AN: *cleans sweat* Finally! The last chapter, and please, by the end of this chapter, don't get mad at me...xD
By the way, I'll try to update the next chapter of Imagine If today. I'm going camping with friends for a week (starting tomorrow) and I think I'm gonna need to need reviews and such when I get back :D
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You smirk as you leave the cabin. Everything was neatly arranjed for when the pair arrived. You are thankful that you still have your connections, and if it wasn't for that beautiful red-head in their Unit, you wouldn't have known that Patrick and Teresa were ought to get you and you would be caught, you're sure of that.
Patrick Jane is just like you, unpredictable, smart, arrogant, empowering, trustworthy... But there is the slight difference between the two of you. While you are considered to be a villain among the masses, Jane is the good guy, the kind of man that makes everybody want to be just like him. You reckon that he belonged to you from the day you murdered his wife and child. That had him caught in your trap. Right now you see your relationship as Tom & Jerry cartoon. You are the tricky mouse, of course, that when pissed beats the crap out of Jane, being Tom, who's always trying to get you.

You let out a chuckle at the thought. Unfortunately, life isn't a cartoon, and if the world is doing something wrong, you give yourself the power to punish it, by spreading the horror among people. Heck, you're sure that even in India they tremble when they hear your name.

But enough talking about you, get your attention back to Jane.
Yes, he's the golden boy, the man who tries to make the world a better place to live by catching murderes like yourself. Forget that, they're not like yourself. You are the only one who can commit the perfect crime and walk away. You're not afraid to hide in the shadows, because there's nothing left to lose. You've already built a legacy that no serial killer will try to destroy, simply because they can't. You are that good.

You can imagine your life if Jane had been on your side. You two would conquer the world, make him cry in agony when they did something wrong.

Oh, what pleasure that would be.

But that would be if Jane had been a good boy and if he hadn't mocked you on live TV. And you have to admit that he's a good pawn to play with, not only because he's the only one (besides the Police) after you, but because you enjoy driving him insane when you play. It's fun to play with Patrick Jane. You can't lose, that's final.
He's that incompetent to catch you.

Besides, how can a man who still lives in the past, who still clutches his wedding band, who still sleeps in a room where your trademark covers the wall, how can a miserable man who can't even see that his boss has the hots for him, catch you? The answer to that one is pretty obvious and you smirk once again.

You hear a car near the cabin and you hide. You can watch them through your cell, thanks to the program you downloaded and thanks to the cameras hiding in every single room of the cabin.

You see them walking inside the house and it only takes a minute before he knows you're gone. Her hand finds its place in his shoulder, comforting him and you smile wickedly. Everyone knows you prefer blondes, but the next time, maybe, you might attack a petite brunette who's currently been pulled to Jane's embrace. You know he won't be able to handle the pain twice.
Sick of watching the entire team and after hearing her saying "We'll catch him next time", you walk away.

Next time, your ass. They'll never catch you. You're going to make him feel stuck in between the past, the present and the future, never letting him move on with his life. And that sick smile returns to your face.