Folsom Lake- Chapter 14
She could feel her heart pounding against her chest. She could feel every mind-numbing beat of that goddamn heart of hers, clenching tighter than a fist with force that she would not be able to survive with much longer. Pumping adrenalin around her body. Keeping her going. Forcing her on.
A few steps left.
A few steps until she faced his nemesis.
A few steps until she was face to face with the man who had diced up the love of her life's wife, who had kidnapped and held his daughter hostage for upwards of ten years without anyone knowing she was even alive, who had abducted her to get Jane, who had been such a small, insignificant person in her life until she found out that he was a murderous serial killer.
A few steps.
A few less steps.
Even less steps.
There was no backing out now. She was, most likely, about to face her impending doom. It was more than likely that she would never walk away from that room, this house, this road, this street, this beach, this city, this state. This was it.
She was about to face him.
They were about to face him.
Red John.
Always Red John.
Not the child molesting cases.
Not the sadistic torture cases.
Not her undying love for him.
Red. John.
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She was there. His daughter. And she was there. His love. And he was there. His nemesis. Two roses, two thorns. The child, the saint, the killer and the fraud. All in the same room. All in the same situation. All awaiting the death they knew was probably not too far away.
Not Hers. He thought. He wouldn't let her die. His daughter. The child and the saint. They had to make it out of here. He would make sure they made it out of here, if it was the last thing he did. The team would care for her, and her. He just had to get them out.
The fraud, he didn't want to die. He wanted to live. For the first time in over a decade, the fraud, he wanted to live to the fullest. He wanted to see his little girl grow and flourish. He wanted to be with the saint that deserved so much better than him. He wanted to see his team step into themselves. He wanted to see his life. But it was too late now.
Unless he could get out of here alive. Unless he could give up the revenge he swore to, for the life he wanted.
And then he remembered.
He remembered his wife.
He remembered her smile. He remembered her screams of agony as she gave their bundle of joy life. He remembered her cries as they created the bundle of joy. He remembered her smug smile as she beat him at cards. He remembered the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.
But they weren't Angela's.
They were Lisbon's.
They were the emeralds that stood in glassy frames on the most beautiful face he had ever seen, minus that of his daughters. This probably isn't the best time to be thinking about how much I love her… He thought, as she nodded at the door knob, telling him to open it. Telling him to open it like he had on that awful night, ten years ago, when he found his wife, and the girl he believed to be his daughter, dead. His hand reached out and touched the cold metal sending a chill down his spine. He slowly turned the knob, preparing himself for what lay ahead. Preparing himself for his daughter. Preparing himself for death.
And he heard it. He heard the latch pop as he pushed the door open. He was prepared.
He was prepared for death.
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It was killing them. All of them. The remaining members of the CBI team, and all of the squints (+Booth) from the Jeffersonion. They heard their breaths, steady and calm whilst hiding the fear and panic they felt as their friends walked toward the end.
As they walked towards Red John.
Each second of waiting made heir hearts beat a little faster. Each minute caused another wrinkle of stress to appear on their foreheads. Each moment caused their impending doom to seem more and more real. This was the defining moment. This was the few seconds that would forever be burned into their minds. This was the end.
And then they heard it.
They heard the screams of a young girl. They heard the shouts of hear father. They heard the laughter of the serial killer.
They heard the three shots.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
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A/N- Reasonably quick update (I'm impressed with myself on that one). I think I can feel this one closing up too.. Maybe another two chapters? Not long now though.. J J I would really appreciate some more reviews to spur me on!
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