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Kurt was well on the way to loosing himself completely in Jane when there was a sound at the door.

He lifted his head, but his arms only tightened.

Jane began to speak to the woman that interrupted them and suddenly she stiffened.

"What is it?" Kurt worried looking down at her.

"Roman knows you're here," She warned him.

"Good," Kurt said with a hard look, "I've got some things to say to him."
"You're not going to get the chance," Jane worried, "When he was told you arrived, he left."

"Where'd he go?" Kurt wanted nothing more than to get his hands on him.

"He didn't tell them," Jane said with worry in her voice.

"We're leaving too," Kurt reminded her.

"Kurt," Jane's arms tightened around him, "I don't know what he'll do."

"Do you think he'll try to stop us?" Kurt demanded.

"He might," She agreed, "He was determined to prove to me that the life we had wasn't possible."

"Yeah," Kurt agreed with a hard look, "I saw the lengths he was willing to go to prove that we couldn't be together."

"What?" Jane didn't understand.

"We raided the house he was holding you at, but you'd already left." Kurt said with remembered pain.

"Kurt," Jane placed her hand on his cheek at the pain he couldn't hide as he recounted what happened.

"I'm here now," She reminded him.

"We found your journal," He told her and it was Jane's turn to stiffen.

Her journal was so personal…Kurt knew everything about her, but she was embarrassed at just how needy she must have seemed.

"Jane," Kurt turned her face up to him, "I am not now, nor in any time since you were taken away, been with Allie in the way you think."

"Kurt…" Jane wanted to look away, but his eyes captured hers, "I know she stayed with you."

"Nothing happened," Kurt denied, "She helped me locate Roman, that's all."

"What?" Jane hadn't expected to hear that.

"She came over because she was moving back to New York and Patterson and Zapata told her I wasn't doing too well," He admitted, "She was pretty blunt and very determined. She was the one that said that we should concentrate on finding Roman. The next morning I was tired, but really happy because we'd found the first lead on you in months."

"I thought…" Jane was finally able to look away.

"I know what you thought," He shook her gently. "Do you know how I felt when I saw what you drew?"

Jane had no words.

"What's your name?" Kurt demanded.

Jane didn't understand what he wanted, "Jane," She whispered.

"Jane…what?" He pressed.

"Jane Weller," She finally understood what he was trying to prove.

"You share my name, you share my life, and you own my heart…not for right now, not for when it's easy or convenient…forever."

"Kurt," Jane was beginning to tremble.

"Did you stop loving me?" He finally demanded.

She looked up at him in shock, "NO!"

"Then why would you think I would stop loving you?"

"Kurt," Jane tried to explain, "You're amazing in every way. There are so many things about you to love. You're strong, but gentle. Honest and always willing to stand up for what's right. You are loyal, smart, protective, gorgeous, funny and watching you with children…who could want any more? I'm…"

"Amazing in every way." Kurt interrupted her. "You can do things that I have never seen. You have talents that even you don't know about yet. You constantly surprise me with what you can do. But that isn't why I love you. I love you for your heart, your empathy, determination. I love the fact that you never stop and you always look for the best in people. I love that you slipped through my walls and fill all that empty space with pieces of you."

The first tear fell.

"And I love that all the things that make you extraordinary you can't even see…" He smiled down at her with that look, the one that always made her heart jolt.

"I love you," She told him with a trembling smile.

"And I love you. That will never change." He chided her.

It was her turn to give him that look…Closing his eyes he shook his head and reclaimed her lips. This kiss was a gentle healing. There would always be time for intimacy, but their relationship was about so much more than that. She filled all of the lonely places in his soul and he knew he did the same for her. How she could not know that was just another puzzle he was determined to solve.

Drawing back reluctantly he told her, "We need to go."

She nodded her head and began to gather what few things she had. He put the key back in the box and the box back in his bag and then he watched her, one of his favorite things to do...

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"What do you mean he found her?" Patterson demanded to Stewart.

"We thought that you'd been abducted," Stewart explained, "And we found a box with Jane Doe FBI written on it," He walked over and pulled up the scanned images.

Patterson recognized the design immediately.

"After he took a team out to search for you, he took the box and said that he was taking it to Jane." Stewart explained.

"Taking it where?" Tasha demanded with worry in her voice. They had just returned from their own little journey to the back of beyond and she worried that Kurt was on his own false trail.

"He didn't say," Stewart denied, "But he left two days ago and no one has seen or heard from him since.

"Can you track his cell phone?" Reed looked over at Patterson.

"We tried that," Stewart admitted, "He must have taken the battery out…"

"Or somebody else did," Tasha worried.

"How could you let him go alone?" Patterson worried.

"He said she was alive," Stewart explained, "He didn't say he thought she knew where she might be…he said he was go to her."

"The only way he could have been that sure was if he spoke to her himself," Reed suggested.

Patterson immediately began to pull up Kurt's phone records from the day in question. She found the call immediately.

"It was a satellite phone," She looked at Tasha and Reed with hope.

"Where did it come from?" Tasha demanded.

"I don't know that yet," Patterson denied, "But I can see it's registered to Ellie Knox from Seattle, Washington."

Tasha joined her on another computer and began typing. It wasn't long before she had the social media up for Ellie Knox.

"According to Ellie's Facebook page, they are on a European trip…" Tasha pulled up the uploaded photos.

"Don't people realize that you aren't supposed to post your vacation photos before you return?" Reed walked over and looked at the images.

Both Tasha and Patterson looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm just saying…" Reed defended himself.

"When was the last update?" Patterson asked.

"Yesterday," Tasha told her.

"Look at her posts," Reed suggested.

Tasha moved from the pictures to the posts.

She says…Almost fell off the mountain today, was saved by an angel with a lot of ink.

