I don't own Blindspot or any of these wonderful characters…

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Okay, you can blame the people at the DMV. I checked in online, but they lost me…so I had to start over. Waiting…waiting…waiting… notice that I didn't say patiently? Anyhoo, after about five minutes I couldn't take it anymore, so this happened. Obviously still stressing over Friday, but at least I've moved on to denial…That's healthy, right?

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Jane pushed Clem away.

"No," She denied.

"You don't mean that," Clem denied.

"I shouldn't have come here," Jane realized.

"You needed someone," Clem reminded her.

"I have someone," Jane reminded him.

"Then why are you here with me?" He demanded.

"I don't know," Jane stood up and picked up her bag.

"You're leaving?" Clem asked in disbelief.

"Yes," Jane agreed, grabbing her jacket.

"You'd rather sit alone in a hotel somewhere than be here with me?"

"No," Jane denied, looking over her should as the paused by the doorway, "I'm going home."

Clem had nothing to say to that.

Jane pulled opened the door and stepped out of the room. She did need someone to talk to…but that person would always be Kurt. Denying it didn't change anything. She'd been so distraught at the thought of never getting a chance to see her daughter or hear her talk, that she'd walked away from the only person that could ever help her get through the pain.

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Kurt sat at the kitchen bar, drink in front of him, Jane's ring on the counter next to him. He didn't look at it, didn't touch it.

He didn't know what to do about the information that he and Patterson had uncovered. He needed to tell Jane, but painting Avery in an unflattering light in any way was going to hurt her. She was already angry with him… Allie's words taunted him as he considered whether or not to tell her about Avery and Roman.

The sound of a key in the door had him looking over at it with utter confusion.

When the door opened and Jane came in carrying her case, he stood up slowly, shaking his head in denial. She couldn't be there…he looked back at the glass sitting on the countertop. How much had he drunk? Not even a full glass.

"Kurt?" Jane looked over at him in concern at his continued silence.

"So you're really here?" Kurt demanded.

Jane's eyes followed his to the counter, "How much have you had?"

"Just that glass," Kurt insisted.

"I'm really here." Jane assured him.

"Do you want me to leave?" Kurt suddenly realized.

"No!" Jane denied quickly.

"Are you okay?" Kurt demanded when she failed to continue.

Jane took a deep breath, "You killed my daughter…but you couldn't kill my love for you." Jane admitted with a trembling lip.

"Jane," Weller said reverently, taking a step closer.

She held up her hand, "Wait, there's something that I have to tell you."

"What is it?" Kurt could tell by the look on her face that it was serious.

"Wh..When I was gone," Jane looked up at him, her face filled with pain, "I met a man named Clem."

"Jane," Kurt desperately wanted to stop her.

"We worked over a dozen cases together," Jane forced herself to continue, knowing what she was telling him was going to hurt them both, "One night, after the hostage was taken to the hospital, we were in his room."

Kurt looked away from the agony on her face and let his eyes fall closed.

"I'd been alone for so long," Jane continued, "It was nice having someone to talk to, someone that knew me again."

Kurt swallowed and forced himself to remain silent, when all he wanted to do was beg her to stop.

"He…he kissed me," Jane admitted, "But I pulled away…then…he said it was okay to be happy."

Kurt turned back to look at her, those words echoing through time.

"So you…" Kurt couldn't even ask.

"I kissed him back," Jane admitted, "But before it could get any further…I knew I couldn't."

Kurt's eyes jerked up to hers.

"He wanted me to stay…with him. To stop running and just be happy, but I knew that without you that wouldn't be possible."

"So you…didn't?" Kurt demanded the relief he felt made him almost lightheaded.

"I didn't actually sleep with him," Jane admitted, "But I was tempted. He's a good guy and he understood me."

"There's more," Kurt realized.

"He called me today," Jane explained.

Kurt remembered the call.

"I had called him and asked him to find Avery, just to make sure she was okay, happy." Jane admitted.

He'd don't that to her. Kurt realized. He was the one that forced her to go to another man for help, because of his lies and apparent disinterest in finding her daughter.

"Did you tell him…" Kurt still couldn't say it.

"I told him Avery was dead," Jane admitted, "But that's when he told me he was in town. He'd found her trail in Berlin, but he came here so that we could track her down together."

