The Mentalist Fic: Those Days Are Over

I have spent exponentially more time figuring out how to introduce this than I did writing it, and if I actually try to explain it the notes will be longer than the story, so: without further ado. But for the record, the title is as in ...you don't have to sell your body to the night.


Thanks to missmollyetc, iulia, and frostfire for instigating, encouraging, and assisting.


Red John/Patrick Jane. Underage prostitution. Not explicit.
400 words.
This is the thing Patrick Jane cannot--can never--tell anyone.


( Those Days Are Over )

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COOKIES!

Thank you for the snowflake cookies, greensilver, audrarose, gweneiriol, left_of_weir (♥♥&hearts), mrsronweasley, and Anonymous!!


And if anyone is feeling like maybe all the snowflake cookies (with edible ball bearings!) you can virtually eat are not the world's greatest tradeoff for that GODDAMN BEST BUY AD, I have some Dreamwidth invites. I am just saying.


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