08 November 2013

Code Red-1 & 2 (old mentalist fanfic)

  • ***Setting: Jane and Lisbon are running down the dark street chasing two of the serial bank robbers who have been terrorizing San Diego for several months. The armed suspects turn into a crowded parking garage, Jane enters first, followed cautiously by Lisbon.***
    ?Slow down Jane, are you trying to get yourself killed?? Lisbon remarks as she pulls her gun up and turns on her flashlight. They could hear the echoing of footsteps ahead, and Jane turned back to Lisbon, ?Why would I do that? I?m just having a bit of fun.?
    ?You?re not even armed, what are you going to do, charm the guns out of their hands?? Lisbon responds. ?That would be fun-, ?Jane halts as gunshots ring out ahead and they hear several screams. They hasten their pace and come upon several bodies, one with a little girl over it;?Daddy?? the girl cries tugging on her dead father?s shirt. Jane takes hold of the little girl and holds her close as he retreats behind a car with Lisbon, unsure of where the gunmen are hiding. ?Shhh, shhhh, what?s your name?? She looks up at his face and hiccups, ?Nina Gomez.?
    ?Nina, that?s a pretty name. My name?s Patrick. Are you hurt, Nina??
    ?I scraped my knee but my daddy is sleeping and my mommy is hurt, she has a booboo on her tummy.?
    ?Where is your mommy, Nina?? Lisbon asks, scanning the surrounding area.
    ?In the van,? Nina points at a blue minivan with its side door and passenger doors open; Lisbon can see a hand sticking out of the passenger doorway. They sprint across the open space to the van and hear bullets hitting the ground near their feet. Jane pushes Nina into the van and slides her between the seats, ?Stay down Nina, pretend you?re playing Hide-and-Seek with your brothers.? Lisbon turns to him quizzically and he points to the picture on the dash showing Nina with three boys and her parents. Lisbon then turns her attention to Nina?s mom. ?Mrs. Gomez? Mrs. Gomez? Are you okay??
    Lisbon checks her pulse and discovers it is very weak. She pulls out her radio, ?Rigsby, where are you guys, we needed back up ten minutes ago?? Her radio crackles, ?We are five minutes out, we had to wait for the ambulances.? Jane chimes in, ?I don?t think she has enough time to wait, and no ambulance is going to get her in the middle of a fire fight.?
    ?Damn it Jane, I hate when you?re right. You need to take them and get out of here,? she finds the keys on the floor and hands them to Jane. ?I need to evacuate the rest of the garage before someone else gets killed.? She jumps out and shuts the sliding door behind her. She carefully closes the passenger door as more gunshots rain out, this time from the floor above. She turns back to Jane, who is fumbling with the keys, ?Get the hell out of here, Jane!!!? she yells as she runs toward the gunfire. He throws the van into reverse as soon as he turns the engine telling Nina to hold on. He pulls out and then switches to drive before accelerating out of the garage. He tells Nina to get into her car seat and buckle up after they are a safe distance from the garage and continues speeding towards the hospital.
    ***Lisbon is running up the ramp to the next level as several civilians run past her***
    ?Hurry up, move quickly toward the exit,? she commands the frightened civilians. She kneels down as she enters the platform where she can hear the suspects. She weaves between cars before coming across a teen boy bleeding from his leg. ?That son of a *** shot me!!? he screams, obviously fine. ?Shut up kid, or I?m going to shoot you,? she points her gun at him and he silences himself. She looks over the hood of the car they?ve taken refuge behind and sees that one of the other two suspects have joined the first two. She kneels down to collect her thoughts and to try to stop the boys bleeding. ?Where is the last robber?? She asks herself. She hears something behind her and as she turns she feels the hot lead rip into her shoulder. ?Right here,? she hears as she begins to slip out of consciousness. She hears another gunshot and then nothing?..
    Commercial Break anyone????
    ?.Lisbon comes to as she hears more gunfire. She notices the body of the fourth robber lying beside her, motionless. It is then that she notices the man standing over her shooting her gun. Her vision is still foggy and she can?t make out his face, ?Rigsby?? The man turns to her and says, ?Ahh, Agent Lisbon, nice of you to join us.? She then notices the teenager holding his jacket over her injured shoulder, ?Hi,? he stammers, wincing at each discharge.
    ?I?ll be back in a minute,? says the stranger before getting up and walking way. She hears a short struggle followed by three consecutive gunshots. After a few more minutes the stranger comes back, ?Can you walk?? He asks the teen, who nods and stands up. The stranger then picks up Lisbon in his arms and carries her, while supporting the teen, out of the parking garage. Paramedics waiting outside receive the injured agent and teen. ?Thanks man!? yells the teen as the stranger walks away. ?No problem,? he responds as they are loaded into the ambulances.
    ?Lisbon, you need to come back to the scene, ASAP,? Van Pelt tells her on the phone as she recovers in the hospital. ?Is that Jane yelling in the background??
    ?Please just get here as soon as you can,? Van Pelt repeats before hanging up. Lisbon pulls the blankets off her legs and struggles out of bed, ?Cho, Cho? Wake up and hand me my clothes.? Cho startles awake and tries to object to whatever she?s planning but she gives him ?that look.? He hands her the bag of cloths and leaves, closing the door behind him. Several minutes later she walks out uneasily, wincing with every step. They sneak past the nurse?s station and out of the hospital?s ambulance bay.
    When they arrive at the scene a uniform waves them into the garage and they drive up to the yellow tape. Van Pelt and Cho help her out of the car and walk with her to where Jane was yelling, ?how could no one have seen his face!??? She looks at the scene and recoils in shock. The smiley face was dried on the concrete, the message stunned her ?Good thing I was keeping tabs???fade out
    The end

