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The team stared at Jane.

"You're sure?" Rigsby asked.

Jane nodded. "I'm sure. Everything fits." Jane explained about what Mr. Lampton and Helen has said, and about the notes on the cars. "Only Red John would find it fun to show how much he knows about us, by creating strife through showing me my family photo and then having Lisbon discover that she was pregnant. He is the only person who would do that sort of thing."

"So, you think that Red John was trying to get Lisbon killed?" VanPelt asked.

Jane nodded. "Or, at least severally injure her...and even to just kill the baby."

Suddenly, Cho's phone went off again. He walked away to talk on it for a few minutes, then came back. "Jane's right, it was Red John. Our team found the car in a alleyway, complete with the driver laying on the ground dead, his blood used to make the face on the back window. The driver was a local street racer looking for cash, and so far no clues about who killed him. The area is to secluded."

The four were silent for a while, before VanPelt finally asked, "So, what do we do now? Lisbon's hit and run guy is dead, that just adds another file to the Red John case."

"And that will have to be it." Jane said, standing up. "Lisbon's 'case' is closed, now you three can focus back on Red John and other cases."

"Us? What about you?" Rigsby asked.

Jane shrugged slightly. "Well, I'll be a bit busy with Lisbon, but then I'll just go back to my own look at the Red John case. But for now, you three should go home. You did a lot and you helped Lisbon and I plenty for today. I'll let you know of any developments with Lisbon's health."

The three were not convinced at this sudden change of mood, but their exhaustion was too evident to ignore. They each said good night and left, leaving Jane alone in the waiting room.

He quickly whipped out his phone. It had begun buzzing that he had received a text message when VanPelt has asked her last question, and he felt that it was too important to put off reading, but also probably private. He opened the message, and almost stopped breathing.

'How is your wife, Mr. Jane? I hope that she is not too upset about the baby.' The number was unknown, and Jane knew that it would be impossible to track who the author was.

Jane texted back, 'Red John, long time no talk. I would have rather done it in person.'

Soon after, 'Yes, me too. But circumstances won't allow it.'

'Ah, too bad. Why the condolences?'

'I thought it would only be proper to check on you after the loss of your second child.'

Jane gripped the phone a little tighter. 'Not too happy about it. But, you already knew that.'

'Of course, that was my intention.'

'But why? Were you trying to kill both my wife and child a second time?'

'Kill Agent Lisbon? Of course not. She adds too much interest to our little 'relationship."

'How so?'

'She is smart, hard working, and someone you love. A triple-threat.'

'But why not kill her as well as the child?'

'I don't want to kill her. Yet. For now, I'll settle for the baby.'

Jane glared at the phone. 'Want to save some more suffering for later?'

'Exactly. Just a reminder.'

'A reminder of what?'

'That your private life is not private to me. I am watching you, Mr. Jane.'

'Then why not confront me now?'

'Where would the fun be in that?'

'When can I expect you to invade my life again?'

'Can't say. I'm very busy right now, but I will come back to you again. Someday. Just be patient.'

'I'll be waiting. But next time, maybe a talk in person would be in order.'

'Perhaps. Good bye, Mr. Jane.'

Jane starred at the phone, internally fuming. He hated how Red John liked to play games. He hated that he lost his first wife and child just because Red John took offense. He hated how Red John was always one step ahead, and that Jane was constantly having to wiggle around to just try and keep up. And he really, really hated Red John for finding it entertaining to harm an innocent life barely begun. Just for the sake of a game.

Jane leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. But it was not time to play Red John's game. Red John was going to be there, to be dealt with at a later date. There was no use trying to find him now, when Red John would be hiding himself even better.

No, now was the time to help Lisbon, the one good thing that Red John had not destroyed. The one thing that kept Jane going, happy and alive. If he lost her, whether to depression or death, he would lose everything.

He took a couple breathes, then stood up. Now was the time to help his wife, but first he needed a strong cup of tea.

A couple notes: First, I have no clue if Jane and Red John have ever communicated like that, and I apologize if I did not portray Red John correctly. I tried my best, but if you have an insight, please share.

Second, if you thought that the whole 'case' was cut short, the reason is because I don't want to get into another case storyline, plus I wanted to leave it open for any changes in the Mentalist canon, and I don't think Jane would abandon Lisbon like that to go play 'Revenge.' Also, I did try to wrap this intense chapter with a bit of humor, to lighten the mood.

And finally, Yay for Chapter 40! I am so excited to have reached this milestone, and I would like to thank all the wonderful readers who have stuck with me! I hope that you have liked the story so far, and that you will continue to enjoy it as we move on.

Please review! I love to hear from all of you, and until next chapter, Li Li.