A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for following this story. And a special thanks to my one reviewer! So here is the second chapter. I really enjoy coming up with ideas for this story so I think it could possibly turn into a lot more chapters. I have some interesting ideas for further chapters. Let me know what you think.

Cho didn't know what to do. Jane was having a breakdown on the floor and Lisbon was pressumed dead. He was no doctor, yet swore that he could feel a pulse. He didn't want to give Jane a false sense of hope, but they also couldn't afford anymore wasted time. "Jane", he called out while moving his fingers to Lisbon's wrist. If he felt a pulse in her wrist in addition to her neck he would call for help. "Jane...I think...there's a pulse", he told Jane. He could feel a faint, but steady beat under his fingertips on her wrist. He glanced over to Jane and saw that he had moved to a siting position. Jane's eyes were puffy and still had a constant stream of tears rolling down them. "Jane! Get up and help me. I think there's a faint pulse."

And with that Jane scrambled to his feet. Jane stopped crying and called out to her frantically, "Lisbon! Lisbon?"

"Boss, can you hear me?", Cho added. No response.

Jane rushed over and knocked Cho out of the way. "Hey!", Cho screamed at Jane. He was trying to flip Lisbon over. "Jane, we can't move her. Stop it!" Cho took hold of the front of Jane's shirt and dragged him backwards. "Have you lost your mind?! We can't move her!"

"What if she can't breathe! Don't touch me.", Jane replied while pushing on Cho's chest. "We have to help her!"

Cho let go of Jane. He was becoming too out of control. "We are helping. We could hurt her more if we try to flip her. Just keep talking to her. I'm going to call the medics up here." Cho bolted out of the room and down the stairs, while yelling for help.

Jane grasped her icy fingers in his warm palm and squeezed, "Lisbon? Can you hear me? Lisbon...I'm so sorry. This is all my fault...please Lisbon." He was becoming more frantic by the second. "Listen...uh..." He swallowed, "...I-"

He was cut off by the paramedics rushing in. They immediately demanded he get out of the way. "Sir, step back." Jane froze in his spot. A chilling thought came to mind. What if they were Red John disciples? No one could be trusted anymore. This was all one big game and clearly Red John had the upper hand. "No, don't touch her. No!", Jane cried.

One medic reached out and tugged on Janes wrist, breaking his hold on Lisbon. No! He couldn't let them do this. They were going to kill her right in front of him. That had to be the plan all along. "Get off! Leave her alone!" He felt a pair of thick muscular arms wrap around his middle and pull him away.

"Jane! Stop it! Get a hold of yourself!" It was Cho. Cho backed him into a wall in the corner of the room.

Then, a small hand grasped his own. "Jane...please...she wouldn't want you like this. Let them help her", VanPelt said through her tears.

"Jane she needs help. Let them help her", added Rigsby. Jane was breathing heavily and clenching his fists, preparing to attack.

The four of them watched from the corner as the paramedics flipped Lisbon over. VanPelt turned and pressed her face in the crook of Rigsby's shoulder. She couldn't watch the boss so helpless and broken. The younger paramedic stumbled back after settling Lisbon on her back, "What the hell". The second medic also faltered in his movements. Jane took a step forward. Lisbon's face had tints of red on it. Wait a minute, what was that? He quickened his stride and took a closer look. He froze and let out a strangled cry. "Lisbon", he whispered. Jane reached for her, but couldn't bring himself to touch her. She looked too fragile, like a glass doll. He was afraid he'd hurt her.

"What is it?" The team stepped forward. Blood was smeared all over Lisbon's face in the classic pattern. Red John had marked her with his calling card. He had never done that with any other victims before.

"He's a monster", VanPelt whispered with disgust.

"She's alive...we don't have time for this. Lets go", the older medic said while they prepared to move her. They got her on a stretcher and rushed down the steps. The team on their tail with Jane in the lead.

The medics reached the ambulance and hopped in. Soon enough Bertram appeared at the doors, while Jane pulled himself inside the ambulance. "I'm coming", Jane informed them.

"What the hell is going on?", Bertram demanded, looking at the team standing just outside the vehicle. "Jane, what happened to Agent Lisbon?", he tried.

Jane looked up at Bertram, "Do you have any water with you?" Then addressed the medics, "Any water?" They shook their heads, while strapping the stretcher in place for the hospital ride.

"Excuse me!", Bertram chimed in.

"Jane", Rigsby called and threw a bottle at him.

Jane caught it, then grabbed a cloth from inside the ambulance. The team began speaking with Bertram. Jane tuned them out to focus on Lisbon. He couldn't take his eyes off of her damaged face. Red John had marked her. It was as if he claimed Lisbon as his own. Jane began to carefully wipe the red off of her. It was sticky and tough to remove, yet Jane continued to pat her skin. He didn't want to irritate her beautiful face. The blood didn't appear to come from Lisbon's own body. Where the hell did Red John get this blood?

The ambulance drove off. The medics chimed in, "she appears unharmed, probably drugged though."

Jane sighed in relief. He ran a hand through her hair and cupped her cheek. Wow, he was unbelievably lucky. She wasn't dead. She was actually alive and breathing. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't stop looking at her. She was such an amazing person who deserved to live. She deserved a chance at happiness, away from Red John, away from him. Maybe if he left her alone Red John would stop focusing on her. She would be free from all the darkness. All Jane did was hurt her, but god, he loved her. No more denying it. He loved her with a burning passion. She was the best thing in his life. While he was the worst thing in her life. He had to get away, leave her, keep her safe. His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden jerking movement.

"We're here. You gotta let go now sir. We'll take care of her", the older medic opened the doors and rushed Lisbon into the ER. Jane tried to keep up with how fast they were running, but suddenly he couldn't catch his breath. He was able to enter the ER, but quickly collapsed onto a chair in the waiting room. His breathing became heavier. He was lightheaded. His vision was blurry. He couldn't calm down. Once again Lisbon had been ripped away and he was powerless to stop it. His head fell between his knees and he sucked on deep breaths of air.

"Hey man", he heard Rigsby's voice.

And with that, Jane descended into the darkness.

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