Chapter 3

I couldn't take it, I hadn't seen her for an entire 48 hours and I just couldn't stand it. How could she believe that she was just a pawn to me? She's more then that! I mean she's not more she's-she's a friend but...it's just complicated. Okay so maybe I might feel something but not in that sense! I have to make it up to her, I just need to talk to her. Make it right.

I get into the elevator so that I can trap her in her office. After what she said I can't just let her run away. This isn't something you can just avoid. Someone else gets into the elevator and unfortunately it's Hightower.

"Nice meeting you again."

"Pleasure is all yours."

Awkward silence.

"So Jane, you wouldn't be going to see Agent Lisbon would you?"

"I don't know what your talking about, I'm going to my attic."

"Oh? So you won't disobey the therapist I assigned you? You won't get Lisbon fired?"

"I would never get her fired!"

"Well if this becomes to much for you, you can always back away. Sure you'll be to blame for getting her fired but what's a job between friends? I trust you will make the right decision?"

The door opens and she exits, I don't have the strength to leave, so instead I press the first floor button and go back down. Alright, maybe I can't See her but that doesn't mean I can't Talk to her. Knowing Hightower she will make sure I can't call her either which means I can't use my phone. Which therefore means I need a new phone with a blocked number. So furthermore, I will have to wait for midnight to call Lisbon's home number. The only issue is...I don't have that number.

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Lisbon's POV

My break away from Jane was nice and I found myself just lounging in my office. Lounging. Me. Who would've thought? Still though his answer bothers me a little, I'm not a pawn to him apparently, this is probably just another con though...sometimes I wonder what he'd be like if I got rid of that mask he likes to wear. Who's the real Patrick Jane? Or has he done so many tricks that he will forever be an arrogant psychic? Maybe he's been that way from the beginning, I don't know I just wish he'd open up to me. I feel so used, like once we catch Red John then he'll leave me in the dust so to speak. I'll just be discarded, I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't care about me at all.

"Hey boss, case closed pizza. What do you want? Pepperoni or cheese?"

"No thanks Rigsby I'm going home."

I need to think. Find the hidden message when he yelled 'she's everything to me!'

"Are you sure? I mean it's only 10:00 pm and we just got pizza."

"Yes I'm sure, I just need to rest."

"...well in that case more for me!"

I smile at his enthusiasm and get up to leave. I have to visit the therapist tomorrow, which means I'll be next to Jane. Trapped in a small room with a obnoxious, irksome psychic. Oh yes, I will be doing a LOT of thinking tonight.

Bam!

"Jane would you watch where you're going!?"

"Well,-he says exasperated- I could say the same for you!"

"Ugh, just get out of my way!"

He smirks as she storms towards the parking garage. He knew catching her off guard would spark her anger, and he also knew that she kept her cell phone in her right pants pocket. Which-by the way- has her home number. Oh no, he won't let her go that easily.

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I know I know it's short, please still like me? And yes I am making ch. 4 I think that I'll solely focus on this story for now...