She had thought things could not get any worse. After all, she did wake up naked, afraid and amnesiac in the middle of time square, only to be scanned and questioned by the FBI. And at first she was met Kurt Weller, whose name, she learned, was tattooed on her back, and even though she did not recognize him, she did not feel as scared anymore. She didn't really know why but she trusted him.

She was given a name like you would give a newborn or a pet, so she became Jane. She also became part of the team, thanks to the skills her body remembered even though her mind didn't. She struggled with every little thing, from choosing what to eat, to finding a rhythm with her teammates.

And then she learnt about Taylor. She saw the way Kurt talked about her, the guilt of a lifetime, the hope too, the relief even. If only she could have remembered! Oh how she wanted to know, in her bones, that she was Taylor, the way she knew she could handle a gun. But no, she had no such feelings.

She only knew her heart rate was going off the charts when Kurt looked at her like she was the most precious thing in his world, and that she craved his touch even though she flinched when others only brushed by her.

So no, things had not gotten worse, yet. But they got more confusing.

She tried to take a step back, but it only made her realise how lonely she was. With the situation changing so quickly, she felt lost at sea. Even time she tried to come up and breath, another wave came upon her.

The last wave to come had a name: Carter. And this time she wasn't sure she wouldn't drown.

She hadn't even heard about Daylight when he came to her, another thing the FBI didn't think she needed to know.

After they came back with Guerrero, she felt better. Kurt had smiled at her on the plane and this time she hadn't asked herself if he was smiling at Taylor, she had just enjoyed it.

She went back to the safe house and decided to take a shower, when she came out, Carter was waiting for her.

He seemed relaxed, sitting on her couch, and started talking when he saw her.

"No need to scream, I just need to talk to you for a second. "

Jane thought she'd had no intention to scream, she couldn't say the same for kicking the guy though, especially since she really wanted to wipe that little smirk off his face. But he was armed when she just had a towel on, so letting him talk would buy her some time.

"I hear you found Guerrero... Impressive! I am afraid, it's going to cause some problems though. "

"Problems for you, I presume? "

"My dear Jane, you will soon learn my problems are going to become your problems. And, that's why you are going to help me."

Jane was losing patience with this guy. First he was intruding, now he was very close to threatening her, she wanted him gone.

"Hum, I don't think so. Now get out before I make you leave. Since you seem to have read my file, I am sure you that you know it would not be a pleasant experience for you. "

She turned back to the bedroom, closed the door and got dressed. When she walked back into the living room, he was at the door.

"You're still here? "

" Oh I'm leaving, but I left you something you should read. We'll talk later. "

Jane looked at the coffee table. There was a file on it. Then she heard the door shut, Carter was gone.

Talk about a safe house!

She had told herself she wouldn't read it. She sat here, stared at the file for a while, but who was she kidding? With so little information about anything in her life, if she was certain of something, it was that she could not resist the need to know.

It was a file about something called Daylight. Sheets and sheets of paper she could not really make any sense of, at first. There were dates and names though and one in particular she recognized: Mayfair.

Carter's name was nowhere to be found.

She had a bad feeling about this. This was not good. Not good at all.

This file said Daylight was an FBI sanctioned operation, where agents including Mayfair, had manipulated known criminals (one of them Guerrero) to have people murdered.

Mayfair, the file said, had sent undercover operatives with information she had fabricated to infiltrate the cartel and wait for the results.

Some of the murders concerned rival criminals but others were more difficult to understand.. Until she saw bank accounts. Apparently some people had gotten very rich with these murders...

If word got out about this, it would mean a scandal like no other, Mayfair going to trial and probably to jail. There were many names on these documents, most of which she didn't recognize, but some she had heard on TV, this was huge!

But something still didn't fit, why did Carter think she would do anything to help him? Did he think she would want to help Mayfair escape justice?

She was still musing when the phone rang, no caller ID. She had a feeling some of her questions would find answers.

" So, Jane, read anything interesting lately? " Carter asked.

Jane didn't feel the need to answer that.

"Oh come on Jane!" he laughed!

"Well, suit yourself, I'll go straight to business. I want you to leave the FBI, and come to me, at the CIA. "

This time, Jane did laugh! Out loud! Where did that guy come from? Really?

"And why the hell would I do that? Because Mayfair might be dirty? Then they will assign someone else to my case, if that's true, and I am not ready to believe anything written in that file until it's proven. "

"Oh Jane, Jane, Jane. It is true, but that's not why you're going to come to me. You're going to do as I say, because if you don't, I'll add documents in that file, that will say Agent Weller was also a part of it. In fact, I'll make it look like he's known everything from the start. He's worked with Mayfair for a long time you know. It will be very believable. And if there is something CIA is good at, it's fabricating evidence!

And well, with the scandal that will happen, even if they could prove it's not true, his career will be over. Such a shame... He's a brilliant agent, people are already talking about him becoming director you know... "

And that's when things got worse.