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A/N: Hi everyone! I have for you the last instalment of Dreams in Red. I hope you have enjoyed this as much as I have. For the last time for this story-enjoy!

Dreams in Red -11

Teresa blew through the door her gun raised as she entered the house. Her team close behind her as she scanned the area cautiously with her eyes.

"Everyone fan out." she ordered.

Her team obeyed, as they parted Lisbon made her way into the kitchen her heart pounding in her chest her mouth surprisingly dry. She didn't want to find him dead she prayed over and over again that she wouldn't find him dead, he meant a lot more to her than she realized and that in it self frightened her the most. She was always told separate your emotions from each case that you do or else your judgment will be clouded.

She peered around the corner into a hall it was dark the moonlight splotched the wall here and there in an eerie pattern she heard footsteps quickly pressing herself against the wall she waited. Gripping her nine mill tightly she revealed herself but quickly lowered it as she faced Cho; she let out a breath leading the way. Meanwhile, Grace opened the doors of each room on the next landing while Rigby entered the living room. He froze as he saw droplets of blood near the couch, licking his lips nervously he swung around but found no one there. Grace opened the door to the master bed room and froze as she saw the red face on the wall, flicking on the light she found a fresh blood staining the carpet. Swallowing down her fear she turned back head down the stairs where she met Wayne.

"Anything?" he asked.

"I found a small amount of blood on the carpet in the master bed room."

Rigsby frowned. "There was some in the living room as well."

Grace shared a look of disapproval continuing there search.

Teresa stopped in her tracks at the sliding door a few feet away from them a bloody hand print smeared on it. She nodded at Cho pushing open the door they stepped out into the backyard as they turned the corner they both raised their guns at the suspect and the consultant. The pool water reflecting the light from the sensor on the house.

"Back off detective or I'll put a bullet in your friend's head." the man ordered

Teresa gave an incredulous look. "Lenard."

"Don't worry agent Lisbon this will all be over soon." The mail carrier said with an evil smile.

"Lenard, put the gun down!"

The perp ran the head of his gun along the side of Jane's face. "It looks like someone does care for you deeply. Isn't that right agent Lisbon?"

"Huh, I wouldn't go as far as deeply." Jane suggested

"Shut your mouth!" the man hissed.

Lisbon glared at the brunette. "It doesn't have to end like this, come with us willingly and we can cut you a deal."

The man scoffed. "No deal, nothing you can offer me is going to help me."

"Attempted murder is better than murder in the first degree." She rationalized

"Thanks but no thanks. My life is already a pile of ashes a death sentence will make no difference. If I get jail time it would the best night's sleep I've ever gotten in years, in fact you're doing me a favour."

"This is your last warning put the gun down and let him go!" she threatened

"Agent Lisbon Mr. Jane is a sick delusional man who coned his way through life to get what he wanted. Red John did right killing his family but Red John toys with him too much. Sure I can see the fun in it but I think it's time for him to die."

Cho stepped forward. "I can take the shot." he whispered.

"No, you could risk hitting Jane." she shot back.

Jane knew that Teresa was too much of a boy scout to just shoot the guy. She didn't want to risk hitting him, he thought for a moment than made the decision for her.

Jane sighed. "I liked you Lenard but…" The consultant threw his fist up hitting the letter carrier in the face.

Lenard growled gripping Jane by the throat as they fought for the weapon. Lisbon and Cho bolted across the yard as both men tried to gain control of the situation until the worst happened. The gun went off. Both men fell into the pool, sharing a worried look the two agents dove into the cool water, Teresa kicked her feet hard reaching her friend. Grabbing him by the waist she swam back up breaking through the surface she gasped Cho appeared beside her the suspect in his grasp. Vanpelt and Rigsby ran to their aid in alarm.

"Boss!" Wayne said as he reached the pool side.

"T-Take J-Jane." Teresa sputtered as she hauled the man over to the pool edge.

Rigsby in one full swoop dragged the man to safety than helped Cho. Teresa was at Jane's side Grace did the same.

She checked him over with shaking hands as the thought of him being dead was vividly in her mind.

"Jane! Jane!" her voice trembling when she got no response. Then she relaxed as he moaned and his eyes fluttered open… "Jane are you alright?"

"Now that's face I'd like to see." he said quietly.