He looked down at her slightly dishevel appearance and his eyes fell closed. He'd driven her right to the man that had been there for her when he was not.

"You went to him," Kurt realized.

"I told him I couldn't," Jane admitted, "But when I left work earlier, I found myself standing in front of his hotel room door."

This is where he loses her for good. Kurt braced himself for the words that would end their life together and knew that he would never be prepared to hear them.

"When he opened the door," Jane continued, "I was so relieved. I've needed someone to talk to for so long. Someone that I wouldn't be putting in the middle…I knew if I talked to anyone on the team, it would put them in the position of picking sides and I didn't want that."

It was only then that Kurt realized just how alone Jane felt she still was.

"So he helped you?" Kurt wanted to cry.

"He listened," Jane agreed, "He's a good friend."

"Jane," Kurt interrupted her. He didn't want to hear what was coming, but waiting was only going to make it harder. "Are you here to tell me you want to be with him?"

"What?" Jane looked up at him in disbelief. "NO!"

"Please just say it," Kurt implored his face pale.

"He wants more," Jane admitted, "But I want you."

It was so far removed from what he'd been expecting to hear, Kurt just looked at her.

"You're clothes…" Kurt said hoarsely.

"He's not a man to give up," Jane admitted, "But even though I wasn't wearing my ring, I knew who owned my heart."

"So even after everything I did…" Kurt said in disbelief, "You still didn't…"

"No," Jane admitted, "That was one of the hardest things to accept. You killed my daughter, but I still love you. Guess I'm never going to be Mother of the Year…" She said with a little sob.

Kurt took a hesitant step toward her, but she wasn't hesitant at all, she flew against him and wound her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life.

He couldn't believe this was actually happening. It was then he realized that she was sobbing against him. He picked her up and moved over to the couch and sank down onto it with her on his lap. He rubbed her back while all of her pent up emotions finally caught up with her. He let his own tears join hers as he witnessed the depth of her despair. He'd done this to her. How she could still love him was beyond him.

"I want to come home," She finally whispered into his neck.

"I want you here," Kurt assured her, nuzzling her gently.

"I didn't sleep with him," Jane said, "But I did cheat on you. I should never have let things get that far."

"I'm not going to lie," Kurt admitted, "It hurts to hear about you with this man in any way, but I want to work through this with you…if you want to."

"I want," Jane told him, resting her cheek against his.

"There's something else I have to tell you," Kurt could feel the tension rising.

"What is it?" Jane worried.

"I asked Patterson to help me…find some pictures of Avery for you." Kurt tried to explain.

"Oh…Kurt," Jane felt a new wash of tears forming.

"She told me I should leave you alone…but changed her mind and looked anyway." Kurt explained. "She has pictures of us together on the day we met," Kurt explained.

"Do you have them?" Jane wanted to be able to picture her daughter's face.

"I do," Kurt assured her, "But Patterson checked the video footage from the day before too."

"Did she find something?" Jane frowned.

"She captured a meeting Avery was having with Roman."

"What?" Jane was looking at him in disbelief.

"He was giving her an envelope," Kurt was trying to explain.

"Stop!" Jane implored "I can't have the details on exactly how she died."

"Jane," Kurt insisted, "I think Roman used Avery as a ploy to set me up."

"KURT!" Jane interrupted, "Stop."

"I don't want to keep any more secrets from you." Kurt insisted.

"Kurt," Jane insisted, "I can't relive her death over and over in my head and still be okay."

"I'm sorry," Kurt pulled her more firmly against him. It was only then that he caught a whiff of what he could only assume was Clem's cologne. He stiffened involuntarily.

"What?" Jane pulled back.

"It's nothing," Kurt insisted, pulling her back against him.

"No," Jane resisted, "No more secrets."

"You…" Kurt hesitated, "You smell like his cologne."

It was Jane's turn to stiffen before she scrambled off his lap.

"Jane…" Kurt protested.

"I'm going to go shower," Jane turned away so she wouldn't have to see the pain Kurt was unable to hide.

He watched her go with a heavy heart. This wasn't going to be easy, but losing her completely would be harder. Rubbing his face he rested his head back against the couch. How had they come to this?

