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Trusting The Heart.

"In here." The man with the gun told her as he opened a door. She noticed the moment she walked into the room that it looked like the interrogation rooms at the CBI. There was a table in the middle and two chairs facing opposite of each other. The only thing of importance was a black duffel bag sitting on the table

"Sit." The man order to her. She glared before sitting down in the chair that was facing the mirror. "Place your arms on the rest."

Lisbon did as she was told and watched as the man opened the bag and pulled out some rope and began to tie her wrist to the chair. She winced when he moved her injured arm so he could tie the rope around her wrist.

"Gentle." Red John voiced told the man as he entered the room. "She is here as my friend."

"So this is how you treat your friends." Lisbon replied sarcastically.

"This is for your own protection." He told her as he walked around the table to sit down opposite of her.

"Yeah, right."

"You must believe me that I would do nothing to hurt you."

"Go to hell." Lisbon snapped as the man tightened the ropes again.

"That is enough." Red John ordered the man who immediately nodded and walked away from her.

"I must admit that I regret that you got hurt in that little fiasco." Red John said sincerely. "But, I couldn't allow Patrick to have the upper hand."

"So you killed an innocent person to maintain your stance?" Lisbon inquired.

"Lorelei had fulfilled her purpose to me." Red John said without any remorse in his voice. "Now you Teresa you have the glorious chance of working with a man who truly respect your talents."

"You can't be serious?" Lisbon laughed.

"I'll prove it to you but first you need help." Red John motioned to the man to come forward again. "Unless you get medical attention to your arm soon it is likely to get infected so I'm going to offer you the needed medical supplies to make sure it heals correctly."

"What?" Lisbon raised an eyebrow.

"See I'm really a generous man." Red John nodded to his little minion who began to pull the makeshift bandage off her arm. He then went over to the black bag on the table and opened it. The minion opened a bottle of something which Lisbon hoped was disinfectant and placed some on a rag before getting inches within her injury. "However, to get this medical attention you will need to answer some questions."

"Questions?" Lisbon knew there had to be a catch.

"Don't worry they are easy." Red John smiled. "First tell me who you work for?"

"What?"

"Answer the question, Teresa."

Lisbon shook her head then answered his questioned. "I work for the CBI"

"Good girl." Red John smiled at her and nodded for his minion to continue. Lisbon felt the liquid burn and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. "Feel free to scream as need, no one can hear you."

"I'm fine." Lisbon grunted refusing to give him satisfaction of a scream.

"Then let's continued." Red John leaned back as if thinking about what to her next. "You were once engaged, correct?"

"How...yes" Lisbon answered him then felt a needle prick her skin. She looked quickly down to see what the minion had injected into her.

"It is only a numbing medication so he can do the stitches." Red John answered her unspoken questioned.

"Is he even qualified?" Lisbon asked as she struggled against the ropes.

"I'm asking the questions here." Red John got to his feet and started to pace around the room. "Who shot you?"

"You know who." Lisbon growled at him.

"I need a name."

"Craig O'Laughlin."

"I do miss Craig." Red John told her and as she watched out of the corner of her eye the minion start to stitch up the knife wound. He kept pacing until the minion finished and pulled out some gauze and tape from the black bag.

"Final question."

"What?" Lisbon asked annoyed.

Red John came over to her and leaned against the table before bending his head a little to get a better look at her. "You are willing to risk your life to save Patrick, are you not?

"Yes." Lisbon answered instantly.

"Interesting." Red John nodded to his minion who proceeded to wrap her arm up. "I must go for a while but I'll be back later." He told her as he made his way to the door.

"Oh, and your doctor there has some aspirin. I recommend taking it for the pain and for that headache of yours." He suggested before leaving the room.

"Open your mouth." The minion told her as he held out two aspirin.

"I'll pass."

"Your funeral." The minion replied and placed them on the table before leaving the room and closing the door.

Lisbon let out a sigh of relief as she heard the lock click shut. Looking down she had to admit that the guy had done a good job taking care of her injury. Leaning her head back she cursed herself out for not taking the medication because her headache was coming back in full force and the numbing medication was disappearing quickly. Closing her eyes she prayed for her safety and Jane's. She also prayed that her team was doing everything in their power to find them before it was too late.


Lisbon heard the lock click and the door open. Red John entered the room once again and came over to her. He knelt down and looked at her injured arm.

"The man is good but he tries my patience." He told her as he got to his feet. "So far you have answered all my questioned correctly but your answer to the last one had me worried."

"Why?"

"When we first met you were in love with the idea of good over evil. You wanted nothing more than to see those punished for their wrong. However, it seems now that isn't a priority in your life."

"Well, you are wrong there."

"You are right. You still uphold the law and love your job but now you are more than willing to risk it for one person."

Lisbon closed her mouth and looked away from him.

"So I want to see just how far you are willing to go for that person."

"Meaning what exactly?"

"Another game." Red John said as he walked over to the mirror and knock on it. Instantly the room was lit and see saw Jane strapped to a chair. His hands and legs were tied to the chair while a gag was wrapped around his mouth so he couldn't speak.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lisbon asked.

"As I said before it is a game."

"You are sick." Lisbon snapped at him.

"The rules are the same, you answer my questions correctly and he lives. However, you answer one wrong and my friend over there will slice him. Enough wrong answers and he will bleed to death." Red John explained.

