It was ungodly long time later, after interrogation assist and whatnot else H had decided to pull Jane along for, when he could lie down on the Break Room's couch and suck in a bit of late afternoon "rush hour's" babble coming from outside of the room. The bustle and hushed murmurs of lab workers and police passing by with all kinds of stuff starting evidence and witnesses to hands-full of lunch boxes as they went on their designated businesses.
It wasn't for Patrick to blame them for hanging around here- the lab was a fun place for spending a lunch hour or for catching up on day's gossip.
For him it was the general feeling of life pulsing through the building.
However, there was something else worrying his mind all day.
His missing friend and colleague, and if he admitted himself, his beloved girl, who was still not answering her phone or shown up at the place.
The mostly dark ideas were circling his tired brain with scenarios that few times nearly sent him to restroom and other times hiding from H's steel- glare.
Maybe he hadn't seen his consultant behaving this content, from all what Lisbon had warned about her former distraction and magnet to mischief and trouble. Or maybe he was just trying to catch Jane before the mischief is done to fix whatever surprise someone would receive.
Or maybe, just maybe, he shared the common feeling of something amis.
But despite all that, Patrick wasn't showing his worry outwardly to his boss, nor he was even asking.
There was a better plan forming behind the blonde's curls that lay there innocently ruffled all the ways untamed.
And with that secret plan of his own Patrick Jane slipped out of the comfy room and away from prying eyes of H to unwaveringly slide into Tech room. He knew nobody would suspect abything weird from his presence and few new guys definately wouldn't blame a colleague from snooping around for quicker analysis being done and some added gossip on the way. So he was mainly left by himself and if anyone had something to say they kept it shut.
And he noted they were too much into their own side projects to pay a guy extra attention.
With that sorted Jane soundlessly folded himself into one of the workstations and typed in a password that let him into the Lab's system.
Luckily, and possibly gladly, he knew what to do to get his plan going, instead of the popular belief of the guy being a bit of computer-challenged. This was his own doing and play to make it look like he really had not much idea of what a computer is for.
But this secret made him open to something that none the wiser would let slip by if asked. After all some game wasn't a crime. And so he made it appear every way like that.
But in the full thruth the consultant was actually snooping through comms and dispatch notes to figure out where his Forest Fairy had taken so long to travel. And maybe he would be able to launch a tracking system to find her mobile, if anything else.
I just saw this. Had forgotten about this one.
And guess what- got a strike of writing this idea out