A/N: I can't believe I'm saying this but, yes, this really is a Mentalist/Criminal Minds crossover XD
I am majorly obsessed with both shows, and Patrick Jane and Spencer Reid… It really shouldn't be so surprising, LOL
Anyway, this is set in mid-season 3 of "The Mentalist", before 3x16 so Hightower is still there and I'm not sure if I'll include LaRoche or not… As for Criminal Minds, I'm not really sure… Obviously, it's after the episode with Lila Archer …I'll say it's somewhere around 5x19 and definitely before the season 5 finale. I'm not going anywhere near season 6…
Opinions and comments and critiques of all kind welcome with open arms! I always appreciate feedback guys!
Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid was tired and a little bit excited as he climbed out of the taxi outside of the large stone home.
He glanced at his watch and sighed. 1:45 in the afternoon. He was over an hour late…
He'd left work as early as he could but his flight had been delayed and he'd been backed up in paperwork thanks to Morgan and Prentiss. But at least he was here now. He paid the driver and offered the young man a smile before grabbing his bag and satchel and making his way to the front door.
All of the lights were off, which he thought was strange. Feeling his nerves on edge, he tapped lightly on the door a few times and pressed the button for the doorbell. Nothing. He frowned, confused and worried.
"Lila?" he called, hitting the door a little harder this time. "Lila are you in there?"
After what felt like an eternity of no response, Spencer began banging on the door, "Lila!"
Still nothing. Now very worried, the young agent cautiously turned the door knob, surprised when the door swung open freely. Something was definitely wrong. Ever since her brush with a stalker a few years back, Lila had become far more security conscious. She'd never leave the door unlocked, even if she was home.
Slowly, Spencer entered the house, sitting his bags down by the door, his hand going to the gun that wasn't resting at his hip. He sighed, wishing he'd brought it with him. But instead, he settled for an umbrella in the stand by the door and he began to ease his way further into the house.
Every single light had been turned off and the house was filled with an eerie sort of silence. He swallowed heavily and made his way through the kitchen and living room, spotting nothing out of the ordinary. As he made his way up the stairs, his heart was pounding in his chest.
He reached the landing and was tempted to turn on the hall light to see better, but if there was someone still in the house, he didn't want to risk it. He took a deep breath and edged his way toward Lila's bedroom door where it stood, closed. Another anomaly. Lila almost always left her bedroom door open. Spencer didn't want to admit how scared he truly was as he lifted the umbrella between long fingers and reached out with his free hand to pull the door open.
The room was dark, the curtains on the far side drawn closed, filtering in very little light through the thick lavender fabric.
His heart stopped as he stared inside, fingers going numb around the umbrella's handle. On the wall, just above Lila's bed, a thin ray of afternoon light stretched across it from a tiny gap in the curtains, was a large, sad smiley face. Painted in blood…
Agent Teresa Lisbon was heading to the break room for a much need refill of coffee when her boss, Director of the CBI, Agent Hightower walked in with a look on her face that told her she had nothing but bad news. "Agent Hightower." She greeted the woman briefly, almost certain she wouldn't be getting that coffee refill she'd so been looking forward to.
Hightower got right to the point. "I just got a call from the Attorney General, Lisbon; I need your team in LA. A young actress, Lila Archer, was just found murdered in her home. It looks like Red John."
"Damn." Lisbon swore under her breath and sat the coffee mug aside. Red John and an actress. She was already beginning to feel a headache coming on.
"Yes, ma'am." She nodded.
"The media is going to be all over this one; I want regular updates. And try to control Jane. I know what Red John does to him, but we don't need some media scandal on our hands along with this murder."
"I'll do my best." Lisbon assured her, though if she was being honest, she'd been trying to control Patrick Jane for years and as far as she could tell, she'd made very little progress. She headed back out to the bullpen, scanning the area and finding the rest of her team, Agents Wayne Rigsby, Kimball Cho and Grace Van Pelt, all at their desks doing paperwork.
"Van Pelt, get in touch with the LAPD, tell them to hold all of their files and information on the Lila Archer case." She turned to face Cho and Rigsby, "Get your overnight bags packed, we leave in twenty."
"Yes, Boss." The three agents chimed as Van Pelt got on the phone immediately.
"What's the case?" Rigsby asked as he stood and shrugged his jacket on.
Lisbon frowned, "A young actress, Lila Archer. Murdered in her home. We'll get the details when we get there."
"Why's it ours?" Cho frowned.
Lisbon took a deep breath, "It looks like Red John."
There was a moment of silence as the agents met eyes, worry flashing across their faces before they jumped back into action. Lisbon turned toward the brown leather couch and sighed. "Has anyone seen Jane?"
"Uh, no. He's probably upstairs in the attic." Rigsby answered, looking up at Lisbon's annoyed and worried face. She sighed, shaking her head and making her way to the stairs.
Lately, Jane had taken to spending most of his time upstairs in the attic. Even taking to sleeping there sometimes…. Ever since last summer, when Red John had saved his life… She was starting to get worried about him and she wasn't looking forward to telling him that they had another possible Red John murder. He was even more reckless when those cases came up.
She knocked gently on the closed door, wondering if he was sleeping now or obsessively going over the case file, papers strewn about the room, crime scene photos splayed out on his makeshift bed.
"Come in, Lisbon." Jane's voice sang through the closed door and she frowned, pushing her way inside. As she'd thought, he was standing in the middle of the room, staring at his little bed, photographs of Red John crime scenes spread out in a pattern that only he could understand.
"How'd you know it was me?" she asked, raising a brow.
"Who else would come up here to find me in the middle of the afternoon?" Jane asked, looking up at her, his blue eyes tired but incredibly intense as they stared right at her. "I take it we have another case?"
She sighed, her eyes flitting toward the crime scene photos, "Yeah. It looks like it could be Red John."
He frowned, tilting his head thoughtfully. "Where?"
"Who's the victim?" he asked, brows falling down over his eyes. If Lisbon was being honest, he looked a little crazy. His curly blond hair was sticking up all over the place, his eyes were a bit wild, his clothes rumpled, vest hanging open, sleeves rolled up. He was definitely letting the case get to him.
"Lila Archer. She's some kind of actress. I don't know anything else; we'll have to wait until we get there and let the LAPD brief us on their findings."
"Hm…" Jane frowned, "Well, let's go then." Jane said, grabbing his jacket from the chair and heading to the door.
"Hold up," Lisbon frowned, turning to face him as he pulled the door open. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Right as rain." Jane nodded seriously. "Why wouldn't I be?"
She frowned, "You're sure?"
"Positive. I'm fine, Lisbon. Trust me." He grinned widely at her and she smiled halfheartedly back, nodding and following him down the stairs. She wished she could trust him, really. But the way he'd been acting lately… there was no way she'd trust him. Especially not when it came to Red John…
A/N2: So… there it is. The first chapter. Yes, I DID kill Lila Archer. And yes, I also DID happen to really like her character. But it was necessary… And I love screwing with Reid… sorry guys.
Next chapter Jane and Reid meet ;P I'm most definitely looking forward to that…
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