I don't own Blindspot or any of these amazing characters.

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Okay…I haven't written in a long time. I also haven't been able to keep up with my favorite stories! So if I haven't reviewed your posts, it isn't because they weren't good, it's because I've been very busy. If it wasn't for my Friday nights I would be in serious withdrawals. I am in LOVE with this season! They are the most wonderful, loving, sexy, fun duo on television! I enjoy the team dynamic so much. Let's not forget Rich! I don't know if anyone is still reading these or not, but I will post this just in case.

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Jane woke up and felt the warmth of his body against her back. His arm was around her waist, holding her tightly even in sleep. She didn't move, didn't want the moment to end. Her hand reached up and found his hand where it peeked out from underneath her pillow. She was lying on his arm and she was careful not to wake him when she threaded her fingers through his.

Surrounded by him, she let her eyes close as she savored this new reality. Her peace lasted for only as long as she was able to keep her mind blank. She was happy. It scared her. Every time she'd been happy in the past, all of those precious moments with Kurt, had ended in emotional devastation. Was this moment going to as fleeting as the others had been? She didn't know, but the thought of losing him again made her heart race.

The hand rose up from her waist hand settled over her heart.

"We won't let it." Kurt whispered, his breath on her neck making her shiver.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" Jane asked huskily.

"I'm afraid of losing you again too," Kurt admitted.

Jane looked over her shoulder to find him close enough to kiss. She closed the distance between them and her lips saluted his gently. Their passion for each other was overwhelming at times, but this kiss was comfort. This was love.

Kurt let his eyes close at her caress and his lips moved from hers to follow her jaw before he burrowed into her neck and held her tightly.

"I love you," Jane assured him.

"I love you, too." Kurt thought a bigger understatement had never been uttered.

"I'm scared what he's going to do," Jane admitted.

"Roman can never change how I feel about you." Kurt insisted.

"What if he changes how I feel about myself?" Jane asked him the question that haunted her the most.

"What do you mean?" Kurt pulled back to lean over her and look down at her in concern.

"I know that everyone is worried about what he might tell us about them," Jane explained, "But I'm the only one that he knows even better than I do. I don't know what I did in the past, but he remembers. What if I did something so horrible…" Jane couldn't finish.

"It doesn't matter what you did before," Kurt insisted seriously, "You aren't that person any more. You chose to be who you are. You fight for that choice every day and I'll love you no matter what happens."

Jane smiled up at him, letting her reassurance sooth the fear that haunted her mind.

"Jane…" Kurt hesitated. He knew the secret he was keeping was going to destroy her and he couldn't bring himself to tell her. She would hate him, hate herself… After all the time he'd spent looking for her, he couldn't risk losing her again. Not even if it meant lying. There was nothing he wouldn't do to keep her in his arms. NOTHING…

"What is it?" She worried.

"Whatever happens…" He looked down at her seriously, "Remember I love you, more than anything."

"More than anything," She ran her hand gently down his face before bringing him back down to meet her lips.

"What?" Jane looked over at Roman in horror.

"You mean that Kurt didn't tell you that he met Avery?" He looked over at where Kurt was frozen, listening to his worst nightmare come true.

"My daughter's name is Avery?" Jane whispered.

"Didn't you hear me?" Roman repeated looking at her in disbelief. "Kurt's known about your daughter for months."

"Where is she now?" Jane insisted, ignoring his taunts, but not looking over at where Kurt was watching her silently.

"Yeah," Roman turned to Kurt and asked, "Where is she again?"

It was only then that Jane turned to look at Kurt. The heartbreak on his face made her lips begin to tremble.

"Kurt?" Jane worried, frozen.

"Jane…" Kurt closed the distance between them, "She…died."

His voice was hoarse and raspy, but she heard the words like a bomb going off in her head.

"What?" She whispered so softly he might have missed it if he hadn't been watching her so intently.

"I was in Berlin looking for you," Kurt told her, "I was showing your picture to a man in the hotel you'd been spotted in, when he started speaking to me in German. A woman came up and spoke to him for me. There was something about her…that's when she told me we were looking for the same woman. She knew you name…all of them and she had a picture of you. When I asked her how she knew you…she told me that you were her mother."

"She was looking for me?" Jane all but sobbed.

Kurt could only nod, his throat all but closed with emotion.

"But…what happened? How'd she die?" Jane grabbed Kurt's shirt desperately.

"Obviously because he failed to protect her," Roman pointed out.

Jane ignored him.

"Kurt?" Jane worried.

"Jane…" Kurt felt a tear roll down his face, "I tried to protect her, but she was taken and before I could get her back…there was an explosion. I'm sorry."

He didn't know what he expected her to do, but when she threw herself into his arms and began to sob, he was taken by surprise. His arms closed around her hesitantly at first, but as his shock wore off they firmed around her.

"When?" Jane demanded into his neck, "When did this happen?"

"Six months ago…" Kurt admitted.

"It was Paris," Jane realized pulling back to look up into Kurt's face, "Wasn't it?"

"How'd you know that?" Kurt was looking down at her in confusion.

Jane turned to Roman, "You did this!" She accused him.

"What?" Roman's face was frozen.

"My daughter died the same night you set off your little bomb that you used to tattoo me…didn't she?" Jane turned and took several steps toward Roman, before Kurt subdued her.

Roman's gun never wavered from her chest.

"Jane what are you taking about?" Kurt demanded, turning her face back to his.

"I was sent in on a K&R in Paris, six months ago. That's where I was hurt…that's where I was tattooed. I was the one trying to save my daughter when she died!" Jane sobbed, "I didn't even know she was my child when I accepted the job."

