Holiday Fic, Day 11: Legalised Revenge for tromana
Title: Legalised Revenge
Author: miss_peg
Rating: PG
Summary: Jane and Lisbon discuss Red John being found guilty in court.
Notes: More holiday fics! A reminder that whilst many people did them in December I had lots going on (and quite frankly it was a good idea not to do it then as I was highly unmotivated) so I'm doing it in January along with tromana.
Today's story is for tromana's prompt the death sentence is legalised revenge about the character Lisbon, Jane and Red John from The Mentalist. I apologise that this isn't terribly well written. I seemed to lose the inspiration for this one. It's mostly dialogue with a little prose fitted around. I tried my best.
He stood in the courtroom, his head held high as the jury made their decision.
‘We find the defendant guilty.’
He’d expected it.
He was guilty after all.
-
‘He should be in the ground, not a jail cell,’ said Jane, pushing the door of the court room open and marching out into the hallway.
‘He’s going to be,’ Lisbon said, following quickly behind him.
‘You’re sure of that?’
‘Never been surer about anything in my life.’
‘This isn’t how it was supposed to end,’ he said, sitting down on a bench. ‘He’s supposed to be dead.’
‘He will be, patience is a virtue.’
He stared at her until she glanced away.
‘Patience is a virtue?’ Jane stood up and marched towards her. ‘He killed my family Lisbon; I’ve waited a decade for revenge. How much more patient can I get?’
She sighed. ‘I understand your frustrations but the death penalty will lead to the same conclusions.’
‘None of that death penalty is legalised revenge crap.’ Jane waved his hand in the air. ‘It should have been me.’
‘He would have killed you.’
‘You don’t know that.’
‘I wasn’t about to take any chances.’ Lisbon folded her arms across her chest defiantly. ‘I had a clean shot so I took it.’
‘It should have gone in his head, not his thigh.’
‘And have you blame me for taking away your act of revenge? No thanks.’
‘This isn’t what I wanted Lisbon but I’d have preferred you shoot the bastard in the head than he walk another day on this Earth.’
She shook her head. ‘I’m sorry if I did what you considered the wrong thing but the judicial system is there for a reason and right now it’s considering whether Red John deserves any mercy enough to keep him from death.’
‘And he’s not going to get it.’
‘No. No sane judge in this state would put that man in jail. He’s getting the injection.’
Author: miss_peg
Rating: PG
Summary: Jane and Lisbon discuss Red John being found guilty in court.
Notes: More holiday fics! A reminder that whilst many people did them in December I had lots going on (and quite frankly it was a good idea not to do it then as I was highly unmotivated) so I'm doing it in January along with tromana.
Today's story is for tromana's prompt the death sentence is legalised revenge about the character Lisbon, Jane and Red John from The Mentalist. I apologise that this isn't terribly well written. I seemed to lose the inspiration for this one. It's mostly dialogue with a little prose fitted around. I tried my best.
He stood in the courtroom, his head held high as the jury made their decision.
‘We find the defendant guilty.’
He’d expected it.
He was guilty after all.
-
‘He should be in the ground, not a jail cell,’ said Jane, pushing the door of the court room open and marching out into the hallway.
‘He’s going to be,’ Lisbon said, following quickly behind him.
‘You’re sure of that?’
‘Never been surer about anything in my life.’
‘This isn’t how it was supposed to end,’ he said, sitting down on a bench. ‘He’s supposed to be dead.’
‘He will be, patience is a virtue.’
He stared at her until she glanced away.
‘Patience is a virtue?’ Jane stood up and marched towards her. ‘He killed my family Lisbon; I’ve waited a decade for revenge. How much more patient can I get?’
She sighed. ‘I understand your frustrations but the death penalty will lead to the same conclusions.’
‘None of that death penalty is legalised revenge crap.’ Jane waved his hand in the air. ‘It should have been me.’
‘He would have killed you.’
‘You don’t know that.’
‘I wasn’t about to take any chances.’ Lisbon folded her arms across her chest defiantly. ‘I had a clean shot so I took it.’
‘It should have gone in his head, not his thigh.’
‘And have you blame me for taking away your act of revenge? No thanks.’
‘This isn’t what I wanted Lisbon but I’d have preferred you shoot the bastard in the head than he walk another day on this Earth.’
She shook her head. ‘I’m sorry if I did what you considered the wrong thing but the judicial system is there for a reason and right now it’s considering whether Red John deserves any mercy enough to keep him from death.’
‘And he’s not going to get it.’
‘No. No sane judge in this state would put that man in jail. He’s getting the injection.’