Simple Diversions

A/N: This chapter was really hard to write, because the previous one would've made a perfect ending... BUT this story is NOWHERE near finished! YAY! Here it is, Chapter 12. Shout-outs to: TheBrokenHeartedLamb, reig, BurnedSpy, GingerCrunchToffee, KatnissEverWeasley, HarlowEmeraude, and Guest for reviewing the last chapter! Your enthusiastic reviews mean the world to me.

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Chapter 12

After Jane and Lisbon had dropped Mia off, they headed to the art studio to talk to Madam Bortaccelli.

"Don't do anything stupid," Lisbon said as she and Jane walked up to the big doors.

"Please Lisbon," Jane replied. "I was here earlier."

They walked in and were met by yelling voices coming from somewhere inside of the art studio.

Lisbon drew her gun as she and Jane ran towards the direction of the commotion.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Lisbon yelled as she and Jane burst into the room, her with her gun raised.

Madam Bortacelli and the man that had showed Jane and Mia the way were both standing in the room. Madam Bortacelli had a gun in her hands and was pointing it at the man.

"This man killed Jessica!" Madam Bortacelli yelled as she waved the gun at the man.

"She's lying!" The man yelled back. "She killed Jessica! She's always hated her!"

"That's enough!" Lisbon yelled, effectively grabbing everyone's attention. "Madam Bortacelli, please put the gun down."

"Never, not until I've avenged my friend." Madam Bortacelli replied angrily.

"Oh please," The maintenance guy said. "You've always been jealous of Jessica! She was never your friend!"

"Liar!" Madam Bortacelli yelled as the gun went off.

Madam Bortacelli screamed as she dropped the gun, and Jane and Lisbon both crouched down as low as they could get.

Lisbon stood and opened her eyes. She was both amazed and relieved to see that the bullet had missed its intended target and imbedded itself in a nearby painting.

"You're under arrest for attempted murder." Lisbon said as she stood and cuffed Madam Bortacelli. "You're coming with us for questioning." Lisbon added as she pointed to the maintenance worker.

"You guys go ahead," Jane began as Lisbon started walking Madam Bortacelli towards the door. "I'll catch up."

xxxxx

Jane and Lisbon had made it back to CBI in one piece after their little ordeal with a tantrum throwing, crazy art teacher.

The maintenance worker, Bill, and Madam Bortacelli had been put into separate interrogation rooms and were waiting for the questions to start rolling in.

Rigsby was going to be interrogating Bill and ho would take Madam Bortacelli. Lisbon listened in on the interrogations as usual, but Jane opted to lie on his couch rather.

After Jane had collapsed on the worn leather of his beloved couch, his phone started to buzz in his pocket, indicating that he had a new text message.

How are your ears? ;)

Jane was puzzled at first, but smiled as he realized who it could be.

They are fine than you… a little gun powder is good for the pores.

There was a pause as Jane waited for Mia's answer.

Great health tip ;)

Jane smiled to himself as he let his phone rest on his chest with a sigh.

After about five minutes, Jane was about to fall asleep when the phone on his chest buzzed again.

Seriously though… Are you OK? 3

Jane couldn't help the wide grin that spread across his face. These are the things he loved about Mia. She was always there and would always worry about him… even if he didn't want her to.

Don't worry about me beautiful… I'm fine

Jane waited in anticipation for the little symbol that indicated a new message.

Good, otherwise I'll have to come and kick your ass for you… ;))

Jane chuckled silently to himself as he thought of Mia driving all the way to CBI just kick his butt for him.

As Jane put his phone in his pocket, he saw Lisbon walking towards the bullpen and she wasn't in a good mood, at all.

"Well, we got nothing." Lisbon said in exasperation as she threw the file she holding onto the metal table in front of her. "Neither of them will talk."

"Hmm," Jane replied as he sat up. "Maybe I can rack them."

"You're welcome to try." Lisbon replied with a sigh as she massed her temples.

"I just need to bring in my secret weapon." Jane replied as he grabbed his phone and started walking towards the elevator.

xxxxx

Half an hour Jane walked into Madam Bortacelli's interrogation room with his secret weapon in tow.

"I'm sure you remember Mia Black?" Jane asked as he and Mia sat down at the metal table.

"Yes," Madam Bortacelli replied. "You two interviewed me this morning. I swear, I didn't kill Jessica."

Jane and Mia shared a glance as they hear the all too familiar lie.

"Are you sure?" Mia asked. "You might've have done it by mistake."

"I couldn't have," Madam Bortacelli protested. "I was busy this morning."

"I thought you said Jessica came to pick up some art supplies this morning?" Mia said suspiciously.

"Well, she did," Madam Bortaccelli stuttered. "But I was also very busy after she left."

"Uh huh," Jane replied.

Jane turned on his seat and motioned for Mia o do the same. They turned towards the two-way glass, but didn't acknowledge that anyone was on the other side.

"I say we et Bortaccelli and Bill go and keep an eye on them," Jane whispered to Mia. "We'll see which one cracks first."

"I know Daniel and Lisbon aren't going to like that idea," Mia replied. "But I think it'll work."

Jane reached over and gave Mia's hand a little squeeze before turning back to Bortaccelli.

"We're going to let you go," Jane replied. "But we might bring you in again later on for more questioning."

Jane and Mia stood from the table and exited the interrogation room.

"Now to deal with some angry agents." Jane murmured.

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