    Pt. 1

    ***Setting: fades into the scene of the crime and Lisbon is still looking at the smiley face and message. In the background Minelli is talking on the phone, back turned to the scene. Jane is pacing back and forth, obviously stressing. Minelli hangs up his phone, takes a deep breath, and turns finally noticing Lisbon standing there-a bit pale. ***
    ?What the hell are you doing here!!? I just got off the phone with the hospital, they went in to give you your pain meds and found you gone!! Get back there Lisbon, you are a civilian until you?re deemed fit to return to duty, you have no business being here.? He pulls Cho aside, ?If she isn?t back in that hospital bed in an hour then you can join her when I suspend you. And take Jane, too, he?s not worth a damn like this.?
    Van Pelt and Rigsby are standing to the side, Van Pelt is taking notes of the scene, and they are both eavesdropping on Minelli and Cho. They look back at Jane as he starts moving towards Lisbon. ?This is gonna be interesting,? Rigsby comments. ?How could HE have been right there,? he motions to the area right in front of her face, ?and you not see his face?? Lisbon steps back to avoid Jane?s arm as he demonstrates how close she was to his nemesis. ?Come on Patrick, you two will have plenty of time to chat when Lisbon gets back to the hospital, I?ll even let you go with her,? Minelli announces as he and Cho return to Lisbon. Lisbon turns to Minelli wide-eyed, ?Are you kidding-?
    ?Just go, now.? With that, he assists Cho in taking the two to the waiting squad car and puts them both in the back seat, ?I don?t want either of you two trying to run off before you get there,? he says as he handcuffs Lisbon?s good arm to Jane?s arm. ?Sir, is this really necessary?? Cho questions.
    ?I don?t want either of these two,? he looks at Lisbon and Jane,?anywhere near this investigation, and as soon as another team gets here, the rest of your team will be joining you all?.Now I?ll give you the key to those cuffs when I get to the hospital, if I find out that someone let them free, or they left the hospital, I will not only have yours and Lisbon?s badges but Van Pelt?s and Rigsby?s as well. You understand me??
    Cho gulps, and nods his head in understanding. Van Pelt and Rigsby rush over, ?You guys wouldn?t risk our careers over this right?? Van Pelt asks before Rigsby pushes her aside, ?I?ll kill the both of you if I lose my job because of you.?
    ?Please, just shoot me now,? Lisbon pleads, knowing that it will be a while before Minelli makes it down to the hospital.
    ?Well have a nice time,? Rigsby adds as he closes the door. Lisbon lifts her good arm to show Rigsby the finger, but Jane stops her by grabbing her with his free hand, ?That wouldn?t be very nice.? Lisbon, fuming at her current situation, jerks her hand free and leans back, looking at the roof of the car. She tries resting her arm across her abdomen, but with Jane?s hand following she resigns to keeping it at her side.

