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The Doctor breezes in to Jane's room. He opens his eyes as he catches the smell of Prada. what he sees before him chases away the panic at the arrival of the doctor. His doctor is young for the responsibility she has been given, which means she is intelligent but doesn't have the wisdom that years and experience bring, she should be a cinch to manipulate. He watches her as she looks at his chart, and then at him and gives him a smile.

"Hello Mr. Jane it is good to see you awake. My name is Dr. Polly and I treated you when you came to us and I would like to examine my handiwork if that is okay?"

She turns to Lisbon:

"If you could step outside for a few minutes please Miss Lisbon is it?"

"Teresa Lisbon."

Lisbon looks at Jane and he nods his head. She picks up her purse,

"I'll go get a coffee, don't give her a bad time."

Jane gives a slight smile, he watches her walk out the door. Dr. Polly also watches her leave and then turns to Jane.

"What's going on here Mr. Jane?"

Jane looks quizzically at her.

"You haven't requested any pain medication since you have been awake. I patched you up and know what you have been through and right now you are in a tremendous amount of pain.

"I'm doing alright, I don't need any medication, I have a high pain tolerance."

"Poppycock Mr. Jane. That's not what your blood pressure readings, or your heart rate, or oxygen levels are telling me. None of them are good. The cuts were not the greatest damage done to you, you're muscles received a lot of trauma and your heart has been severely weakened, you need to be kind to it so that it can recover. Strain needs to be avoided."

"I'm fine I assure you doctor."

Dr. Polly gives up the fight for now.

"Alright let's have a look at you."

"No."

"Mr. Jane..."

"No I don't want anyone looking at me, I told you I 'm fine. I just want out of here."

"Mr. Jane there's no way you can leave this hospital right now. If you want to 'get out of here' then the best way is to co-operate and I will make it my mission to get you better as quickly as possible, but I can't do it alone."

Jane closes his eyes, the pain is slowing down his thinking process. He has to figure out a way to get rid of her and get what he wants...a plan takes seed. He sighs loudly and opens his eyes.

"Okay I'll take the pain medication but please don't touch me...I don't want anyone touching me."

"I have to check that my stitches are good."

"All your read outs don't show that I have a fever so the stitches are fine and I can see that you are more than competent at your job, you wouldn't be where you are at such a young age, so I presume you are an excellent seamstress. You say you know what I went through so I'm sure you can understand why I don't want to be touched."

Jane watches as Dr. Polly's face softens at the desperation in his voice.

"Okay Mr. Jane I will give you a little time but I'm going to have to check them at some point. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Thank you, you've already done enough."

She writes on his chart and looks up at him:

"I'll have the nurse give you the pain medication and will be back to check on you this evening. I will let your friend back in."

"Could you tell her that I'm going back to sleep and I would like her go home for a while and get some rest and I would prefer you not to discuss my condition with her, she isn't family."

The doctor nods:

"Sure."

As the doctor leaves, Jane's hand returns to the stitches in his leg.

Lisbon is waiting outside the room with a coffee in her hand.

"How is he Doctor?"

"I'm sorry I can't discuss his condition with you."

"I'm his partner and friend. He has no one else."

"I'm sorry I can't. Mr. Jane's going to sleep and asked me to tell you to go home and get some rest."

The doctor can see that Lisbon is stunned. She softens her tone.

"Mr. Jane has been through a terrible ordeal, his physical injuries may be the easiest thing to heal."

The nurse has given him his pain medication and Jane can feel himself relaxing in to it. He eyes close and he is asleep. A loud bang startles him awake, he's confused he's not in the hospital anymore he's back on the table. He's alone. Frustration floods through him at being kidnapped once more. He doesn't understand how Red John managed to get him out of the hospital. He is not going to let Red John have his way with him again, this time he is going to escape. He tugs at the binds to his wrists and finds that they are not as tight as before and the handcuffs are gone. Hope rises in him and he concentrates until he has his hands free. He quickly pulls at all the other cords binding him to the table, the effort is causing sweat to drip in to his eyes. He jumps down off the table but the damaged muscles in his legs refuses to support him and he drops to the floor, pain tearing through him. He hears the door open and hands upon him and he struggles and shouts to try and get away, but there are too many and they are too strong, he is pulled to his knees, he feels kind hands and soft words that fill him with horror and he begs for torture, begs for pain, begs to die. He feels a needle pierce his skin.

Doctor Polly and Janet call for help and soon there are enough hands to lift Jane's unconscious form back on the bed. The nurse reattaches wires and iv while the doctor examines him to see what damage Jane's nightmare has done. They work without speaking silenced by the horror of the scene they have witnessed. The nurse leaves for other duties, Dr. Polly sits down in the visitors chair and looks upon her patient, now understanding she has no idea what he has been through