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Third story in the Crimson & Gold series (LJ | AO3)
By Clarity (enmuse)
Fandom: The Mentalist (Pairing: Cho/Jane)
Usual disclaimers apply, this is by a fan to share with other fans.
Rating: Teen
Words: ~1,340
Summary: Based on canon through S2 finale only. It had been interesting to see Kristina work, so when she called him out directly with her performance on television, John decided to answer. Sequel to Blood Beat
A/N: For octoberwriting 2010... and cedara for suggesting a Red John p.o.v.
Recent Edit: Jan. 18, 2014


Over the years he had taken on a number disciples. His latest addition had several unique traits, some of which would have made her a better candidate as a target rather than ally. Had Ms. Frye not spent "quality" time with Patrick Jane, John would have killed her outright. When it came to his personal project, however, he was willing to bend his rules to take advantage of new opportunities.

This had paid off.

While Ms. Frye bordered on insufferable with her claims of true psychic talent, there was an element of ruthlessness that he admired. She had been searching for him since her first encounter with Patrick, something he'd dismissed at first, eventually found annoying, and then became intrigued despite himself. John watched her draw close again, insinuate herself into Patrick's life. It had been interesting to see her work, so when she called him out directly with her performance on television, John decided to answer.

Her expression bordered on arrogant when they first met. He had waited for her to speak, intrigued what her approach would be, whether she would actually make her case to "rehabilitate" him. Ms Frye waited a full two minutes before formally introducing herself. She said nothing about John's mask or his hooded, nondescript dress. She refused to flinch under his steady stare. A relentless woman, as he had gathered prior their meeting. And cold.

It had amused John to recall the scenes he'd observed between Patrick and Frye. He had yet to ask her if she'd been sincere in her attempts to flirt with the blond. Frankly he found it hilarious to imagine the two together. Patrick was passionate and, true, his hate for John lent the potential for deliberate cruelty, but the man was not calculatingly ruthless. Kristina Frye, on the other hand, was a woman who could absolve herself of any guilt for her part in another person's death. She refused to be cowed. She was interested in what John had to offer.

It presented a unique opportunity that John had not previously considered. In his sights, Patrick, and at his side, an almost mirrored version of the man. Not a woman at his beck and call, no doubt Ms. Frye would always retain an element of independence. Even so, John had no doubts that she would bend. And if she broke? Well, it was of little concern. She had already started to regale him with interesting tales from the inside. It had been John's intention to step away with Ms. Frye and observe Patrick from afar. Yet a particular revelation of hers caught his attention, and he needed to see for himself if it were true.

After, he could decide what to do with her.


John saw to the surveillance arrangements himself prior his trip to the old hotel. It wasn't difficult to determine where to set-up. Patrick would not have let anyone into his home, so that left the apartment of Agent Kimball Cho. John felt confident that if the two were indeed involved, as Frye claimed, that the agent would insist on keeping his lover company after the stressful investigation.

He listened and watched.


Keys rattled against the wood of the front door before admitting two pairs of footsteps. The door thudded shut and someone twisted the deadbolt and secured the chain.

"You hungry?" Agent Cho asked. No answer. After a few moments: "Okay."

Footsteps crossed the apartment, for a moment the sound caught on two microphones. Then the bedroom door creaked and John turned to the thermal scanner. A bright, multicolored figure crossed the screen while the second person stood at the edge in the doorway.

"What can I do?"

"Nothing." In contrast to the agent's calm inquiry, Patrick's response was harsh.

The agent sighed and stepped further into the room. "Jane."

The thermal monitor showed a blur of colors as Patrick turned sharply.

"What will you do?"


Patrick lifted his arms in a futile gesture. "Next time. If... if she tells him..."

Agent Cho closed the gap between them. The thermal colors bled together into a single amorphous figure.

"You think she knows?"

"She's too good not to."

"We don't have control over that."

When Patrick next spoke, his voice had lowered, "He'll come."

"We know that. You know, we do listen to you when you're not talking like an idiot."

For a moment the monitor was able to define two shapes again. "Lisbon wanted me to shut up."

"She doesn't want you to drive yourself crazy."

Patrick chuckled darkly. "Who's to say I'm not?"

"If it's crazy to want to protect people you care about, what the hell does that say about the law enforcement profession?"

"Well if you're going to categorize me with that ilk—"

Long minutes passed and the colors again shifted across the monitor as bodies and limbs moved to the soundtrack of rustling fabric and wordless vocalizations. Cho and Patrick parted momentarily as they fell into bed.

"You're not crazy," the agent murmured.

"Shut up," Patrick muttered.

They switched positions, tumbling across the bed, tracing rainbow-like paths across the monitor.

"I'm not running."

Harsh breathing. "Shut up. I can't..."

"I know..."

The forms shifted again but within moments it became obvious they had moved to the main event. Limbs tangled in and the rhythmic pattern of overheated bodies made clear their actions.

Patrick's voice interrupted the quiet gasps of pleasure. "I can't," it sounded like something had finally broken. "Oh God, I can't, I can't..." the mantra became muffled.

Even so, their rhythm didn't falter. Cho said, "I know. Shh..."

"I c-can't—"

"I'm not leaving."

Their words broke off and their pace picked up, became irregular and desperate. Patrick came with a strangled cry, Agent Cho's was voice mostly covered so that all that could be heard was him speaking his lover's name.

Before they had fully recovered their breath, Patrick confessed, "I can't do it again."

Cho's answer was full of suppressed emotion, "I know."


John retrieved the unobtrusive equipment the following day. Everything fit into a tiny pouch he could slide into his jacket. Before he left, he deposited one of the small, button-like mics between the pages of Agent Cho's paperback on the bedside table.


