Run

Chapter 1

"Jane. Jane come on wake up!"

Lisbon urges him awake but when Jane opens his eyes the attic lights are still off so he dismisses Lisbon as just a dream.

"Please!"

The desperate plea snaps him back to his senses, a red flag going up, and Jane instantly gets out of bed.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

Lisbon's hand reaches out for his in the dark and clutches it as if for dear life.

"It's the CBI. Minnelli, Bertram, every higher power is convinced you are Red John!"

"What?"

"We have to go! Our team is giving us a way out-this is our only chance!"

Light floods the attic as she opens the door and rushes out with him right behind her!

Jane wakes up with a start to find himself on Lisbon's couch in her office with the tiny agent nestled in his arms fast asleep. He tries to move without disturbing her but she mumbles a complaint and opens her dreary emerald eyes still half way asleep.

"You're sleeping with me."

He teases which causes her to get up.

"Don't think about it to much."

"Teresa loves me!"

He practically sings.

Lisbon blushes deep red as she tries to focus on her paperwork.

"I do not! Besides, you were having a nightmare."

Jane sits up on the couch and is about to get some tea when his hand feels something wet on the couch, and to his horror its blood, her blood. He watches as she gets her things together and begins to leave.

"Wait."

"Hm?"

Jane takes advantage of this situation and takes her by surprise as he wraps his arms underneath her jacket and around her waste to see if she's hurt.

The lower part of Lisbon's back is slowly bleeding through her shirt and caking it with blood. Lisbon panics and immediately pushes him away, zipping up her jacket afterwards.

"What was that for!?"

That's when she notices the blood on his hands, an anxiety attack begins to take over.

"Lisbon-"

"No! Don't ask questions, this never happened okay?"

What? He's never seen her this way before.

"Please let me help you!"

"No! Go away!"

His damaged angel runs away from him and for the first time in Jane's life he doesn't understand what's going on with her.

Going to the restroom he washes the blood off his hands watching it pool and then spiral down the drain. Someone hurt her, but who? They slept together last night, shouldn't he have found out then?

Jane closes his eyes and concentrates, trying to recall what's happened in the past week but he can't. It's blocked as if...no...has he been drugged?

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Just trying it out to see if its a good idea for a story or not. Actually I think I can make this work! I just need someone to vote so I'll get the boost to write chapter 2!