for the moment, and would soon be sentenced to death, so they could actually relax for a little while.

Jane, the happiest about it, sort of, had suggested they all go out, to a fancy restaurant that he knew. They all obliged. He'd told them where to go, and that they dress nicely.

"Where are they?" Teresa Lisbon asked, turning to face Grace Van Pelt. Both girls had arrived around the same time, and were waiting for the men, who were either late, or they were just too early, which was surprising, as they both had taken more than likely a lot longer than the boys getting ready.

It was defiantly a day to celebrate.

Lisbon was wearing a simple halter, knee length black dress with a white sash around the middle. She'd bought it awhile ago, but never had a reason to wear it, until now. Van Pelt's on the other hand had some beading at the bottom, she'd bought it not too long before, on a shopping trip she'd taken on a day off. It was a light green, a shade that looked amazing on her, that was strapless and a little longer than Lisbon's.

"Finally," Van Pelt said quietly to Lisbon as she saw Jane's Citroen pull up, "One down, two to go." Lisbon nodded agreeing.

"Hey Jane," Lisbon said, once he'd gotten out of his car. Once he saw the two, he headed over to get a better look at the two. He'd never seen Lisbon in anything other than her work clothes, and a jersey once when catching the old CBI physiatrist confessing to killing a man.

"Wow," Jane mused to himself as he stood in front of the two. He knew they were both there, but all he was seeing was Lisbon. The smile already on his face grew, and was glad when she returned the smile.

Van Pelt all but ran over to Rigsby when he got there a few minutes after Jane, with Cho, who'd brought Elise with him.

Jane, still rather distracted by Lisbon – In a dress – offered his arm to her.

"Shall we?"

"We shall,"