Lisbon helped me up and handed me a couple of tissues. I wadded them up and held them to my nose. "Grace take Jane to the hospital. Call me if you need anything." Lisbon was already walking back to her office before Grace had time to respond. "You ready Jane?" What am I suppose to be ready for? I was racking my brain trying to figure it out. "Jane…let's go." Curiosity finally got the better of me. "Where are we going?" She looked at me and then at Rigsby who was standing beside his desk. They shared a look of confusion between themselves. "What do you mean, where are we going? We are going to the hospital to get your nose and hand fixed?" Looking down I saw my bloodied hand. "What happened to my hand?" Grace reached out and touched my shoulder. "What is the last thing you remember?" Trying to remember something the only thing I could remember was laying bed. "I remember going to bed last night. Then it gets blurry after that." She ushered me out of the room and into the elevator. We walked to her car and she helped get into the vehicle. The drive was going well until we got caught in standstill traffic. The car sat unmoving for at least 30 minutes before traffic began to move again. A black van in front of us started to smoke and before you knew it a group of guys got out of the van. They were looking around frantically while yelling at each other. The shortest one pointed at our car and the men walked towards us. Grace rolled up the windows before they arrived at our car. "Open the door and step out of the car slowly." Frantically I looked at Grace who was still looking at the van parked in front of us. "Are you deaf? Get out of the car." The short man pulled out a gun and began to pound on the window with the base. "Hey I'll give you to the count of three before I rip you out of the car. One…two…three." Smashing the gun against the window glass flew threw the air. I was laying on the hot asphalt seconds later. "Now was that so hard?" One of the other guys walked over to me and heaved me off the ground, pulling my arms behind my back. "Do you know who I am?" He said while throwing his fist into my stomach. Several other cars stopped to watch what was happening. I shook my head which resulted in another blow to the stomach. "Hey boss we should go before the cops get here we seem to have an audience." He glanced around seeing the people watching him hit me. Pulling the gun out his belt he pistol whipped me. "Now this is to make sure you do not follow us. If you do I will do the same to your pretty little girlfriend." The sound was ear piercing as the bullet ripped through my flesh. They jumped into the car and sped off weaving through the parked cars.