    Less than five minutes after Cho pulls away the new team arrives and Minelli dismisses Van Pelt and Rigsby and tells them to go to the hospital with the others until Internal Affairs talks to everyone.

    CODE RED Part 2

    At the hospital everyone is antsy; they don?t like just sitting around. Lisbon is sitting on the hospital bed and Jane is sitting next to her listening to music, unable to achieve much distance. After about an hour there is a gentle knock on the door, ?Excuse me, Ms. Lisbon you and Mr. Jane have a visitor,? informs the nurse as she opens the door. Nina Gomez walks in with flowers in her had, escorted by a young man pulling three boys behind him. Nina walks up to the bed and hands Lisbon all but one of the flowers, ?Thank you for protecting us from the bad men,? she walks around the bed to where Jane is seated. He is dropping his headphones into his lap as she hands him the single flower, ?Thank you for saving my mommy,? as she hugs him the room is silent, everyone knowing that even though her mom made it, her father wasn?t so lucky. Van Pelt wipes a tear from her eye, trying not to draw attention, but Nina takes notice, bringing her a tissue. ?Don?t worry, everything will be alright,? Nina comforts her, not knowing that the tears are for her. Those words bring tears to the eyes of the young man, still holding onto the three boys. He turns to Lisbon and Jane, ?God willing, she will keep her youthful innocence after it finally sinks in that our father is gone. Our father has taught me everything I know, but I fear he never taught me how to be a father to my brothers and sister.?
    Jane breaks into the conversation, ?No one can teach you how to be a father, it will take years to learn, and even then you?ll screw up a bit. But they?ll love you anyway and look up to you still. You just love them and keep them safe?.? he pauses, ?They?ll be okay in time and they?ll grow up knowing you did your best. Just listen to them and be there when they need a shoulder to cry on.?
    Jane?s statement sinks in for several minutes before Nina and her brothers depart to visit their mother. When the nurse comes in again, Lisbon inquires as to the condition of the teen from the parking garage. ?I?m not sure, but I can find out for you,? the nurse responded before leaving, again. An orderly drops off lunch a few minutes later, breaking the awkward silence that had ensued after the Gomez?s left.
    ?Are you really going to eat that?? Jane asks, causing Lisbon to shove a large spoonful of the mystery lunch into her mouth. Her expression changes from spite to slight disgust as she forces herself to swallow the acrid paste. Jane laughs and Van Pelt hides a smile with her hand. Lisbon reaches for her cup of juice and sends Jane?s hand crashing into the mystery paste, at this everyone erupts in laughter, even Cho cracks a smile. Lisbon tries to apologize through the laughter, but after repeated attempt, she gives up. Jane, taking advantage of Lisbon being distracted, takes to opportunity to retaliate, dropping her hand into the paste. ?Hey, that?s not nice,? she protests, shaking the goop off her hand. ?I should reprimand you for that.? Jane smiles his quirky smile, ?You started it??
    ?Come on children, behave yourselves,? Minelli says, walking into the room, ?we now have a bigger problem than messy hands. ?Agent Lisbon, you don?t remember anything at all about the man who killed the robbers??
    ?I didn?t see much of anything, but the kid, he should have seen the guy. The kid was conscious the entire time, as far as I know.?
    ?We should get a sketch artist in to see him as soon as we can??
    ?Code Yellow, attention hospital staff, we have a Code Yellow. Male patient, 19, GSW to the Femoral region, missing from Surgical Ward?.? Came on the loud speaker.
    ?Son of a ***,? Minelli yells, ?that?s our witness!!!? He runs out of the room, closely followed by Cho, Rigsby, and Van Pelt. Lisbon jumps off the bed and starts after them before being yanked backwards. She turns to see Jane is still sitting down, his MP3 spewed across the floor, in several pieces, ?Hey, that?s not nice?? he pouts. ?You aren?t supposed to be doing anything, that includes breaking other peoples stuff,? he complains pointing out his MP3 player.
    ?Just come on, I know this kid and Jeremy?s the only one who got a good look at Red John??
    At this, Jane rises to his feet and hops over the bed. Lisbon pulls him along as they move through the corridors, finally catching up with the others. They are standing in Jeremy?s room with no sign of the injured teen. There is a sketchbook on the bed, piled with papers and on top is a box of pencils. Rigsby goes to check the drawings, but as soon as he moves the pencil box, the pile explodes.
    ***Black out, ringing sound, Fades in again***

