Author: RedPerception PM
As the title would suggest, Jane talks Lisbon into running away with him. This is just a couple chapters of what might happen afterwards. Including some chapters from the teams POV. This a pretty bad summary, but please read and review anyway.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 24 - Words: 26,966 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 01-02-13 - Published: 10-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8644027
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Okay here's chapter nine, this might be my last chapter until after Thanksgiving because I don't know how much internet access I'll have. So this chapter was basically for my own entertainment, so I hope you enjoy reading as much as I loved writing it. Please as always let me know what you think. It's from Jane's POV, and as usual I own nothing.
It was good to be in the United States again, I thought to myself carrying my son on one side while holding my wife hand on the other. We had been gone for two and a half years and even if we weren't home in California, being in the United States was close enough for now.
"Where to now?" I wondered looking at our little boy.
"Lion!" He shrieked looking at the pictures on the map.
"Lions it is." Teresa laughed, sticking the map back in her backpack.
"You okay?" I double checked, "I can take that backpack for a little bit or we could get a double wagon for Gavin and the backpack."
"Patrick, I'm pregnant not helpless. If I get tired I'll tell you." She laughed at my protectiveness, but leaned over and whispered something into Gavin's ear. I waited patiently for Gavin to turn to me.
"Momma say, you worries a lot." He smiled at me, I had something to whisper to.
"Tell mommy our secret." I whispered, and watched as he squirmed in my arms to see his mother.
"Dada love you mommy." He laughed.
"Oh I love daddy too." She smiled, as we approached the lion's cage. Gavin squirmed until I had no choice but to put him down. Teresa reached for his hand and walked him over to the side of the cage. I took this opportunity to stand back and watch.
What an amazing family I had, Gavin was only fourteen months old and could already speak so clearly. Teresa liked to tease about how that came from me, and my inability to keep my mouth shut. She may be right, but he was still a little miracle, and now he was going to have a younger sibling. I took the camera out of my pocket and took a couple pictures of my beautiful family, before walking over to join them at the fence.
"What are you thinking about?" Teresa asked as I came up and wrapped my arm around her waist.
"You." I smiled. "So where are we going to get some lunch?"
"I figured we'd eat here." She shrugged, we've only seen about half the zoo, and we didn't pack a lunch."
"But the food here is expensive." I whined.
"Well you were just at the casino last night." She reminded, "I think we'll have enough money for one lunch."
"Fair enough." I nodded, picking Gavin back up, "Lunch time buddy."
"Food!" He giggled, as we strolled to the indoor concession stand.
"You take Gavin and find a table, I'll get the food." I instructed, looking at the crowded room. I had just sat down with the food when a suspicious looking guy walked in the door. I was starting to worry about how far we were sitting from the door. Teresa was busy helping Gavin eat his hot dog, and didn't see what I was staring at until he pulled out a gun. "Welcome home dear." I groaned.
"What are you…" She started but stopped upon seeing the gun. "You don't think that…"
"No, I think this is just our luck." I sighed, measuring the distance from our table to the door, but we were to late.
"NOBODY MOVE." The man shouted firing a single shot at the roof.
"Gavin honey stay beside mommy okay." She whispered, "and be very quiet." Gavin nodded, noticing the worry on his mothers face.
"NOBODY SPEAK!" He fired his gun again, this time into the crowd. I watched him play with his wedding ring and then fire the gun again. He wasn't here to steal anything, he was just here to open fire, which was bad news for us. He played with the ring, and then fired the gun into the crowd again.
"Excuse me." I called to the man.
"Patrick!" Teresa hissed at me, but I shook my head.
"I SAID NOBODY SPEAKS!" He shouted at me, but didn't fire the gun. That was a good start.
"I understand that, but I understand that you lost your wife for whatever reason." I tried.
"How do you know that?" He shouted.
"Give me the gun and I'll tell you." It was worth a shot.
"NO," He got ready to fire again.
"Wait I lost my wife to." I went for a new approach.
"How?" He asked, bringing his arm down. I really just had to stall him long enough for the cops to get here. Hopefully someone had enough common sense to call the cops while I was distracting him. Teresa would but she didn't have a phone on her.
"She was murdered, along with my daughter." I started, "I know how your feeling right now but it gets better."
"You're lying!" He shouted again, this time the gun was on me, oh boy did I hate guns. But I took a breath and continued.
"Listen to my voice, do I sound like I'm lying? Just close your eyes and listen to my voice." I instructed, and he actually listened, I thought he had a low resistance. I smiled to myself, but had to keep talking. "That's right breath in and out, just listen to my voice. I'm not lying to you." He was starting to sway a little. "What's your name?"
