"Only one month to go," Whispered Jane, who was bent over, his hand on Lisbon's baby bump. She smiled sweetly at him, before gently tugging his hands away from her belly. Softly kissing her, he left her to work, whilst he slept on his couch. Tyger Tyger, the words echoing around his mind. It had happened almost a week ago, but it kept him awake at nights, scaring Lisbon when he woke up drenched in sweat.
"Jane, a word please," Patrick looked up suddenly to see Abott looming over him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Fishcher sternly talking to her. His heart picked up, but he tried to remain poker face.
"Sure, whats wrong," But Jane already knew what was wrong.
"So as you know, an officer of the Law died. Its believed he was a member of the Blake Ascociation, which you apparently killed its leader. But when it arises aain after years of lying dormant, what do you expect me to believe? Jane, are you 100% sure you killed Red John?"
Jane looked into Abotts eyes. They were brown and big, but Jane knew there was a dark side behind them, a side that was not to be messed with. Jane followed Abott around the corridors till they reached his office. Stepping inside and sitting down, Jane smiled at Abott,
"So whats up?"
Abott looked at the paper on his desk before looking up.
"Whats up? You! They Blake assossication is bigger than what we expected and when it suddenly arises, your the first person who is at the crime scene."
"Excuse me? Are you accusing me of killing my wife and child and countless others? There must be something wrong with you, not me." Jane stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The glass cracked. Abott sighed and looked back down at his paperwork. Jane was a difficult character, he knew that. But what he had just said had been a slip of the tongue, which he knew had cost Jane's trust in him. Abott looked down at the paperwork. He signed off the top sheet.
Patrick Jane to be on permanent leave
Signed : Special Agent Abott