?Code Red,? yells the nurse through an intercom on the wall, ?I repeat, Code Red, with officers down!! Paging Dr. Allcome to the surgical floor for immediate evacuation?? 
Rigsby is on the floor his arm is on fire, and he?s screaming. Minelli grabs a blanket and extinguishes Rigsby?s arm as Jane lunges for the smoldering pages. Lisbon yanks Jane back as the fire erupts, catching the curtains and the rest of the bed, and Lisbon and Jane crash to the floor. Jane hits the floor, smashing his head as Lisbon falls next to him, hitting the adjoining bed on the way down. ?Son of a-,? She exclaims as pain shoots through her shoulder. She soon notices that Jane isn?t moving and manages to catch Van Pelts attention. The ringing in her ear fades enough to here Van Pelt cry, ??you killed Jane!!?
Minelli rushes over and, fumbling with his keys, unlocks the handcuffs. ?Patrick?? Lisbon pleads, ?Patrick wake up, damn it! Are you okay?? Jane?s eyes flutter, after a few seconds he focuses on Lisbon?s face, just 8 inches from his. ?You know it?s a crime to take advantage of disabled people??
?Yeah,? she remarks, getting up. ?He?s perfectly fine??
?But you?re not?? Van Pelt adds, pointing at Lisbon?s shoulder, where her gunshot wound is bleeding through her shirt. ??and neither is Rigsby.?
The fire continues to spread, ?We should probably move this party outside,? Jane says as the sprinklers come on. Minelli and Cho help Rigsby to out of the room as Van Pelt, Lisbon, and Jane follow them out. The hallway is busy as the staff works to evacuate the floor. Suddenly a scream rings out from the stairwell, Cho, Lisbon, Jane, and Van Pelt run to see what?s going on. An orderly and a patient are standing in the doorway, staring at something on the wall. Jane and Lisbon push past them and see a red smiley face on the concrete wall, a small envelope on the wall below it. Lisbon steps forward, following a trail of blood on the floor. As soon as she looks down the flight of stairs, she recoils in disgust, crying out, ?Oh, my god, Jeremy?? As she turns away, Jane pulls her into his arms, putting her back to the scene, and giving him a full view of the mangled corpse on the landing below. He tears the envelope off the wall before pulling Lisbon out into the hallway, away from Jeremy?s body. He finds an empty gurney nearby and has Lisbon sit down, instructing her to take deep breaths. After a few minutes, Lisbon has calmed down enough to focus back to the present. She takes the envelope from Jane and reads it. ?Agent Lisbon, CBI? Lisbon rips it open and unfolds the letter inside.
Dear miss Lisbon,
I feel this is an unfortunate situation and apologize for any trauma I may have caused you in this series of events. I fear that by coming to your rescue, I have compromised my safety and needed to correct my mistake. Though it was a bit unwise of me to meet you face to face, I believe our mutual friend, mister Jane, is in too fragile a state for more tragedy to befall him at this time. I hope that you never remember the events of last evening for fear that we may have to meet one last time. Please wish him well for me..  CODE RED Part 4
?Oh, my...,? is all Lisbon could manage as she hands the letter to Patrick. He reads it and sits down next to her. ?That bastard??Jane responds, also speechless. They sit there in silence as the world whizzes by, knowing that they were the two responsible for the series of events that lead up to this moment. Lisbon lets a single tear escape before turning to look at Jane. Jane has been sitting there, reliving his Red John encounters, and turns when he notices Lisbon looking at him. ?I want to get this cold-blooded bastard, I want to get him and kill him, slowly,? he tells her.

?It?ll be easier if you know what he looks like,? Lisbon responds.

?Yeah, but our only witness is?.dead,? he answers softly.

?You?ve used hypnotism for memory recall before, haven?t you?? she asks.

Jane looks at her stunned by the words that came out of her mouth, ?I thought you didn?t see anything??

