The Mentalist Crossover (will be re written later)Desperately I shot across my room and stared into the glass wall, willing that I would see my reflection in it. My own wide eyes were staring back at me. I felt faint. Matching me in the wall was a small yellow pegasus with pink hair and butterflies on her . . . butt. She did everything I did, copied every move down the the hair. Only one thought crossed my mind at that moment, I knew exactly what happened. “Jane.” I growled, seething with rage and anger.