A/N: Okay, so Jane was in time to stop Lisbon from leaving him. But what if he hadn't been? That's what this very short story is about.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
'Great love'
He saw the plane standing there, its doors closed and the stairs moving away. He felt a searing pain shoot through his ankle but it wasn't nearly as hurtful as the empty feeling he was left with when the plane drove away right in front of his eyes. He heard the TSA behind him, police most likely teamed up to restrain him.
He let them push him to the ground.
He hadn't even been able to tell her that he loved her.
Tears were streaming down his face as they pulled him with them.
He had lost the great love of his life.
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