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I include dialogues of episodes Red Moon and Every rose has its thorn. I corrected some grammar mistakes. The story is the same .

Disclaimer: I don't own the mentalist.

"All these years you have been helping me seek revenge"

"That's different"

"How is that?"

"I am in control with the situation"

"O really?"

"What do you mean you are in control of the situation?"

"When the day comes, when we find red john I am going to be there to stop you from doing something foolish we are going to put him in front of a judge and a jury

You really believe that?"

"Yes I do"

[…]

"You know the reality will be different"

Red John is mine and I am going to execute my revenge on him

"I think that when the time comes you will see that violence is not the answer"

Jane and Lisbon/ Red Moon

The whole dialogue kept bouncing on Lisbon's head as she sat on her couch thinking. One week had passed since she was released from the hospital. She wasn't allowed to come to work yet, thanks to Hightower, who was indeed again in her post. Jane was in jail waiting for the trial to come. She had been warned by him about the how things would play out.

Lisbon just didn't want to believe it back then, like he couldn't believe it now. She couldn't., every conversation they had was playing in her mind like a long movie.

She refused to believe he had played her along.

"You are a fool" the cop in her said.

"You knew the whole time this was going to be a big possibility. You also knew this was going to be a disaster, well here you are: wounded, not only physically but emotionally."

Back then when she had been locked up with Jane in that container, she didn't have the chance to tell him why she accepted working with him in the first place. It was because she had faith in him, in him willing to live. Now, after all they had been through, after Red John's death, she still believed that. Another memory came to her mind

"I am looking for someone I can trust someone strong, someone in peace with themselves someone better than me, someone who knows the worst side of me and still loves me"

Jane/ Every rose has its thorn

She didn't know if she loved him, but she cared about him. Lisbon knew the worst side of him but she couldn't hate him, not after all that they have been through for seven years. Not after they saved each other so many times. She had made a decision; she was helping Jane even if he didn't want to be helped.

Next day:

The door opened and Lisbon came in the small visitor came in from the other door.

He couldn't believe it. He thought she hated him; Maybe she was there to tell him that personally

"Jane"

"Lisbon "

"How are you?"

"Stop .we are not talking about me, I just came here to tell you I am taking you out of this place"

"Lisbon I.."

"I know you would prefer to rot in Jail, but I am not letting you."

As she said those words he approached him and pierced her eyes on his shattered ones. She wanted him to see how much determination was immersed in hers.

Jane couldn't decipher Lisbon's thoughts, she had locked up, it was worst than seeing her angry.

"I will see you in trial Jane "

"Lisbon you can't,"

"I will always save you Jane, whether you like it or not. "

She smiled and went out of the room

Lisbon just quoted his exact words she still cared about him. A bit of hope lighted in his heart, he hadn't lost the only person he trusted and he was thankful for it.