so here is another chapter. sorry it took so long! but here you are. :) enjoy! ~ FlamingRose

"Teresa!" I cried. I reached out to her again. I had to try. Just one touch, that's all. I used what strength I had left to reach her. I could tell she did too. I had finally reached her. the familiar tingling was there. All at once I felt a sharp pain enter my chest. In a heartbeat I was on the cold ground, the wind knocked out of me, and Red John backing up quickly to the back staircase.

"Jane!" I heard her yell, "Jane!" I wanted to go to her, but I couldn't. I just couldn't. there was no way I could get up from this blow.

"Patrick!" she cried in desperation. Patrick? Had she ever used my first name? I took a deep breath and stood up, though my head was spinning and my vision was failing me. I took a few steps and stumbled. She had nothing left, no drive. This was the worst I had seen her and I didn't like it. It pained me more than the gash in my side. I kept staggering slowly towards Red John, hoping to reach her before she left completely. I didn't know what that last injection had been, but I knew it was nothing good.

"CBI!" Cho called from behind Red John with his gun drawn. Red John swung around with Lisbon obstructing his shot. His foot shot out towards Cho knocking him down the steps and tossed Lisbon to the side. I wasn't too far to catch her, but only to stagger down to the ground after doing so. I laid her down gently.

"Patrick," she whispered.

"I'm right here," I told her softly, stroking her hair, not that I could do much being in the state I was in.

"Patrick, I love you." She barely whispered to me, and then she was gone. Just like that. No warning, no chance to respond. I stroked her cheek with the back of my hand that wasn't stained with blood.

Oh if only you knew Teresa Lisbon I thought. I had no power over my mouth to say anything. I was just in complete shock. She loved me. She looked like she was fading fast. Consciousness was already lost, but what about her life? was it far behind?

"Jane!" I looked up to be met by Van Pelt's worried face.

"Grace," I said weakly. She walked quickly towards me.

"The ambulance isn't far," she said. She looked at my pained face and down at Lisbon, her boss and mentor. Her eyes widened in shock and fear. She saw the injection site, not that it was hard to miss. It was already bruising and in the fight Lisbon had put out against Red John she had torn her sleeve. She felt for a pulse, and measured its strength anxiously.

"She's not dead Grace," I said softly, easing her mind. She exhaled in relief. She looked at me, at my side and her brow furrowed further in concern.

"Jane, lie down, you've lost way too much blood already. Don't make it worse." She gently guided me down next to Lisbon. She took her own jacket off and pressed it to my wound just as Lisbon had done before. I took shallow breaths not being able to manage much else.

"Just hold on, we'll get help for you. Hold on." I heard her say. Her voice was fading. I heard the ambulances coming closer. I heard men murmuring as they came up the steps, and no matter how much Grace had told me to hold on, I just couldn't anymore and everything was dark.

sorry it was so short, but i have another one coming. maybe i will update twice in one day. :) don't forget to tell me all the things you liked or disliked. let me know what you think. :)