A/n Hi this is the second chapter of Pixies, Imps and Elves I hope you like it.
I don't own The Mentalist.
The Imps weren't particularly private people, but when an unknown creature came looking for solace, they weren't exactly welcoming.
Patrick Jane, the chief Imp, sat in his chambers alone. His vengeance had be taken. His wife and Child's killer was dead. However a new threat posed to destroy his Grove.
The threat of a war between his Grove and the Goblins Grove, multiplied by the day. The only way to stop the war would be to sign a peace treaty. This caused the problem of straying into the Pixie's Grove. This didn't really cause a problem, however no one knew anything of the Pixie's, or how to navigate their Grove.
"Guard, please call for my advocate." Patrick ordered. His advocate and closest friend, Kimball Cho would know what to do.
A knock sounded though Patrick's chambers. "Cho please, there is no need to knock, come in." Patrick told the strong guard like Imp.
"You called, Chief." Cho stated. Coming to sit in the seat Patrick gestured to.
"Is their any Pixies in our Grove or that we have an alliance with?" Patrick questioned.
"No I'm afraid not, however I believe that the Elves have just had one pass through. He could be heading this way. I'll have a few guards collect him and escort him back to the castle."
"Thank you Cho. I appreciate it" Patrick smiled at Cho. Soon the two men parted ways so that the Pixie could be found.