Kristina Frye glanced over her shoulder when the door opened. John looked her over, quietly impressed by her relaxed posture and calm expression.

She tipped her head in greeting. "You have satisfied the truth of my claim?"

John waited until he was sitting across the card table from her to answer. "An intriguing combination."

Ms. Frye sipped from her teacup. "Logic, no doubt, implies a match between Agent Lisbon and Patrick. Their connection, however, never felt the same." She smiled at his silence, correctly reading his skepticism. "You will believe when you are ready. I'm used to the disbelief." Something dark flashed in her eyes and John felt a smile of his own stretch his lips.

"Ready to go, Ms. Frye?"

She shifted her leg from under the table to lift her foot. She stared him straight in the eye as she said, "Whenever you are ready, John."

He retrieved the key for the leg shackle from his pocket and unlocked the chain. He held onto her foot for a few moments longer, inspecting the skin for signs of strain. Nothing. As he had come in, he'd made an inventory of the few items had had provided for her solo stay. Everything in place.


Dear mister Cho,
I heard you requested a sweep of your apartment. I'm impressed you managed to do so quietly. Or have you told Patrick behind closed doors?
If you decide to share this letter, you can tell mister Jane that miss Frye sends her regards. She is of the interesting notion that I am in need of rehabilitation. It's quite amusing and her methods... unorthodox. I'm sure you would like to thank her for introducing us, I'll see what we can arrange.



( 15 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 5th, 2010 09:26 pm (UTC)
OMG - I srsly have no words to what this has done to the canon going on in my brain.

A great twist in the story and rather scary/terrifying/creepy to think he's been watching Cho and Jane - even if it were a one off event. Very clever way of writing the scene between these two using surveillance as well and a great use of RJ character voice! Plus a step into the possibilities of Kristina and the season finale. You write her really well (and considering we share a mutual - shall we say - strong dislike for the woman, I'm loving that you got her down so well in words). But now I hate her even more because she told RJ about their realtionship.

Now I have to go away and process this! Because it was brilliant and I loved it and will yup have to read it over again.

Oh and the letter - what are you just trying to push my brain fodder of this non-canon-but-totally-canon pairing into overload?
Oct. 5th, 2010 10:02 pm (UTC)

This is definitely taking an interesting shape of head-canon for me. Makes me nervous to start watching the 3rd season. :p Though cedara got me to watch the trailer for 3x03 and omg. :O

Anywho, oh Kristina... h8 u. At some point I'm gonna do a "5 times" fic about how she dies XD XD XD And how she ended up here in this series... is creepy and satisfying. Yay for the muses helping me out! :D

I look forward to when we get to chat again. I'd love to do some story ideas bouncing around. You just have to be prepared for some of the creepier/darker ideas that are filtering around lately. :p Happy endings are, of course, my preferred choice, but character torture is always well and good.... right?
Oct. 5th, 2010 10:34 pm (UTC)
I really like this.
Oct. 6th, 2010 01:55 am (UTC)
Thank you :)
Oct. 6th, 2010 02:58 pm (UTC)

*dances around with you*

Oct. 6th, 2010 03:03 pm (UTC)
Heee.... :3

What can I say? You help inspire me! :D Already working on the next part. :3
Oct. 6th, 2010 08:56 pm (UTC)
Ohgodyes. Your Red John is awesome, your Kristina makes me want to slap her across the room (which is about my usual reaction to her in canon...) and Cho/Jane... Guh.

I'm totally supposed to be plotting out my NaNo, but I saw this, and I'm so glad I read it. I haven't been able to watch either of the new episodes without watching for Cho/Jane moments and it's all your fault (Thank you!)
Oct. 7th, 2010 12:31 am (UTC)
:3 Now that's an awesome response!

your Kristina makes me want to slap her across the room (which is about my usual reaction to her in canon...)
LOL! So flipping true! I hate her, drr. Honestly I haven't rewatched the S2 finale because I was so mad at her the first time round. Just looking at screencaps makes me want to scream "DIAF Kristina!" lol

'm totally supposed to be plotting out my NaNo...
Pfft, that's still like a month away. Then again, I'm a "wing it" kinda gal and I need to get through octoberwriting first. ;)

Re: S3 - just don't spoil me! I haven't watched any yet. In fact, it's amazing that Cedara even got me to watch the promo for this week's. :o So it's possible I might watch soon... but still... I really don't want to screw up the "fic canon" I have going with this particular series yet. ;)

Oct. 7th, 2010 12:46 am (UTC)
Icon love.

Re: NaNo plotting, if I don't outline to the point of insanity, I tend to get about ten pages in and stall. >.< And 50,000 words just does not fit into 10 pages and remain readable. :P
Oct. 7th, 2010 12:47 am (UTC)
...Aaaaaaaand, this was supposed to be a reply to your reply to my comment. Threading fail.
Oct. 7th, 2010 12:57 am (UTC)
lol No problem :p

I needed some kickass icons for other members of The Mentalist. ;)

I guess I can outline, but only in the barest bones manner, and only after I've started writing. If I do intense and something too far ahead of time I have no desire to flesh it out because in my head it was done. :p

All I know at this point? 98% sure it'll be Mentalist story (thus Cho/Jane) ;) That's it. Too much time before Nov. comes to tell what'll be in my head.
Oct. 7th, 2010 01:38 am (UTC)
(Van Pelt totally will kick some ass.) Also, woo, Mentalist fic!
Oct. 7th, 2010 01:56 am (UTC)
THERE IS NOT ENOUGH MENTALIST FIC. (Well, certainly not enough Cho/Jane, damn it.)
Oct. 7th, 2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
Ooooh very sinister... love it!
Oct. 7th, 2010 10:58 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
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