So this be the end. It's very short, I know. But I thought it got the message across rather nicely.

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Epilogue

The ringing slowly turned into the obnoxious tone of my alarm, shaking me from my hazy dream, and I rubbed my forehead feeling groggy. The instant I opened my eyes, all memory of my dream left. The soft sunlight illuminated my familiar and comfortable room.

Was I drinking last night? When I thought about it, I found I didn't even remember leaving my office. And I had no headache that usually followed a night of drinking. My sinuses felt clogged, but that was about it. I didn't always get hangovers, but even I knew it was unusual not to have one if I drank enough to black out. And even more unusual was I didn't remember deciding to drink.

Woah, talk about deja vu. This all feels way too familiar.

I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes with one hand and using the other as a support on my bed. I scrunched the fabric that rested underneath. It felt familiar, but it definitely didn't belong on my bed.

And there it was, I recognized it immediately.

Jane's vest was lying there next to me in my bed.

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Confused? I hope so. I was going for that. Because, I thought we could all go for something a bit more fun. A game, as it were. The first person to (Private Message) the correct guess as to what in the heck they think just happened, I will write a Mentalist fic for them with whatever prompt they so choose. Of course it has to be within the rules of the site, but I should hope that goes without saying. Who knows, maybe I wasn't so sneaky in my clues, I hope I was, though ;) So don't be shy! Make a guess!

*!* Congratulations to phoenixmagic1 for being the first to send me the correct answer! I'll reveal the answer to the rest of you in the fic I write for the winna! *!*