?I?ve been on narcotics ever since, I didn?t even remember getting shot, when I woke up. We?ll never know until we try, and everyday Red John is out there means more bodies?? Lisbon responds, feeling that Jane will never let her live this down. She slips off the gurney and he follows. Van Pelt takes notice but, unsure what they are up to, says nothing to Cho as Lisbon and Jane enter the stairwell on the opposite end of the hall. Jane leads the way down the stairs and that is when Lisbon notices the blood, ?Patrick,? she says pausing as he turns back to look at her, ?Your head?The back of your head is bleeding.? He pulls a handkerchief out of his jacket and dabs the back of his head, wincing as it makes contact. He pulls it away and looks at the saturated cloth. ?First my MP3, then my head, you?re 2 for 2 today, Lisbon?? he mutters, just loud enough for her to hear among the echoes of footsteps.

They come out on the first floor of the hospital, the trauma ward. Lisbon looks away as Jane grabs a box of gauze and some icepacks off a shelf. ?Instead of playing doctor, you should get that checked out, head trauma can be serious,? she informs him when they meet up again outside. Jane pretends to not hear her, so Lisbon walks up to a paramedic about to get back into his rig, ?I?ll give you $50 to watch this guy for a few hours,? she tells him.

The paramedic looks at her, ?you?re kidding me, right? I?ve got better things to do than look after your boyfriend.?

Jane steps forward, reaches into Lisbon?s pocket and pulls out her badge, showing it to the paramedic, ?My ?girlfriend? will kick your ass if you don?t do what she says, trust me I know. Don?t let her short stature and her injured shoulder fool you.? Lisbon turns to yell at Jane, but he continues, ?Besides, she could arrest you for attempting to drive an automobile under the influence, and then you?d still be hanging out with us, but you?d also be out of a job?.Now you are going to say, 'Hi my name is Randy and I?ll be your driver today'.?
Randy hesitates, but seeing the look on Lisbon?s face, concedes, ?Hi, my name is Randy and I?ll be your driver today?..but what about my partner?? he asks pointing to a young woman walking out of the building. Lisbon and Jane look at each other , Lisbon answers, ?Well none of us can drive?if she asks, this is official CBI business.?

?Hey Carla, we?ve got another run to make,? Randy yells, waving her over. When she gets there he introduces everyone, ?We are supposed to keep an eye on this guy for the CBI, he messed up his head in the explosion.?

?I call shotgun,? Jane chants with a smile before catching Lisbon?s glare, ?you need to get your shoulder fixed up, and I don?t think Randy here would mind helping you out, though it?ll sadden him to know you?re wearing a pastel yellow camisole under that, too.? Lisbon shakes her head at Jane?s statement before following Randy into the back of the ambulance. Jane gets in, up front, and lets a squeal of glee escape as he sees all the buttons.

Before Carla starts the engine, she puts some of the gauze on Patrick?s head and gently puts an icepack on top. ?See Lisbon, that?s how it?s supposed to work, be nice to the injured person?not break their MP3 player!?

?Can you shut up about that stupid thing; you got hurt after I broke it!?

?So you admit it, you were the one who broke it??

?If you shut up, I?ll buy you a new one?

?Okay,? Patrick now turns his attention to Carla, ?You hear how mean she is? She treats me like this all the time, even when I give her everything she wants??

?Patrick!-?Lisbon is getting very impatient.

?Okay, maybe not everything?..she?s been wanting a Jamaican Lover?s Getaway, but work is just-?



?Dude, you need to shut up, you should know by now not to piss off your old lady,? Randy adds

?Oh my god, Jane, look what you started!?
After a few minutes of silence they pull into the CBI parking lot. Randy and Carla grab their bags, strap them to the gurney, and follow Jane and Lisbon into the building. ?Do we really need all of this?? Lisbon asks as they go through security.

?If anything happens its easier to have it with us than having to come back to get it all,? Carla replies. 
After getting through security Jane decides to take a seat on the gurney. Randy, who is pushing it, doesn?t mind but Lisbon holds back her opinion.

?So how did you know she was wearing a yellow tank top?? Randy asks.

Jane smirks, ?I?m psychic.? Lisbon shoots him another look, but also wonders. ?Okay fine, I was the one who picked out her outfit, you should see the fun stuff she has in the bottom left-?