"Mitchel Dereks." He breathed.
"Can I see the gun?" I asked taking a couple steps closer. "Just see it, I don't want to take it from you." I thought I heard sirens in the background if he heard them he could wake up and start shooting again. I needed that gun.
"No, I need it." He shook his head.
"I'll give it back." I lied, reaching my hand toward him.
"I don't know." He considered, with his eyes still closed.
"Breath in and out, listen to my voice, you don't need the gun right now." I explained to him.
"Alright you can see it, but I want it back." He nodded holding it out in front of himself for me to take. I grabbed it real fast and held it behind my back where I knew Teresa had come forward to grab it.
"Thank you very much." I smiled, and at the same time the sirens pulled up in front "Just keep breathing in and out." I needed to keep him calm, I heard Teresa trying to get everyone out of the building, but I was focused only on the man in front of me. "Just keep listening to my voice." I felt something on my leg and realized Gavin had wrapped himself around me. "In and out." I repeated reaching down to pick up my son.
That's when the local cops came in and stopped slightly confused by what they were seeing. "What the hell is going on?"
"Hello this is Mitchel Dereks." I explained to the officers, "He just lost his wife. He came in here with a gun, my wife has it now."
The officer still looked confused, by the seemingly calm gun man in front of him." But went to handcuff him nonetheless.
"He hypnotized." I clarified for the officer.
"You hypnotized him?" The officer questioned, I just nodded, looking at Gavin who had started playing with the buttons on my vest. "I'll have someone else come in and get a statement from you and your wife. But you're a hero sir, I'm sure the press would love to hear your story."
"We'll give our statements, but we don't want anything to do with the press." I tried to explain.
"That's your choice." He frowned leading a very confused Mitchel out the door.
"Are you okay Gavin?" I asked, looking down at my son, who just nodded back at me with a grin.
"You Idiot!" Teresa shouted at me, luckily she had already given the cops the gun. "What on earth were thinking?"
"I was thinking that I could stop him from killing people." I tried.
"You could have been killed." She shouted.
"He wasn't going to shoot me." At least I sounded like I thought that was true.
"You don't know that, there is now way you could possibly know that." She continued to shout at me.
"Was anyone hit when he let off those shots?" I changed the subject.
"Three people were injured, they were taken to the hospital, but I don't think it was anything to serious." She answered.
"It could have been a lot worse." I smiled.
"Don't think that means I forgive you." She frowned. "We should probably leave soon, before the press gets here." I nodded, letting her lead me to our rental car, with Gavin who was just now starting to realize he hadn't eaten anything yet this afternoon.
"Where do we want to stop for lunch?" I asked, buckling Gavin into his car seat.
"How about we grab something fast after we pick up our suitcases from the hotel." Teresa answered, getting into the passengers seat.
"I like the way you think." I leaned over and kissed her forehead before buckling my seat belt and starting the car.
"Why did you do that back there?" She asked later as we were packing up our suitcases.
"I didn't want anything to happen to you." I answered, "I kind of thought that was obvious."
"What if something had happened to you?" She questioned, I didn't answer, "Were you going to leave me a single mother of two? Where would I go, I can't live on the run I have no way of getting money."
"You could go home, he wouldn't want you if I were dead." I whispered.
"You think I'd be able to just go home and face everyone, having to tell them that you were dead." She frowned zipping up her suitcase.
"I didn't want to lose my family, not again." I turned away from her and Gavin I had to give myself a second to hold back the tears.
"I know you're scared, I know that, but for once I wish you would think about someone other than yourself." She begged, "You don't want your children growing up without a father."
"Of course I don't Teresa." I turned to her, "Of course I don't want to leave you guys for any reasons."
"Well then don't do stupid things like that." She retorted, "Don't put your life on the line like that for stupid reasons."
"Teresa, if we go home what are you going to try and do?" I asked.
"I don't know I guess I'll try and get my job back." She shrugged.
"What does your job entail?" I wondered. She just stared at me for a minute.
"But I'm trained to do that." She tried to argue.
"And I've been trained to hypnotize people." I returned.
"You are impossible." She gave up and turned to zip up her suitcase.
"Always." I smiled, picking Gavin out of his playpen so Teresa could fold it up and we could leave.
"All I ask is be careful and don't purposely put yourself in dangerous situations." She sighed.
"I will always stand between my family and a dangerous situation. You understand that don't you Teresa?"