"I'm not playing." Lisbon refused.

"Either you play or I kill him now." Red John order her.

Lisbon looked over at Red John and nodded her head yes before looking back at Jane and mouthing the word "sorry."

"Let the game begin." Red John smirked as he pulled the chair away from the table and sat down. "First question; do you ever feel like strangling him?"

"Always." Lisbon admitted. See saw Jane eye's soften and she swore if he could smile his dazzling

smile he would have.

"See this is easy and I'll make it easier for you." Red John snapped his finger and someone else inside the room with Jane took the gag out of his mouth.

"Jane, are you okay?" Lisbon asked on impulse.

"Oh, yeah I love being manhandled by a pathetic minion." Jane smirked.

"Hush, or I will order him to replace the gag." Red John order directly to Jane. "Next question; Do you believe he is obsessed with trying to get his so-called revenge?"

"He sometimes goes a little overboard but-" Lisbon began.

"The truth, Teresa." Red John interrupted her.

"Yes." Lisbon resigned.

"Now you see that wasn't too hard. You keep this up and no pain will come to you or him." He smirked as he leaned back against the chair. "Do you believe he deserved what he got?"

"No." Lisbon said sternly.

"Wrong answer." Red John nodded and Lisbon watched as the minion quickly swiped the knife against Jane arm. Jane winced but to his credit didn't make a sound.

"Leave him alone." Lisbon begged.

"You answered the question wrong."

"No, I answered it correctly you just didn't like the answer." Lisbon corrected him. Red John lurched forward and placed his hand against her throat.

"My answers are never wrong." He growled before letting go of her throat. "Now do you want to continue?"

"Yes." Lisbon breathed heavily.

"Let us get more personal; how much did it hurt you when he left for Vegas?"

"Why is that important?"

"Just answer it?"

"It hurt. I thought we trusted each other." Lisbon said truthfully as she made eye contact with Jane. He looked pained after hearing what she said.

"And how did you feel after he slept with Lorelei?"

"I felt betrayed." Lisbon looked away from Jane so he couldn't see the tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Do you love him?"

Lisbon looked away and didn't answer Red John.

"You answer or I'll hurt him." Red John reminded her.

"Yes." Lisbon stated as she looked directly at Red John so he would know that she wasn't lying to him.

"Even after all the times he left, lied, cheated, and hurt you; you still love him?" Red John asked.

"Yes." Lisbon repeated.

"And you are willing to do anything for him?"

"Yes."

"Including dying in his place?"

"Yes."

"No!" Jane shouted.

"He seems to disagree." Red John said as he pointed to Jane.

"He doesn't want to see anyone else killed in his pursuit of revenge." Lisbon explained.

"No, that is not entirely true." Red John corrected her.

"You're wrong."

"Jane didn't mind seeing Bosco die for his revenge."

"That is a lie."

"I don't lie, dear"

"Well, you have a funny way of believing what the truth is." Lisbon replied.

"The truth is in the eye of the beholder." Red John stated and knelt in front of her. "But if you do love him then you are willing to do anything, correct?"

"Correct."

"Then, I will let him go as long as you stay here."

"Excuse me?"

"I have always been in love with you and having you here with me would give me great pleasure." Red John smiled as he placed a hand on her wrist.

Lisbon looked over at Jane then back at Red John before speaking. "I will agree to your terms under one condition."

"And that is?"

"I want one hour with him." Lisbon said as she nodded towards Jane.

"Teresa, don't make a deal." Jane pleaded with her.

"Just one hour?" Red John asked.

"One hour and I'll stay." Lisbon nodded.

"Deal." Red John got to his feet and started to untie the ropes. Lisbon stood up and Red John pulled her closer to him. "You are making the right decision."

"Let him go." Lisbon said as Red John let her go.

"I will have someone escort both of you to another room." Red John told her as he made his way out of the room. Lisbon watched someone untie Jane and pull him to his feet and then he was gone, a few moments later someone came to get her and led her down to the room where she hoped Jane was waiting.

"Teresa?" Jane asked as she walked in the room and door closed.

"Patrick, don't" She pleaded with him before going over to him. "Just hold me."

Jane pulled him into her arms and held her tightly. Lisbon leaned her head against his shoulder and listened to the beating of his heart.

"Why?" Jane asked softly as he rubbed her back.

"I couldn't think of another way to save you."

"You already saved me several times over." He smiled and leaned his head against hers.

"Patrick, remember what you told me that time in the container?" Lisbon asked.

"I said I would always save you." Jane reminded her.

"Then do exactly that." She whispered.

"How?"

"You will figure it out." She smiled against his shoulder before breaking the embrace. "But in case you don't then we don't have much time left together."

"What do you suggest we do?" Jane asked suggestively with a grin.

"I want the truth from you."

"Truth?"

"About anything I ask you." Lisbon said as she walked over to the bed that was in the middle of the room.

"This is how you want to spend our last hour together?" Jane asked as he sat down next to her.

"Yes, I just want to know everything about you." She told him as scooted back and lay down on the bed.

"My life story takes longer than an hour to explain." Jane replied as he joined her.

"Then give me the short version." Lisbon smiled as Jane wrapped his arms around her.

"Well, my father taught me how to con people..."

To Be Continued.