"That has to be Jane," Reed looked at the others with real hope.

"So he really might have found her," Tasha looked up with a little laugh.

"Let's hope so," Patterson said seriously, "He can't go on like this."

"So how do we find them?" Reed looked back to Patterson.

"I'm just going to call that satellite phone," Patterson told them.

Watching silently the others waited.

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Roman listened to the Monk tell him about Jane's visitor and immediately pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of Kurt.

When she smiled in affirmation that it was him, he closed the phone and thanked her.

Rubbing the back of his neck wearily he considered his options. He'd thought that if he took Jane it would keep her safe and it had physically. Emotionally, she wasn't the same. He'd watched her and waited for her to snap out of it, but she hadn't.

Realizing that Kurt had tracked her over half way around the world, he's guessing Weller hadn't either.

He didn't know what to do. It wasn't safe for them to be together, but stopping them obviously wasn't an option. That just meant that he was now on babysitting duty. He'd watch over them until there wasn't any need.

The resentment that he'd carried when Jane had chosen her life with Kurt over him had faded. As had his anger with Jane for Zipping him. It'd taken some time, but he'd finally realized she'd done it for him and not to him. He'd been angry for a really long time.

Gathering his things, Roman left the village and headed into the woods. There was only one way out and he needed to get ahead of them. He had no doubt they were leaving.

If Kurt could find her, then anyone watching him would as well. He feared their safe haven might have just become a hunting ground.

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Kurt and Jane left immediately. He was worried about Roman and what he was doing and he wanted to get Jane someplace he could control the environment more easily. It was beautiful here, but he had the uncomfortable feeling that they were too exposed. He never discounted those feelings because they'd kept him alive on more than one occasion.

When they'd gone to say goodbye to the Monks Jane had hugged them and they'd become visibly upset at her departure. He knew exactly how they felt. She touched the lives of all the people she met, but never seemed to realize just how much she meant to them.

She'd led the way out of the village, but as they'd gotten further into the woods, Kurt had taken the lead. He liked to be behind her because it allowed him to keep his eyes on her. It made it easy from him to keep verifying that she was there, in front of him, that this wasn't a dream.

In front he was able to protect her more easily, however, it didn't take too long for him to realize he was going to have a crick in his neck as often as he looked back to make sure she was still there.

Going down was much easier and they were making good time. He'd begun to consider whether or not it was a good idea to head into the next village or if they should find some shelter outside of town when it happened. The shot was loud in the silence. Kurt was on her in an instant. Flattening her beneath him his hands ran over her checking for injuries.

"Kurt!" Jane was just as frantic.

"Are you hit?" He demanded his heart racing.

"No," Jane denied, "Are you?"

"No," Kurt assured her. He knelt over her and then placing an arm around her waist he crawled deeper into the foliage, keeping her plastered to his chest, on hand shielding the back of her head.

"I can crawl," She assured him.

"We don't know where the shooter is," Kurt denied, "I'm not giving him a clear shot of you."

"What if he's shooting at you?" Jane worried, "It might be Roman."

If Kurt were truthful, he hoped it was Roman. He'd had Jane for months and not hurt her. Until he knew one way or the other, he was going to consider Jane the primary target and act accordingly.

Jane had been following after Kurt with her heart racing. It wasn't because of the walk, but because of the man in front of her. He'd come after her. He didn't want Allie. He loved her.

When she saw they he was still wearing his wedding ring…she'd wanted to cry. That he still loved her, after everything that's happened was in her mind a miracle. There are people that break up over the littlest things, but he'd literally been through hell for her and he loved her still. He was her miracle. The one thing in her life that was worth any sacrifice…

The shot when it came only served to remind her exactly what she was in this relationship. She was the catalyst. Destruction followed her like a black mist trying to swallow all the people she cared about, always lurking for the hint of happiness to strike.

"We need to move," He urged her.

She knew he was right. If the shooter was still targeting them, they needed to put as much distance between them and their last known location ASAP.

"Let's go," Jane agreed. This time she led the way. She'd been in these mountains longer than Kurt. She didn't know their exactly location, but the topography was familiar and the terrain her specialty.

The sun had already slipped behind the mountain and she used the long shadows for cover. She finally found what she was looking for about a mile from the trail. Looking over at Kurt she pointed to a ledge that was about 200 feet above the base of the cliff.

"Do you think you can make that?" She worried.

Kurt looked up in surprise. It would be defensible…if they lived.

"I can make it," He assured her.

She began climbing, pointing out the hand and toe holes for him. He had a longer reach than she did, so she was relieved when he didn't seem to be struggling. The arrived at the small cave in one piece and Kurt checked it for any living things before he and Jane settled down inside the narrow opening. It was slightly above the trees so the view was unexpectedly spectacular.

He pulled his weapon out the pocket he'd placed it when they'd begun their climb and then reached for her hand. Lacing his fingers with hers, he watched the long shadows fade into total darkness. Once he could no longer visibly see her, the contact with her hand became less of a bond and more of a necessity. He didn't know how long it would take him to get past his continued fear of being separated from her again, but he knew it was going to be a long tough road. As long as she walked it with him, he was going to make it.

Jane felt the warmth of his hand and finally leaned over to rest her head against his shoulder wearily. He immediately rested his cheek against the top of her head.

"I love you," She said into the darkness.

Squeezing her hand and placing a kiss on the top of her head he responded, "I love you too. Get some sleep I'll take the first watch."

Jane didn't protest, she was tired and she knew he was too. "Wake me in a couple of hours."

Watching the stars blanket the sky with diamonds, Kurt couldn't remember a time when Jane hadn't been necessary to his happiness. Even with someone stalking them through the woods he was happy. He'd gotten Jane back and that made up for everything else. With Jane next to him all was right in his world.