It was Kurt's turn to look at Roman, "You set off the bomb that killed your niece and injured your sister? For what? Revenge? She loves you…she always did and you destroy her like this? What kind of man are you?" Kurt held Jane against his chest protectively while she attempted to get herself back under control.

Roman looked at Jane and actually laughed, "I thought that Weller keeping the fact that your daughter died while he was supposedly protecting her would make you realize that you made a mistake when you chose him over your family, but nothing will ever make you accept that Weller is just as flawed at the rest of us…just as broken."

"That's the difference Roman," Jane told him, her eyes red, "I know Weller isn't perfect, but I love him anyway. The same way I loved you. You just couldn't see my love for you. In your head I had to choose between you and Weller. I love you both, but you killed my daughter."

"I didn't kill her," Roman insisted, "AVERY."

Jane looked over to the door in shock when a woman appeared.

"Avery?" Jane whispered.

Kurt looked at the person standing in the door frame in shock. "How is this possible?"

"Uncle Roman said we couldn't trust you," Avery explained looking between Kurt and her mother.

"You let me think that she was dead!" Kurt looked over at Roman in accusation.

"How else was I going to get you to help me with the tattoos?" Roman asked him calmly.

Jane could feel Kurt trembling in her arms, or was that her trembling? She couldn't take her eyes off her daughter.

"How did you find her?" Jane asked softly.

"We've always known where she was. You found her years ago. We've kept an eye on her. When Sheppard found out about it, she used it to convince you to erase your memory and infiltrate the FBI. I promised you that I would watch out for her for you, but then you erased my memory."

"That's why I went along with Sheppard's plan?" Jane looked up at Kurt in apology.

He wasn't looking at her, but at Avery, his arms tightened around Jane protectively.

"You know I was looking for your mother, how much she meant to me," Kurt asked Avery, his vulnerability apparent, "Why did you let me think you'd been killed?"

"My mother ran from you," Avery insisted, her eyes taking in the fact that it was more than apparent that her mother was leaning against Kurt heavily. This was not a woman who didn't want to be with her husband. For the first time Avery began to doubt her decision to lie to Kurt.

Jane was studying Avery just as intently.

"You were looking for me?" She asked her.

"Yes," Avery admitted. "My adopted father told me who you were before he killed himself. He also told me he put a hit out on you."

"Your father placed the hit on Jane?" Kurt demanded.

"When he realized that Sheppard had been arrested, he knew nothing would keep my mother away now that the threat was gone. That's when he told me the truth, about how I was taken from her without her consent. He told me she was dangerous. I was angry, told him how much I hated him. Then I told him I was going to find her. He never wanted children, he took me to appease his wife, but she died when I was just seven. When he realized I meant what I said, he placed the hit on her before killing himself. He wouldn't let you ruin his life, take away his livelihood and get me back too. He refused to let you win."

"What now?" Kurt looked over at Roman.

"Now that the family is all back together," Roman smiled in a way that chilled Kurt, "We can concentrate on what's really important."

"And what's that?" Kurt demanded.

"Why…making the world a better place. Isn't that what you're all about?" Roman smirked.

Kurt felt Jane pull away and make her way over to Avery's side. As he watched them embrace, he realized they were even more vulnerable to Roman's schemes now that he had Avery to use against them as they had been when he'd thought they'd lost her. Moving over to Jane he placed his hand on her back and met Avery's eyes over her shoulder. He could read the compassion in her expression when she realized what she had unwittingly put him through. He felt some of his tension unwind as he allowed himself to pull both of them against his chest. He feared that he was going to spend the rest of his life trying to keep the headstrong women in his life alive, but he wouldn't have it any other way…

Jane lay against Kurt's chest. His hand was smoothing her hair gently back from her face.

"I thought you'd leave me," He admitted at last.

Jane looked up at him in surprise.

"What?"

"I didn't keep our daughter safe." Kurt explained, "When she died, I realized even if I ever found you, you would hate me for living when I let her die."

Jane closed her eyes when he referred to Avery as "their daughter".

"Kurt," Jane protested, "If you couldn't save her, nobody else could have either."

"I should have died to protect her," Kurt insisted harshly.

"I couldn't save her either," Jane reminded him.

"Even when you thought she was dead," Kurt met her eyes, "You still turned to me."

"I love you Kurt," Jane reminded him, "Not when you're perfect and amazing, even though you are that most of the time, but even when things go wrong. How I feel has very little to do with outside influences and more to do with the man I know you are."

"But I didn't tell you what happened." Kurt worried. He didn't know why he couldn't just be grateful that she still loved him, why was he forcing her to face his decisions.

"Kurt," Jane reminded him, "If anyone knows about keeping secrets to protect someone you care about, it's me. I would never judge you for that, but we both know the truth will come out in the end and the pain you were trying to avoid will be multiplied by the betrayal."

"Do you feel like you were betrayed?" Kurt worried.

"I trust you," Jane assured him, "I know you. I love you. That hasn't changed. I need for us to be in this relationship together. I don't need to protect you from our reality and you don't need to protect me. We're better together. I finally learned that. I know it's true."

"You amaze me every day." Kurt whispered kissing her forehead.

"You inspire me every day," Jane admitted.

"Even if it's horrible," Kurt took a deep breath, "We share whatever happens with each other."

"Deal," Jane assured him, her arms tightening around him.

"I think with Roman in the picture," Kurt worried, "We'll have plenty of practice."

"I refuse to let anyone come between us." Jane insisted.

"I'm going to hold you to that," Kurt assured her.

"Well…I'm pretty stubborn." Jane reminded him.

Kurt laughed, "Me too."

For the first time since Jane left so long ago, Kurt went to sleep with nothing but joy in his heart. The future was still uncertain, but as long as he shared it with Jane, he had something to fight for, someone to fight with. There was nothing they couldn't face together. Nothing.