Fics like what the hand, dare seize the fire?

She slowed her breathing and searched her mind for a recent memory. Anything at all that might give her some kind of clue. She remembered driving out to Salton Sea. She remembered a body in the desert, and a small diner off the highway. She remembered calling Grace, fighting with Jane, driving back to Sacramento alone. Awareness hit her like a bolt of lightning, and her eyes shot open. The brightness in the room sent a white hot stab of pain through her skull but Lisbon did not close her eyes again. She darted her gaze around and found herself not in her bedroom, but in a brightly lit hospital room with daylight spilling through the half-open blinds, sunbeams pouring over the foot of the bed. The beeping came from a monitor which she was strapped to, the pace of which had increased dramatically in the last ten seconds. She looked down to find herself dressed in a hospital gown and half covered in a scratchy blanket. The distress call. The dilapidated old house. Partridge. Red John.

Fics like what the hand, dare seize the fire?

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