After the Red

Chapter 10

Chapter 10                                                                       

Jane touches his hair insecurely and then looks at me, “Teresa?”

I tell Jane to sit down and start eating. Grace then rants her story on how she found us, adding extra-unnecessary-opinionated comments.

Once Jane has settled down in peace after understanding how Grace got here, he asks why she is here.

“I missed you two, mostly,” Grace says blushing.

“You could endanger us!” Jane says, “Someone could find out and-“

I put my hand on Jane’s hoping I could calm him down, “Grace, explain more...please.”

Grace sips her water and takes a minute before finally speaking. “I want to help you guys. I'm not sure now, but I think if we take this to court we could settle something. Rigsby and Cho think the same. We all think that since they let Jane the first time, they have no excuse to let him out again!”

“But I even helped Jane escape prison we could-“ I start to say but Grace interrupts me.

“Cho found a great layer, no offense, but better then Jane. She is great at letting people out, one of the highest in the world, she also uses her amazing skills to make people feel bad for there mistakes. She will make the court feel bad for even thinking of sending Jane to prison for life even though they let him out the first time! So this will help let Jane go free…with you Lisbon.”

Jane and I stare at each other nervously. I have to admit, all the thought of going back to Sacramento seems great. But there are obviously bad things that come with good things. Jane is thinking the same.

Jane forces a smile, “Grace, will you excuse Teresa and myself for a moment?”

Grace nods as Jane gets up and drags me out of the room.

I am lightly nudged into Jane and my own room and Jane shuts the door and sits on the bed. I stand in front of him, “What…”

“Do we do?” he finishes.

“I don’t know.”

“No, right?”

“I said I don’t know,” I say trying to act calm sitting next to him.

We sit in silence until Jane aims his head in my direction, I do the same.

“Maybe-“ I start to say.

He interrupts me with his lips forcefully being pushed and moving on my own. We roll once on the bed, I am now under Jane.

He breath’s heavily due to the short make out session, “So, whatever you want to do, I do.”

I stare into those big blue orbs of his and think of how my life would have been if it weren’t for Jane right now.

I would be in my office, filing out the case file. In the file I wouldn’t have to write any information on how Jane caught the killer with his trick since he would be in jail. I would write how the team and I used our lame old-fashioned way of getting the killer to confess or reveal himself. I would sigh and try not to cry at the thought of thinking that Jane didn’t work with me. I would then start to cry alone in my office and think how if I had just convinced Jane to hide some evidence on his murder or let me just put Red John in jail, then he would be with me and not in prison.

I sighed in relief as I realized I had broken Jane out of jail. Jane was on top of me now; we were together, nowhere near jail. Nowhere near California or close to CBI.

So now we worked as one. Together. Out moves reflected on each other. Everything I did, he had my back. Everything he did, I had his back. We protect each other with love and kindness. We are compatible humans that cannot be separate. We do what everyone is supposed to do when they have a partner, work together.

“Jane, it’s not just my decision, we work as one. We can decide this together, not just one of us. We have to agree not just by love but also by common sense,” I say sadly but as truthfully as possible.

He stares down at me, “That was so romantic.”

“Stop stalling!” I moan.

He chuckles and then brings me to giggles. We can be very immature at times.

“Okay, let’s decide.”

“There is this little thought I have,” say Jane, “that most likely, people will not be so happy to see me and think of only sending me back behind bars. But then I sense hope, not just for me, but also for you, Teresa. I sense that maybe you can push Cho back to his small desk, and you can go back into your office. And maybe we could work again. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

I space out into the thought of sitting at my desk chair, feeling all organized, all my files in neat piles and materials in place. I continue my daydream to think on how I would get a few visits hourly from my co-workers. And most importantly, I would get to have visits from the love of my life, Jane. I would also get a nice view of him from my office. Him on his couch, maybe he would be sleeping soundly or maybe he would be reading a book. But all I know is that Jane won’t be up in that stupid attic since RJ is gone, I would be able to see him from my office. I would be able to smile when I see him on his couch and not frown to realize he would be in that dusty attic. Yes it would be nice to have Red John gone and Jane back to normal. Normal. Normal with a romanticized twist.

“That would be nice,” I say.

He stays dead serious, so I turn serious too, “Teresa do you want to?”

I melt over the idea that Jane could go back to jail, or even me actually, because we turn ourselves in.

“What is the reward again if someone finds you and safely turns you in?” I ask.

“Something a little more then a thousand, but for you it is pretty little,” he says calmly.

I had forgotten all those numbers since this year. But now I remember the day when the news came on.

It was the day we arrived in Canada, two days after I broke Jane out.

Jane held me close as we flipped through the unfamiliar channels. Jane was searching for the news station and it was hard to find since our motel TV had unknown channel numbers.

Jane finally found it. We watched it through it the rest of the night, stopping to eat dinner, pizza.

“Do you think they found out I'm missing already?” I asked touching the cross over my neck nervously.

Patrick sighed, “Maybe.”

Suddenly I saw Jane’s face appear on the TV and shivered, as my face appeared a little smaller under his face on the screen.

“Patrick Jane murderer of _________, also know as Red John, escaped from prison two days ago. It is assumed he broke out with help of Teresa Lisbon, a CBI agent. We don’t know where Patrick Jane and the presumed fugitive have gone, so we are putting a reward of $1,000,000 for the safe return of Patrick Jane. $500 dollars for the safe return of Teresa Lisbon” said the blond reporter on the news.

Jane held me tighter in his arms, “It’s okay. You are safe.”

“Jane, this is our decision. But I think it might be dangerous,” I start to say.

“You’re right,” he says.

“But I think that, with this amazing layer of Cho’s and our history on the last killing of yours, we might have a chance.”

He smiles slightly, “We do.”

He kisses my forehead and I ask, “So?”

“I’m in, and you Teresa?”

“Yes, Patrick, I'm in.”

*Notice how I didn't mention who Red John was. I just did this: ________. So whoever you want Red John to be, that's who he will be, because I don't want to tell you who I think/want to be RJ. So think what you like! :)*