Lisbon clenches her fist as she turns around, ?Patrick Jane, you are the most infuriating person I have ever met. What the hell were you doing in my house??

?What?? I volunteered. You didn?t have anything to wear, your other jacket and shirt were evidence. I really liked that jacket, too, it was like a tough-guy jacket?.Besides, I wanted to see if you really had a dozen cats?.but nope, only that one. Oh, he was hungry so I fed him, but then I got hungry, so I ate some of your ice cream. Do you really need two gallons of ice cream?...Then I checked your messages, your dentist called about filling that cavity, tsk, tsk?.?

Lisbon massaged her temple muttering, ?My gun is in evidence, my gun is in evidence??

They finally get to the office; Lisbon goes to get herself a cup of coffee as Jane finds his way to his couch. When she gets back, ?Can we get this over with, preferably before I lose all sense of sanity??

?You need to relax first, hypnosis requires total relaxation. You shouldn?t stress out so much??

Lisbon holds her tongue and decides, instead, to offer Randy and Carla some coffee.

?Want some coffee?? Randy asks Patrick, who just waves him off. Randy follows Carla and Lisbon to the coffee machine.

?Is he always like this, because if not, then he could definitely have brain trauma?? Carla asks, sipping some of her coffee.

?Oh, he is always like this, and I mean always!? Lisbon groans, ?He is always playing one of his games, screwing with people, driving nails into my coffin??

?Then why do you work with him?? Carla asks.

?Because he gets results,? Lisbon replies, ?We solve nearly every case he works on??

??at the cost of your sanity??Randy chimes in, getting a look from both women. ?Let?s not beat a dead horse, ladies. I mean he seems like a nice guy, a few issues, but nice?.Besides, if he pisses you off so much, why you letting the guy hypnotize you, aren?t you afraid he?ll try something??

?Not when he?s focused on catching the man who murdered his wife and daughter??Lisbon closes the conversation and starts to head back to the office. Carla and Randy look at each other in the awkward silence and follow Lisbon.

?Hey Jane, can we get this started?? Lisbon asks while putting down her coffee. After she gets no response she looks up at the couch to make sure he?s still there. ?Jane, come on, don?t pretend you?re asleep?? She approaches Jane, getting irritated again. She shakes his shoulder, but gets no response.

?Patrick?? she shouts with no response, causing Carla and Randy to rush over.

?He?s not moving air,? Carla states and then rushes to the gurney and pulls it over. She drops the bags on the floor before she and Randy move Jane onto the gurney. Randy pulls out a face mask and begins pumping oxygen into Patrick as Carla conjures a small heart monitor and hooks Jane up to it.
?He has a faint pulse,? Carla reassures Lisbon as she puts an IV in Jane?s arm. She attaches a saline bag to the IV and injects meds into it. The faint pulse gets a little bit stronger, but not much as they roll out of the office. Lisbon looks back at the couch as they leave, noticing the blood where Patrick?s head had been. She pushes all thoughts aside as she quickens her pace to keep up with the paramedics.

?What happened?? she asks as they enter the elevator, Randy still squeezing the bag every few seconds.

?Its probably his brain swelling, he should have been checked out as soon as this happened,? Carla responds.

?Patrick Jane doesn?t do anything he doesn?t want to do?? Lisbon replies as the doors open on the first floor.

They wheel Jane past the shocked security guard and load him into the ambulance. Randy and Lisbon hop into the back with Jane, once again leaving Carla to the driving. As she pulls out of the parking lot, she turns on the lights and sirens. Carla then grabs the radio to inform the hospital that they are en route.

?Hey, Agent Lisbon!? Randy yells over the sirens to get her attention. She turns to him, he can tell she?s still in shock from the situation, ?Agent Lisbon, I need you to take over bagging for a minute?.just squeeze this bag every few seconds,? he takes her hand and puts it on the 
bag. He repeats, ?Every few seconds,? before turning to search for some supplies.

