Chapter 10- Van Pelt and Rigsby's decision.

The two agents pulled up at the mutifamily complex on Clairmont St. in hopes of finding their Boss and coworker. They went in past the house security by showing their badges to the janitor.

They went to the second floor and were ready to break down the door.

"Maria St. Clair,This is the police. Open the door immidiatly." Rigsby yelled while he held his gun upwards.

They waited. No one responded.

Van Pelt kicked the door in and Rigsby rushed in, gun in front, to find the room empty. They search the entire flat. There was no sign of a struggle.

"Well no one is here." Van Pelt said with frustration, "But Lisbon's car is still infront."

"Lets go find Jane."


Lisbon woke up to find herself in a locked room. Dark, grimm, and heavy with the stench of blood. She had a headache and her vision was blurry. There was a single bed in middle of the room, dirty covers and lone toilet in the corner. She looked behind her to find Cho, still unconsious. The only exit was a metal door bolted shut.

She rushed to Cho's side and placed a hand around his wrist. His pulse was steady as if he was asleep. She shook him several times to wake him. There was a gash across his forhead and the smell of blood was most likely his. She ripped a sleeve off the shirt she was wearing and wrapped it around Cho's head. She came to call his name, but all that came out was a cough.

"Ch..Cho... Kimball Cho." She slowly whispered, "Please, Cho, wake up." She felt a tear slide down her cheek and plopp to the floor. The clear colored tear was stained red as it hit the floor. For the first time, Lisbon saw that she and Cho were on a bed of blood. The floor was stained red from the blood of the other victims. It wasn't all Cho's, some of it was the others that were here before.

Oh God! Jane

Lisbon couldn't help it. The tought of Jane dying in his own blood made her cry. She curled up into a ball and cried her heart out. Suddenly a warm hand reached her shoulder. Jane!. She lifted her head to see his face. It wasn't Jane, it was Cho. The excitement left her eye and a friendly smile took over.

"Oh good, you are awake." She wiped away the tears and looked the Asian man in the eye. "We need to get out."

"Boss, you alright?" Cho weakly looked at her.

"I am better than you are." She lifted her hand to his head,"look at this."

"need a mirror." He smiled. Cho knew that she wasn't crying for him. He knew that now they can't find Jane and perhaps they never will find him or Elizabeth Warren alive. They may even be lucky to get out of here alive.

The two sat there looking tired and sad, when the sound of a bullet rung through the room. The two agents were bewildered.


A few minutes earlier, Jane was hesitantly walking around the large dark room, and he touched the walls to find a door. Good thing I was blind for a while. I think I should be scared, but this is quite amusing.

Suddenly he heard a soft shuffle of feet, in the room. Elizabeth can't walk, so it must be Marian. He turned around slowly, and saw a white smooth and long metal shine in the dim light. It was the barrel of a hunting rifle pointed straight at Elizabeth's head.

"Hey, blondie, is that you?" Elizabeth yelled at the darkness. She didn't know his name. From where she was seated, she didn't see anything. "Dude, come on,stop messing around."

Jane didn't make a sound. He didn't want to attract the gunman, who had not seen Jane in the darkness. Suddenly he heard the trigger and instinct took over. He dove in front of the bullet and lifted Elizabeth from where she was.

All he heard was Elizabeth screaming, and felt the bullet pierce the left side of his chest. God that hurts more than the stab wound. He collapsed to the ground as he covered Elizabeth's body.

"You will be fine." Jane whispered in the terrified girl's ear. He held on to her, the way he held on to his daughter's dead limbs.

The gunman reached in her pocket for another bullet. Jane closed his eyes and waited for the final blow.


Van Pelt and Rigsby had arrived at a warehouse few minutes earlier. The windows were painted black and it was very quiet.

"This is where the GPS puts us." Rigsby walked out of the SUV. "Lets hope they are all here, or we have no other lead."

"Looks like the perfect place to keep someone captive. The closest house is a mile down the road and not a soul in the sidewalk." Van Pelt surveyed the area.

"Lets check out that door." Rigsby pointed to a brown double door that led to the main warehouse.

The two agents walked to the side of the door, there was a lock. "I'll shoot it out." Van Pelt said. She held her gun and shot the lock.


Jane lifted his head. That didn't hit me. I think.

The next thing he heard was Van Pelt's voice yelling, "CBI! put the gun down, Marian."

Rigsby ran in from the side of the door and lifted his firearm along side with a flash light. He saw a smiling woman, standing over the body of their consultant, who was holding on to something that was underneath him.

Wimpering could be heard, as Elizabeth cried. Marian turned her head towards her captives and lifted her rifle once more, but this time Van Pelt shot her in the leg. She fell to the ground and Rigsby cuffed her. "Where are they?" Rigsby yelled at Marian, but she never answered just laughed.

"Oh god Jane!" Van Pelt ran towards the pile of bodies and turned him over. She yelled, "I found Elizabeth Warren." when she saw that the teenager was underneath Jane.

"Lisbon-" was all Jane said before he lost consiousness again. Van Pelt placed a hand on his bleeding chest. "Jane! NO! stay with me Jane! Patrick Jane!"She dialed 911 and gave them their location. She was in shock and had forgotten about Elizabeth. Jane can't die. Red John, he has to catch Red John.

The crying teenager lifted a hand towards the shocked red haired agent holding on tightly to Blondie's body and said, "He has gone to see Alice." and then she smiled. Van Pelt was confused. Poor Girl must have gone crazy here. Who the hell is Alice?

Rigsby walked with his flash light to the other side and saw there were two doors. "I'll take this one first." He informed Van Pelt,"Lisbon and Cho are probably in here. You get Jane and Elizabeth and the psycho into an ambulance." He pointed to the laughing woman lying on the other side.

"Van Pelt? Grace?" Rigsby saw that she wasn't letting go of Jane,"Grace? Come on." He shook her and she let Jane's limb body fall in his own pool of blood. Her eyes were watery. "He will be fine Grace." and with that Rigsby walked down the first corridor.

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