Jack' POV*

Despite my lengthy training in medical care once I managed to memorize my senior year of high school midway through the 3rd year, I still panicked when I found her lying on the floor. That her is Liz Lemon. If I knew earlier she was basically dying, I would have come much faster. Once I managed to carry her up, I quickly spewed orders.

"Jonathan, I know you should be finishing up those shutters but I need my medical kit."

"Ah, of course, right away sir." I placed Lemon on the couch and without warning pulling the glass shards one by one out of her body.

"Good God Lemon what happened to you?" She blinked her eyes open but closed them again before speaking.

"Well, I-" She weakly croaked.

"No nevermind just relax it will all feel better soon." Once the medical kit was brought to me I shooed him away and began to wrap bandages around the crimson pools dripping down her skin. The blood made her look like a much different person. After I cleaned that off, she looked much better but her hair and clothes were still damp from the rain. She sat up to fast for my liking.

"Lemon please lay back down no need to rush."

"I'm alright Jack. I wanna make sure the writers are ok and you want to watch the storm so I should be leaving anyway."

"No, we can just watch it together."

"Storm watching isn't really my thing. Thank you for everything Jack, I'll see you after the storm." Now if today was a normal day I would have let Lemon leave at this point despite my better judgment. Despite the pain, I can see in her eyes. But today wasn't a normal day. I swiftly grabbed her sleeve and turned her around to face me with a sort of softer force.

"Elizabeth is there something your not telling me from me?" I swore I saw her blush for a second but logically she wouldn't do that so I sadly gave up on that idea.

"No Jack I'm not hiding anything from you. Good day." She let go and began leaving again.

"At least let me escort you downstairs. Even though you're taking the other set of stairs, I still want you to be safe." She shook her head and sighed.

"Alright fine!" We began the long trek downstairs. But she was moving fast.

"Slow down Lemon. I don't think you'd wanna rush back down there only to have to listen to them patronize you the whole storm." She nodded and began to slow down. After moments of silence, I asked,

"Why did you say what you said when I found you? The whole 'the curtain has been drawn you find the shadow of a broken puppet' thing."

"I was thinking poetically considering I felt like I was going to die. No one understands what they're saying on their death bed."

"No, when you feel like that, your words mean a lot more. There's something your concealing in your brain Lemon."

"Like I said before, I'm not hiding anything."

"You jumping to conclusions shows that you are hiding something." She just speeds ahead. I quickly catch up to her as she enters the writer's room. I hid along the wall and listened

"Oh geez what happened to your arm?" It was Frank's voice.

"Well funny store-"

"I was being sarcastic you really think I care?" The crew laughed and I got ever so slightly more mad. I heard her leave and head for the bathroom. But Pete stopped her.

"I'll listen to you about what happened to your arm and stuff." Happy, I listened to her explanation until Pete finally replied.

"That sounds lame as hell. Wouldn't warrant a bandage. I guess come back when you're done... or don't the crew wouldn't care." I bit my lip and followed behind until I noticed she accidentally walked into the guy's bathroom. I snuck in and then walked fully in while talking

"Do they always do that to you?"

"Huh- Woah Jack this is the girl's bathroom! Get out!"

"No, it's the guys you just weren't paying attention. But you still didn't answer my question."

"I mean I guess, not when someone like you is around or if they want something from me. But you don't have to worry about it. I numbed to it long before you came here." The fact that she's used to it scared me the most.

"I could fire all the writers and get you a brand new set who will respect you."

"No don't, their nice to have around sometimes."

"Ya sometimes, you live in the core of the rainbow Lemon. Don't you realize that what they're doing to you is wrong?"

"You think I'm that blind Jack? I put up with there bullshit every single day because if I didn't then my show would fall apart and I'd be fired."

"Sure NBC is great but what do you get out of staying here?"

"You Jack." I stopped in my tracks and got confused.

"Huh?"

"Ever since you came around you became my number one. I put you above everyone else because you are everything I'm not. Your powerful and don't give. You can manipulate others in an unthinkable way. But you also were nice and had friends and a family who didn't hide the truth. I envy what you and Colleen have despite your flaws. You can actually hold onto love when you feel like it. You're perfect Jack, the polar opposite of what I am. You're successful, grounded and loved. Meanwhile, I'm failing, broken inside and alone..." I looked back shocked. This is what it is like in Lemon's head? "No, I said too much, I should be going." She left the bathroom but I chased after her.

"Lemon wait!" From there she began speed walking through the halls and down the stairs. Where was she going? I followed her all the way to the front door which she pushed open. In a panic, I ran out with her.

"Why are you still following me? You're going to get yourself-" I didn't think, I didn't speak, I just did. In my romantic encounters, they were all wild but this kiss was the only one I've enjoyed this much.