Hostage

"Hey has anyone seen Jane?" said Lisbon as she noticed that the consultant was not on his usual perch.

"No sorry boss." Replied Cho as he looked up from his 'so called' work.

Van Pelt picked up the phone. Not really expect it to be anything important. They hadn't had a case in over a week and for Jane that was a pain. For the rest of them, it was as good as have a day off.

"CBI," she said as she answered the phone.

"I want to talk to agent Lisbon NOW."

"Who is this?"

Everyone then looked at Van Pelt.

"Your worst nightmare, now hand over the phone."

Van Pelt handed over the phone to her boss, worry formed in the pit of her stomach.

"Hello"

"Ah agent Lisbon I presume?"

"Yes," she replied.

"I have a hostage here who you are familiar with." The man paused "why don't you put me on speaker phone."

Lisbon did and now the rest of the team were part of this bizarre conversation.

"Who do you have?"

"Say hi." The man said, obviously to the hostage.

"Lisbon," said a voice weakly.

Lisbon's heart dropped.

"Jane," she said under her breath "What have you done to him?"

"Well Mr Jane here did not make it easy for me." The voice paused "he gave me no choice, I shot him. But don't worry, you have a while to comply to my wishes."

"You shot him?"

"Calm down agent Lisbon, its only a shoulder shot. But every moment you don't do what I say, Mr Jane's state will depreciate. So I strongly advise that you do what I say. In fact, just to make my point clear."

Suddenly Jane began to yell in agony. Lisbon flinched at the sound.

"Stop, please stop." She begged and the man laughed.

"You hear that Patrick, she just begged me to stop hurting you. How sweet."

"What do you want from us?"

"There will be a package arriving later today. Inside will be a dvd with instructions on what to do."

"Speak to you soon agent Lisbon."

Then the phone line went dead.

"Is there any way that we can trace that call?"

"I will get on it now boss." Said Van Pelt as she turned to her computer, trying to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes. She had never heard anyone in so much pain. The worst part was that she knew who it was.

"I need to be alone for a while." Said Lisbon as she walked off to her office. The feelings she felt at that moment were alien to her.

Jane was supposed to be safe, a consultant was hardly a dare devil job. But now she realised, nothing to do with this line of work was safe. Nothing.

9

Four hours later the package arrived, Van Pelt slid the DVD into her computer and they stood in shock as they saw a bloody Jane tied to a chair. His chin rested against he chest, his hair matted down with blood.

"Jane," Lisbon said, barely a whisper.

A strong hand grabbed Jane's hair and pulled Jane's head up to that it was facing the camera. The look in Jane's eyes was heart breaking. Blood coated the left side of his face.

You have exactly four hours to get my ten thousand pounds or Mr Jane here will meet a tragic end. Then man pulled out a gun and shot Jane in the leg. Jane screamed on agony. Van Pelt flinched at the sound and struggled to keep her eyes on the screen.

"Oops," said the man as he jokingly placed his hand over his mouth "Better hurry. "

"Son of a bitch." Shouted Jane, venom dripped from his words.

The man hit Jane hard in the stomach and then turned off the camera.

"What are we going to do?" asked Rigsby as he gave Van Pelt a concerned look.

"Van Pelt are you any closer to tracing that call?"

"I think I might." She paused "The guy doesn't seem to have done anything to cover up his call. This guy is no professional. He is probably desperate and has now turned to desperate measures."

"Well that makes me feel no better." Stated Lisbon, the image of a beaten Jane torturing her mind.

Hehehehe I have had this idea for a while and I felt like I had to write it. So if you don't like Jane wumping then don't read. Please review xx