The five people had waited for a long time till the doctor allowed them to see Jane. He walked out of the room after an hour and said," You may see him, but individually." He stopped and looked for their approval,"He is not awake, may not hear your voices and will not respond. He has lost a lot of blood and will look different than the Mr. Jane you remember. Please be gentile and soft spoken."
"How long till he wakes up?" The teenager asked.
"Give him a day or two, darling." He smiled at the girl. "Who is first?"
They all looked at each other until Van Pelt said,"I think boss, you should go first."
Lisbon tilted her head for Grace to explain further. "He asked for you before he lost consciousness."
"Good, Ms., follow me and keep in mind what I said." The doctor beckoned Lisbon towards Jane's room.
He opened the door softly and closed it when Lisbon was inside.
Lisbon looked to the bed and saw Jane's pale face, bruised and cut. The slow beat of the machine, told her he was alive. That was enough hope for her. The man there wasn't the mischievous, charming, annoying Patrick Jane. She had seen him before. In Tijuana and in San Angelo, when Red John had gotten away. He was the hurt little boy that Patrick kept hidden. He was the man, who had watched his life go in flames in a matter of seconds. Jane didn't have his mask on.
Lisbon was staring at the real Patrick Jane for the first time in her life and it was painful.
She walked slowly to the chair by his bed and sat very quietly. She wasn't crying or laughing. She looked at him in confusion. She didn't know what to say. Jane wasn't Jane. She thought that perhaps he didn't need her comfort.
"What's the point, you are not listening. You never listen. I know, you are debating that if you let go and die now you can see your family. On the other hand you will miss someone from this world. Not me, or Rigsby or Cho or Grace. You will miss RED JOHN!" Lisbon was furious, she didn't yell, she didn't want to be kicked out.
"You arrogant, stupid man. The only reason you live is because of him. You don't see us, me and the team. We are a reason too. Aren't we?" Her angered cooled as she realized that Jane may not care about them. "I can't force you to love me...um...us. But it is very sad to think that you love revenge more than your team. You may not care about us, but we do. Damn it Jane. Don't be so stupid. She is gone and killing him or yourself won't bring them back. Stop being so stupid and pulling idiot tricks. You may not care about your life, but even Minnelli cares about it."
She got up and walk out. During her monologue she hadn't looked at Jane and when they asked how is he. She sat down silently.
Cho went inside with a book. He sat down on the same chair and looked at the consultant.
"Man, your hair needs a good wash. There is blood in the locks. Thanks god you can't see it. I think you would have a coronary, if you saw your hair." Cho smiled,"I wish unconscious people could smile, its weird to see you like this. Anyways brought a book. You know, when I was a kid, I split my head open on a rock and was unconscious for two hours and my brother read me this book. I could hear him the entire time. So I know you can hear me. That's why unlike Lisbon I am not spilling a secrets. Did she actually say I love you Patrick Jane? Because that's what it looked like from outside. That would be funny. Anyways." Cho opened the book and read the first page of The Great Expectation. Then he closed it said goodbye and promised to be back the next day. He walked out.
Rigsby was next.
"Ok, dude, I pity you. I love the hospital. They serve food so often and they have mango juice. Enjoy it while you can. We got a shitload of paper work. Oh by the way dude, They probably told you already, but nice blow man. Who thought toilet seats could kill. Maria's dead."
Suddenly Jane's heart beat increased and it appeared that he was flat lining. Rigsby ran out the door and started screaming Help! Help!.
The door came back and stabalized Jane. They all stood in the room waiting.
"What the hell did you tell him Rigsby?" Van Pelt looked at the agent.
He looked sheepishly at his shoes and whispered,"Maria's dead."
"Nice man." Cho nodded his head.
"Wayne! you told an unconscious man that he had murdered a psycho with a toilet seat." Lisbon was almost yelling.
Suddenly Jane started to flatline again and doctor yelled, "All of you, get out!"
The four agents stood outside and after a few minutes, the doctor allowed Van Pelt to go in.
Van Pelt stood there for a while and then she sat on the same chair as everyone else and said,"Hello."
She didn't know what to say. She didn't talk to Jane much and they didn't share much in common. Talking to him even when he was ok was hard. This was harder because Jane didn't make his stupid comments or give out ideas. Suddenly she felt overwhelmed at seeing the usually charming and manipulative man, silent and hurt. She got up and said,"Get well soon. Bye" She couldn't sit there in silence and listen to his heart beat.
