A/n Hi this is the next chapter of Pixies,Imps and Elves. This might be it for a while as I'm going on holiday. I hope you like it.
I don't own The Mentalist.
Patrick signalled to the guards to release them. Rubbing her wrist Teresa stepped closer to Patrick. " I am Teresa Lisbon. I am the Chief Pixie's eldest child."
Patrick looked momentarily shocked by her outburst, having not uttered a single word since she came, but all of a sudden she had confessed to been a pixie and not only that but the daughter of the Chief. This must be a lie. "Tell the truth Pixie if you are who you say you are, why is there no guards with you. And why would you be dressed in men's clothes."
"I ran away from the life of Pixie chief. I was to be next in line. My father insisted that I marry. However I shall not be subdued to the same life my mother led." Teresa explained. " She was in love with another, but my grandfather would not let her marry the man as the oldest son of the Chief, my father, wanted her."
"It is clear that the Pixie live different from us. Your friends may leave, but you will stay and I will personally take you back to your Pixie Grove." Patrick ordered. " However you shall guide us through it first until we reach the Goblins Grove."
"I will not go back and you can't make me." Teresa cried.
"Stop been a child." Patrick scolded.
Teresa took a moment to think, before she sat on the floor and started to hum softly. "Wayne, Grace you must cover your ears and close your eyes and mouth." She whispered. When they did she began again.
"What are you doing. Stand up at once." Patrick scolded again. Teresa didn't hear him, and carried on. Soon the room began to turn green with dust. As the dust fell the guards began to become sleepy and sunk to the floor. Patrick was the last to succumb to the dust. It stopped suddenly. Tapping Grace and Wayne they set off in their castle escape.
Once outside the castle walls Grace and Wayne began to question her. "What happened to them? Are they dead?"
"They all inhaled the dust in some way this caused them to drift into a temporary unconscious state." Teresa explained. "You must leave now before they wake."
"What about you? Shouldn't you be coming with us?" Grace asked.
"No you shall be much safer alone." Teresa told them." Goodbye, I do hope to see you again."
With that one last look Teresa set off through the Grove.
" Don't move." A hushed tone came from behind the young couple. "Now you're going to help us find her or we take you back to the Elf Grove."