Title: I don't know you, do you know me?

Rating: T


Characters: Jane/Lisbon, Cho, Red John


Disclaimer: Mmm... Can I choose to study 'How to be Bruno Heller and own The Mentalist' in college?

Summary: They found Red John.


Spoilers: 2x08 His right red hand


Notes: Jello-Forever January Challenge; Prompt: New Beginnings

Chapter Two

At the hospital

Lisbon jumped to her feet the moment she saw that the operation's light was off. She had been staring unblinkingly at the light from the moment Jane was wheeled into the operating theatre. The rest of the team also crowded around the doctor that came out.

"How is he, doctor?" she asked worriedly.

"He had successfully survived this major operation, though this slash was no abrasion, and the force of it had managed to fracture his seventh and tenth rib and grate a few others, which will take a long time to mend. Also, when he fell, he had unfortunately hit his head against what happened to be a floor tile integrated with diamonds, hence he had quite a serious concussion, which will most probably result in post-traumatic amnesia that is often transient, but may be permanent." the doctor told them, and walked away.

Unable to take the information, Lisbon backed to a wall where she slid down to her knees and cried. The team, who never seen the boss like this before, exchanged worries looks, and Van Pelt knelt down to comfort her.

"Boss, Jane will be fine..."

"I was the one that caused him to be like that, I allowed him to go after Red John, I harmed him..." her voice came out in a harsh whisper, ridden with self-imposed guilt.

Everyone went silent. Their boss, their ever so righteous boss that required everything to be legal and professional, actually bypassed regulations and allow their consultant- the man so bent on hellish revenge- to kill Red John, but their emotions kicked in. Their boss, and Jane were known for lighting a torch for each other. They might not have said it, but both have been developing romantic feelings for the other, and the sign were, to be honest- pretty obvious. How could they think about regulations now when Lisbon is already filled with sadness?

"Lisbon," Van Pelt said, "Its not your fault, and, if you don't pull yourself together, you would not be able to take care of Jane, he'll need your help."

"Yeah, boss, you've gotta stay healthy for him." Rigsby added

After telling them that she'll be alright in weak tones, they left her to go home, each trying to seek some solace and sleep in the warmth of their bed, so as to be able to cope with what happened today.

"Patrick... why did I let you do this? I am so sorry..." Lisbon said to him from outside his room, looking through the glass at the bandage-wrapped man who, just a few hours ago was flashing his million-watt smile that made her heart leap with joy.

A month later

He laid on the hospital bed, just as they had laid him there a month before. A petite brunette, like every other day, was resting her head on his bedside. Just a minute ago, he would have been comatose. That was a minute ago. The man named Patrick Jane, as said on the room door, started to open his eyes. They flickered open slowly, helping him to take in his surroundings. As his body went through a reflex action, his right fingers twitched, jerking awake the light sleeper at his bedside.

"Jane!" Lisbon shouted, voice full of relief as the man she loved so much finally awoken.

"Doctor! He woke!" she yelled running out of the room.

The doctor came in to check on him, and considering that he would be mentally awake too, questioned him to see the extent of the serious concussion.

"Mr. Jane, can you hear me?"

"Yeah." he replied in husky tones, voice unused for a month.

"Do you know where you are?"

"Hospital,doctor. Shouldn't you know it?"

Lisbon's heart was overjoyed. Him, Patrick Jane, finally woke up after such a long time. And he seemed to be alright.

"Yeah doctor, do you know who this lady is?", he flashed his million- watt smile at Lisbon." And where's my wife?"

As her heart slowly grew to fear what had happened, Lisbon stopped smiling. He doesn't know who I am?