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.