Randy quickly acquires the necessary supplies and repositions himself at Jane?s head. He empties two syringes into Jane?s IV, waits a few seconds, and then brushes Lisbon?s hand and the bag aside. He shifts Jane?s head slightly before inserting the laryngoscope into Jane?s mouth. ?Carla, smooth it a bit,? he yells, they slow down a bit, giving him the opportunity to slide the ET tube in place. He removes the laryngoscope and grabs the bag from Lisbon. He removes the face mask and attaches the bag to the tube. He checks the placement of the tube with his stethoscope before securing it in place.

He continues bagging Jane as he says to Lisbon, ?I?ve done all I can do to help him right now, I gave him drugs to help the brain swelling and drugs to help keep his heart beating but he is going to need major surgery, and with that comes no guarantee?? He stops as they pull into the ambulance bay of the hospital and the back doors swing open.  

Lisbon follows closely as the doctor and paramedics push Jane into the hospital. The doctor tells them that Patrick will be heading straight to the surgical ward. They load into the elevator and come out on the surgical floor, down the hall from where Minelli and the team are still investigating.

?He?s crashing,? announces the doctor as the heart monitor sounds its alarm. Van Pelt, Cho, and Minelli all look up in time to catch a glimpse of Jane before he is pushed through the doors into a restricted area. Lisbon is still standing there as the doors swing shut and the gang runs over to inquire.

?Now you really have killed him!? Van Pelt cries. They look through the glass on the door and watch as the doctor stops the gurney to shock Jane. She shakes her head in dismay before she notices her audience. She pushes the gurney through another door, until they are out of sight.
?God damn you, Patrick Jane,? Lisbon says to herself as she takes a seat on the floor against the wall. She takes a second to compose herself a little, ?How is Rigsby doing?? She tries to divert from the issue at hand.

?They say he?ll be okay; he should regain full use of his hand with minimal scarring,? Van Pelt responds, kneeling down next to Lisbon. 

?What happened??

?I really don?t want to talk about this right now,? Lisbon responds, getting up to move to a quieter place.

?Well I want to know what the hell happened to him!? yells Minelli, pushing Lisbon over the edge.

?You want to know what happened?? she yells back, ?I broke his MP3 player?I broke his MP3 player and then I broke him. I smashed his head open! I let him talk me into something stupid and I might have even gotten him killed!!! That?s what happened!!!!? She storms down the hallway, not noticing that every single person is staring at her.

She wanders the hallways for a while until she finds a quiet corridor and an empty room. She turns on the light and closes the door behind her. Lisbon then walks over to the sink to splash water on her face. She looks at herself in the mirror and realizes how tired she is, she hasn?t gotten very much sleep in the past few days.

She closes her eyes, trying to rid her mind of the past few days but all she can think about is Jeremy and Patrick, and all that blood?She opens her eyes as she gets nauseous and has barely enough time to grab the wastebasket before she vomits. She rinses her mouth with water, before making her way to the bed. She puts her badge on the bedside table and lays down, pulling the blanket up to her neck. This time the tears start flowing and she does nothing to stop them.
CODE RED Part 10, Final scenes
***Now Patrick is in the operating room, obviously still alive, lying on his stomach. The camera starts out zoomed in to the tube in his mouth. As it zooms out it shows his shaven head and the surgeons working on the back of it. They remove several quarter sized pieces before we fade out?..***

COMMERCIAL (I decided that this episode would be presented with limited commercial interruptions for a better flow {aka: I forgot to write them in and am too lazy to go back} so yeah?.)

***The scene fades in to a sunny hospital room several days later; Patrick is lying on the bed, the back of his head is bandaged. Lisbon has nodded off in a chair next to the bed. Rigsby is sitting on the couch, in a hospital gown and with his entire arm bandaged, eating Jell-o. Van Pelt is helping him with his food. Cho is sitting at a table and has a bunch of papers in front of him that he is working on. ***

?It?s been three days, when is he gonna wake up?? Rigsby asks aloud to no one in particular between bites of Jell-o.

Van Pelt holds back the spoon, ?Its not helping that you ask every five minutes if he?s going to wake up.? She lowers her voice so Lisbon doesn?t hear, ?at least he?s breathing on his own?he was pretty bad off, just give him some time??

Patrick stirs a bit, drawing everybody?s attention. Van Pelt and Rigsby get up and move closer waking Lisbon. Rigsby stands next to the bed, leaning in a bit to watch for any movement. He reaches out his good hand to poke Patrick.

