*This is an alternate ending to the realizations story, several people (over 50) sent me requests for this. It involves character Almost- DEATH don't like? Then don't read. Also taking Mentalist story requests from all.
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As Lisbon was applying pressure to the stab wound Grace had taken one of the wash clothes, dipped it in water and was gently brushing Patrick's forehead hoping to rouse him from his pain-induced slumber. The response was almost immediate as he let out a pain-filled groan and his eye lids began to flutter.
Grace switched places with Lisbon and pressed down firmly continuing the pressure on the wound. Lisbon began talking to Jane in a soothing voice "Jane… Can you open your eyes for me?"
After what seemed like ages though in reality was only a matter of seconds Jane opened his eyes and looked up at her, He asked her a question "Am I in Heaven? Because I'm already seeing angels.
"She smiled down at him with tears in her eyes "Shh just take it easy." She told him gently. " The ambulance should be here soon. She looked over at the Chapel doorway and was not happy when she saw Rigsby shaking his head that the ambulance wasn't here yet.
"Theresa if, *cough* I don't make it I just want you to…." he began.
"You stop it right there Jane, you'll make it! After all this we've made it this far."
" Damnit where the hell is that ambulance?" She cursed allowed
Jane knew in his head that he didn't have much time left, Red John had hit right were he wanted to, Jane's kidney and despite the constant pressure on the wound he could feel the life slowly draining out of him.
He knew that Theresa could tell he wasn't going to make it, but she did the same thing he had done after his wife died. Doubt it. He doubted just as Lisbon was now that this had even happened, he had hoped that it was just a horrible, horrible dream that he would wake up from at any minute.
His body began shivering, the final signs of shock registering as his body began to shut down and with his final breath he whispered "I love you."
She turned to him horrified. "Patrick?" she yelled. "No oh God no Patrick please! You can't do this to me! PATRICK!" She started CPR in vain trying to bring him back.
VanPelt went to put her hand on Theresa's shoulder to tell her there was nothing more she could do, but Theresa stopped on her own and broke down on Jane's chest sobbing. As Grace tried to console her it was then that she realized that she could hear it-- though it was feint she could make out the distant thumping of a heart.
"He's alive!." Lisbon exclaimed. "Honey, there's no way…" VanPelt began but then she noticed the barely present rising and falling of Jane's chest. There was hope. She told Cho to quickly call 911 and see where the hell the ambulance was.
It was then that he was told the Ambulance wouldn't make it for another 10 minutes for it'd been at an accident scene several miles away.
"There's no time to waste." Rigsby said, taking charge. "We'll have to take him to the hospital in my SUV, it'll be risky but we have no choice." Everyone agreed and it was decided that the team would ride in the SUV and the others would follow.
He carefully slipped an arm under Jane's arms and one under Jane's knees and lifted him gently from the ground. He carried him to the back of his waiting SUV and crawled in. As soon as everyone had gotten in, Cho stepped on the gas pedal and the SUV roared down the road.
Jane's breathing became even more labored so Grace, and Theresa took alternating turns assisting Jane with his respirations. The hospital had been notified by Cho, so they had a team of doctors on standby with a room, and a supply of much needed blood.
Upon arrival several orderlies opened the door to the SUV and transferred Jane swiftly albeit, slowly to the gurney and took off with him.
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It seemed like days later when in reality it'd been only 4 hours when the head doctor came out He looked around the crowded waiting room and called out "I'm here for the family of Patrick Jane?"
Almost everyone in the room stood up at once but Lisbon pushed her way through the people. "He's my husband." She said while nervously wringing her hands.
The doctor took one good look at the wedding dress with blood smeared almost everywhere and knew she was telling the truth. He gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze
"Then if you'll follow me this way Mrs. Jane, we can discuss your husbands condition with a little more privacy." He told her.
" Okay but these three…" she motioned towards Rigsby, VanPelt and Cho "Are coming with us."
He led the small group to his office. "I'm not going to lie to you Mrs. Jane, it was touch and go for awhile. We almost lost him twice on the table, it took some time to get the new blood circulating. We had to close up the wound with several stitches and repair the damage that had been done to his kidney. He will need to be on dialyses but in the next week if all tests are good then he should be able to come off." He finished.
She looked at him waiting to see if he was finished " So that's all?" she asked.
The doctor let out a chuckle in spite of the situation "I'd hope so." he said.
"That's not what I meant" Lisbon said blushing "I mean he's going to be ok?"
"Barring any complications, I think he'll make a full recovery. We've moved him to a room in ICU for tonight so you're welcome to come up with me to see him." The doctor said.
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After everyone had the left the hospital at Lisbon's insistence it was just her and Jane sitting in his room.
He had come around only briefly and thrashing about on the bed, he tried to remove the oxygen mask that was obstructing his mouth.
Lisbon had consoled him and told him to keep it on, it was there to help him.
He had fallen asleep shortly after. "Now this…" she told him while stroking his cheek "is how it's supposed to end."
Well it took so long for me to realize I'm such a lucky man, I try to be a stronger man I remember all the things I've been through I'd like to thank you for the times that you have been with me I'm a lucky man, I try to be a stronger man I remember all the things I've been through It's right here in the moonlight... I'm a lucky man, I try to be a stronger man
That my destiny was right before my eyes
If it were up to me to travel through this life
I'd find an open space for me to live out all my dreams
I shed a tear or two but that don't make me a weaker man
It's made me a better man, I've given all I can
To a world that sometimes thinks that I'm a lesser man
Gave myself to all those people I once knew
I'm such a lucky man
I hope it meant as much to you to share these memories
There's a guiding light that always seems to shine on me
If I did it again I'd be happy 'til the end
I shed a tear or two but that don't make me a weaker man
It's made me a better man, I've given all I can
To a world that sometimes thinks that I'm a lesser man
Gave myself to all those people I once knew
I'm such a lucky man
I shed a tear or two but that don't make me a weaker man
It's made me a better man, I've given all I can
To a world that sometimes thinks that I'm a lesser man
I'm a lucky man