Jane faces Lisbon, his heart aches at tears glistening, . He reaches up, his wrists encased in handcuffs and brushes away a stray hair.
"There is nothing you could have done."
"I should have stopped you years ago, when you first crossed a line. I should have done my job.
"It wouldn't have worked"
"I got too close."
"I'm glad"
I thought I could...
"Save me?"
He gives her a soft smile.
"I would give you a hug but..."
he shakes his hands, His lips gently touch hers and then moves to her ear,
"You did"
Her eyes open, he's gone.