?BOO!!? Patrick opens his eyes and startles Rigsby.

?Holy Crap, man!!!? Rigsby recoils knocking into Van Pelt. Cho gets up and comes over to the bed.

?You?re awake!? exclaims Van Pelt with a smile as she pushes past Rigsby to give Patrick a light hug.

?How long have you been conscious?? Cho asks.

?A few hours or so?.does it really matter. I?m hungry; can we get some burgers or something??

?Sorry, I have paperwork to do, but have fun,? Cho responds, grabbing his papers and heading to the door, ?Happy to hear you?re okay.?

?Why does he have paperwork and none of you do?? Patrick inquires, grabbing Lisbon?s phone off the bedside table and dialing a number covering the mouthpiece as he puts it to his ear.

?Well,? answers Van Pelt, ?Rigsby is on medical leave, Lisbon is on medical leave and one month suspension for what happened to you, and I?m on a one month suspension for my knowledge of what happened to you??

?I guess I should apologize-hold on a minute,? he uncovers the mouthpiece, ?Yes, can I get six burgers delivered to the hospital across the street,? he covers the mouthpiece, ?where?s my wallet?? Van Pelt retrieves it from a bag on the floor and hands it to him, he opens it, looks inside and gets back to the phone call, ??Yeah, plus four drinks and fries?.Okay, They?ll be here in ten minutes?...Okay, just look for the guy in a hospital gown?.Oh, yeah, um he has a bandaged arm. He?ll be with the church girl?..okay, yeah $24.81, got it. Bye.? Lisbon extends her hand and he places the phone in it. He then grabs his wallet and pulls out a $50, he handed it to a wide-eyed Rigsby and returns Van Pelts scowl with a smile.

Van Pelt and Rigsby depart, leaving Lisbon and Jane alone. ?Look, Theresa,? he puts her off guard using her first name, ?I?m sorry, I probably should have listened to you??

She doesn't say anything as she reached down into a bag and pulls out a small box, she tosses it on his lap. ?Now we?re even?? she remarks.
?Is it a puppy?? Jane jokes as he picks it up and shakes it.

?Just open it?? Lisbon replies.

He takes the top of the box off and smiles as he sees what?s inside. He smiles as he turns it towards her, ?It?s a new MP3 player!!....Oh, and it?s pink!!?

He pulls the hot pink MP3 player out of the box, ?It was the only color they had,? she declares with a smirk.

?Oh, the color is lovely; it?ll go well with my golden locks!? He sees the smirk fade from Lisbon?s face. He pulls the blankets off and walks over to the mirror on the wall. Other than the bandage on the back of his head, his head was totally bare. He turns on his heels and looks back at her, ?What did you do to me???? he yells and then slips to the floor and starts laughing which throws Lisbon way off guard.

?What the hell are you laughing at?? She says as she goes to help him up. 

?I?m just thinking about the fact that I almost didn?t get out of bed this morning?I mean, well whatever morning it was?I would have never gotten so infuriated meaning we wouldn?t have been handcuffed together. I wouldn?t have been at the hospital when Jeremy went missing, so you-I wouldn?t have cracked my head open, followed along with your crazy idea, or ever lost my hair!!?

?Too bad you couldn?t have seen it coming?? She tries to help to help him up, slips and joins him on the floor. Patrick smiles as Lisbon looks at him, creating a smile on her face. ?It?s not funny,? she shoves him lightly.

?I think you just broke a few of my ribs!!? he laughs as he pushes her back.

?That?s not funny?? She tries to hold back a laugh, but fails.

Patrick puts his arm around her shoulders to balance himself as they start laughing harder, a laugh of defeat and at small victory and irony?.when the world has you beat.

***Starts to fade out, but holds the conversation***

After several minutes, Jane sobers up enough to chime an idea, ?I say the team needs a vacation after all of this?.A friend of mine has a beach house free for use in San Diego, right on the water. You, Van Pelt, Rigsby, me, and maybe even Cho, we could all go relax for a month. I mean we have nothing to do for an entire month?.6 bedrooms, 3 bath, spa nearby?.?

***roll the credits, season finale?.they rest up, grow hair back, and are all spiffy for the new season!!!***

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