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When they got back to LA Patrick drove with Jason to where they where staying and decided that he would not let Jason see the bedroom as he still lived in the house where his wife and daughter had died but he had wanted to live there as a testament of what he had to do he was being made to suffer for what he had started he had angered Red John and Red John had gone after his family.
Jason however knew as soon as he stepped in the house that it was the same house he had been there 7 years before when it was Patrick’s birthday and the first thing he did was walk into the kitchen and grab a bucket and sponge and fill the bucket with warm water.
“What are you doing?” Patrick asked
“I know you” Jason said “if I go upstairs there will be a big red smiley face on your bedroom wall like it has been for the past five years now it is time for us to take it off”
“What?” Patrick said but Jason had already left the room and walked up to what had been his brother and sister in law’s bedroom and sure enough there it was on the wall, the signature of Red John.
“What are you doing?!” Patrick shouted as Jason began scrubbing it off of the wall “Jay!”
“I’m helping” Jason said and scrubbed harder moving some of the red substance from the wall “are you going to help me? Or are you going to be pissed and kick me out?”
“Get out” Patrick said taking the bucket from his brother “you cannot storm into my life and try to save me”
“Fine” Jason said “live in the house where your wife died and your daughter but don’t expect me to feed this obsession of yours it sucks that they died and yeah we will catch red john and I swear to god me and you will nail his ass to the wall or the chopping block if you want but you are going to move on from this”
“Don’t you dare tell me what to do” Patrick said “you have no idea what I have been through”
“I know” Jason said “you have been through hell and I get that hell you damn near went insane which is understandable I would have done the exact same thing if it had happened to me but I don’t want you to be acting like this though, you lost your wife and that sucks but you have a job and friends now focus on the good”
“The good?” Patrick said and rolled his eyes “I was a widower at 30 years old Jay”
“I’m alone” Jason said “I was stabbed by the woman I loved after she had a two year affair with what she thought was behind my back and I knew the whole time yet I am not moping around and I won’t be five years later”
“I want you to leave” Patrick said
“Fine” Jason said walking out “I’ll go I’m sticking around though Patrick I told you five years ago you didn’t have to go after Red John alone and I mean it now I will help you” and then he turned and left