The last to go in was Elizabeth. She wheeled herself in and position herself by the bed. "Hey, Blondie." She smiled, "I know your name now. Its Patrick Jane."
"Well, Jane thank you." She waited for him to respond, but somehow was used to an unconscious Jane. "How is Alice? Or better yet, who is Alice? You dream about her a lot." She sat there and waited, like she had in the cellar. She knew he would come back, even though he wanted to stay with this Alice person.
She was the only who had the courage to touch the consultant. His hands were cold, they had lost their soothing and calming warmth.
It had been a good. Until he lost his sister. She had ran through the crowd and Jane had let her hand go.
"She is a little girl, with blond straight silky hair in two pick pony tails. She carries a teddy, brown one." Jane told the officer in the mall.
"Sir, we will try to find your daughter." The officer replied.
"She is my sister, Persephone Jane." He replied. Slowly sitting, he felt lost. What had he done? How will he tell his family? What he never finds her?
He had searched all the stores, she maybe at. Someone most have taken her. Suddenly as he was walking, he saw a pet store. Off course, she was tired of the old teddy and wanted a real bear. She must be at the pet store.
He ran franticaly to the door and walked in with a panic looked on his face. A woman with hasel eyes and a cheery smile walked forward and asked,"How can I help you today?"
Jane was frustrated of people asking him that, he got angry and took the woman by the collar and said, "Look here..." He paused to read her name from the tag on her shirt,"Alice, you really want to help?" The woman was shocked and scared so she nodded. "I need to find my sister. She is a little girl with blond hair and a brown teddy bear." Upon hearing this the woman's fear disappeared, and Jane seeing this change let the woman go. Alice smiled and said,"The little girl who wants to trade her teddy for a bear?" Jane nodded and asked, "have you seen her?"
Alice pointed to the end of an isle and said, "She is playing with a cat there." Jane ran and when he reached the end he saw his sister, kneeling by the side of a cat and rubbing the back of his head. The cat purred and she laughed. She saw a pair of black shoes in front her and imidiatly knew that her brother was there. She slowly looked up, to find a very angry Jane staring at her and she said,"Patrick, can we please by Marley instead of a bear?"
Alice laughed from behind Patrick Jane, but Jane looked at the girl and said,"Never, ever do that again. Do you understand?"
Persephone stood up and said,"Ok." She looked at her shoes. Patrick lifted the girl and turned around. "Thank you Alice." The woman smiled and Patrick began to walk away. The girl waved goodbye to Alice and the cat. Suddenly the sales woman felt like he was getting away. She thought she should do something, or she will regret not talking to that man for the rest of her life. She would only remember him as a sharp looking man in a nice tailored suit, who lost his sister in a mall. She didn't want that. She wanted to remember more, than that. He was after all gorgeous.
"Are you guys hungry?" The blond man stopped. He tilted his head, in a sad way and said, "Sorry, I have a client to meet in 30 minutes." She sighed and nodded in a sad but understanding way. Jane liked this woman, but he did have a client. Suddenly the little girl said, "Patrick, But I'm hungry." Jane knew that his sister wasn't hungry. She wanted to stay with Alice. She wanted to set up Patrick and Alice.
"How about we eat after my meeting?" He looked at the saleswoman, "When do you get off?"
"In 4 hours." She smiled a flirtatious smile.
Returning one, Jane said,"I'll pick you up, in four hours. After I get the little lady home." He patted the back of the little girl, holding on to his neck.
Suddenly he felt a hand hold his hand. Wait! this never happened.
Patrick Jane slowly opened his eyes. He saw Elizabeth Warren again by his side. This time, he was in a bed and she was in a wheel chair by his bed. They were both in the HOSPITAL! Damn it. The hand wasn't Alice's it was Elizabeth's as she smiled.
"Will you stop interrupting my nice dreams." Jane smiled at the girl.
"Will you tell me who she is?" Elizabeth seized the opportunity.
"Maybe, someday. Why don't you go tell my team, I am alive." Elizabeth nodded and wheeled her self out and turned to the tired CBI team and said. "Blondie's back."
FIN
Hope you like it. Sorry if it was cheesy.