Both women helped Jane sit up Cho and Rigsby handcuffed the suspect as he winced in pain at his fresh injury streaking down his arm.

"C'mon Jane lets get you looked at." Teresa said as she led him around the corner of his house.

The crime scene was lit with police cars and scattered personal decorated the front of the house weapons drawn.

"Lower your weapons we've got him." Teresa ordered.

Paramedics ran over to their designated person, but before they could treat Lenard he he collapsed to the ground as a fresh bullet tore through his temple. The two agents dropped him pulling out their nine mill joining the other men as they scanned the area.

"Sniper." Cho said.

Teresa looked into the woods around her not seeing a thing. "Jane stay close.

"Lisbon."

She turned her attention in time to see him collapse on the ground. Crimson spreading across his abdomen.

"Jane!" she shrieked taking off her coat and pressing it against the wound… "Jane don't do this, please stay with me Jane." she pleaded.

His blue eyes met hers raising his right hand he cupped it against her cheek as tears welled up in her eyes. Putting protocol aside she bent down and kissed him on the lips as she parted his body went limp as he breathed his last breath.

"Jane." Jane….."

Teresa arose from the white chair at the sound of moaning where her friend lay. Coming over to his bedside. Taking hold of his hand.

"I'm here."

Jane opened his eyes squinting at the brightness of the room. He made out the faces of his colleagues blinking his vision focused.

"Cho get the doctor."

The Asian nodded, leaving the room. Teresa turned back to the consultant a soft smile on her lips.

"Hey, you're in the hospital."

"Yeah, I figured as much. The whole medicine smell and all. Very relaxing." Jane answered quietly

Rigsby and Grace shared a look. "You're sense of humour is still intact." Grace said.

Just then the doctor and Cho arrived. Dr. Kovac came to Jane's bed side.

"Hello, it's good to see you awake. How do you feel?"

"Confused, a little hungry, and…no just hungry."

"Well, I'll make sure that the nurse brings you something and as for the confusion that usually is common after a head injury and being in a coma doesn't help either."

Jane furrowed his brow. "Head injury? I thought…"

"You thought what?" Teresa asked curiously

"Never mind."

After the doctor evaluated him and everything checked out he left the room, Cho received a phone call from Hightower announcing that he, Grace, and Wayne had to get back to the CBI. Teresa smiled than it dawned on her that she was still holding his hand, embarrassed she let go but only to have him grasp it once more.

"Don't… it feels nice."

"Jane…Jane I was really worried about you and quite frankly if you didn't hit your head I would have shot you for being so reckless. What were you thinking?"

Jane thought for a moment than shrugged slightly. "I wasn't."

She gave him a look. "Just promise me in the near future you will listen to what I have to say."

"I'll try…You know I had the strangest dream."

"Really? What was it about?" she asked titling her head.

He looked at her. "I don't know I can't remember all the details and what I do remember doesn't make sense."

"Well, maybe it will come back to you." Teresa replied

"Yeah." he answered he than looked into her eyes… "You were in it, you were quite passionate couldn't let me go, you know the mushy romantic stuff. If I hadn't woken up I'd say you would have continued kissing me."

Teresa bent her head down hoping her hair would hide the heat rising in her cheeks. Jane gave his million dollar smile.

"Lisbon you're blushing."

"I am not!" she defended

"There is no need to feel embarrassed I'd imagine you'd be quite the kisser."

She let go of his hand. "Listen, I have to get back to work, you know try and catch up on the paper work you gave me."

She made her way over but paused in the door way. "Jane, I'm glad you're ok. Get better soon I need you out there."

"Will, do Lisbon. Oh and thanks."

She tilted her head. "For what?"

"Being my anchor." he said giving a sincere smile.

"Anytime." she concluded giving a smile before exiting the room.

Friendship: Relationship between friends: a relationship between two or more people who are friends

A friendship that has lasted more than 40 years for example. Or mutually friendly feelings: the mutual feelings of trust and affection and the behaviour that typify relationships between friends.

This was something that Patrick Jane wasn't accustom too. He never really had people that he could call 'Friends' except for his wife of course. Yes this was new to him, but after Dreaming such a thing. Dreaming in Red there was one person that kept him grounded and that person was Agent Teresa Lisbon. So, for the first time in along time he could call her a friend and maybe if he dared he would go as far as too say….

He loved her. And that was something he could hold on forever.

The End.

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