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Jane scrubbed herself raw. Letting the hot water pore over her she rested her head against the shower wall. Kurt had always been her definition of happiness…she must be his definition of pain.

She shut off the water and grabbed the towel she'd set out. She'd just finished wrapping the towel around her when she turned and realized that Kurt was standing in the doorway.

The hesitant look on his face made her heart ache.

"Are you okay?" She asked him with a worried frown. Maybe now that he'd thought about it, he'd realized he couldn't forgive her.

He looked over at where she'd thrown her clothes in the trash can and back at her worried face.

"Kurt?" Jane braced herself.

He walked toward her and held out his hand. When she looked down she realized that he was holding her ring out to her.

Her eyes flew up to his in surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Us…that's the only thing I've ever been sure about," Kurt admitted.

Jane didn't take the ring…she held out her hand to him instead.

He didn't hesitate, but pushed the ring back on her hand with fingers that trembled.

"You look exhausted," Kurt told her.

"You too," Jane admitted.

"Let's get some sleep." Kurt suggested.

Jane lifted her hand and ran it down his cheek gently.

"I love you," She told him.

He pulled her into his arms gently, "I love you too."

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Kurt listened to Patterson complain about his coffee, but none of her teasing could take away from the relief he was still feeling.

Jane had chosen him. The fact that there was another man out there that tempted her, only highlighted how broken their relationship had been. Still was. They had a long way to go before the mended the bridge that spanned between them, but as long as she was working her way back to him, he wouldn't give up on her…on them.

"There was a 911 call, well really 211, because this is Europe," Patterson was saying as she played the message.

Everything in Kurt froze as he realized just what he was hearing…It couldn't be…

"That's Avery," Kurt said in shock.

"What?" Patterson looked at him in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Kurt insisted.

"Look at the time stamp," Patterson insisted, "This call was placed four days ago."

Jane came into the lab. Walking toward them she felt rested for the first time in forever. Kurt had held her through the night and she hadn't realized just how much she needed that until he gave it to her. He always seemed to know what she needed, even before she did.

"Is everything okay?" She asked them when she finally read their body language. She tensed when she realized Max was on the screen in front of them.

"Jane," Kurt turned to face her, "Patterson just found a 911 call from you daughter asking for help."

Jane froze. "Kurt, what are you doing? My daughter is dead, I can't keep hearing about all the details…"

"The call happened four days ago," Kurt insisted, "Avery is alive."

Jane looked helplessly between the two of them, afraid to believe. It was only as the room began to spin around her that she realized she was about to pass out.

"Jane!" Kurt was beside her in an instant. It was only then that Patterson noticed that Jane was wearing her ring again.

"Is she okay?" Patterson worried as Kurt held her trembling body against his.

"I'm okay," Jane insisted, forcing herself to stand on her own.

"We need to get the team together," Kurt looked over at Patterson.

"I'm on it," She assured him, even as she kept a worried eye on Jane.

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Reade addressed the team and Jane tried to listen, but her eyes were glued on the picture of her daughter. She was beautiful…

"I'll send a team," Reade was saying.

"No!" Jane forced herself to focus. "We only get one shot at this."

"She's right," Kurt immediately supported her. "It needs to be a small team, if we all leave the country Roman might figure out what's going on and move her. Then we'll never find her."

"Okay," Reade conceded, "Kurt you'll run point. You know Avery and can identify Max."

"No," Jane interrupted, "She's my daughter and I'm running this. I don't want Kurt to go."

"Jane, you can't do this on you own." Kurt protested.

"I want to take someone else," Jane told them, "His name is Clem. I've worked with him on over a dozen K&R missions…all of them successful."

"It's too dangerous," Kurt argued.

"I can't send a civilian, a stranger." Reade immediately denied.

"He's not a stranger," Jane insisted, "He's a professional. I know him."

Kurt felt gutted. She might have chosen him over Clem last night, but when it came down to who she trusted to have her back and go after her daughter…she picked Clem.

"Jane," Patterson protested, "If Kurt hadn't forced the issue we wouldn't even know Avery was still alive."

Jane looked over at Patterson blankly. It was only when her words registered that she saw the devastation on Kurt's face and the accusation the team couldn't hide.

"This is what he does," Jane insisted, "And I don't want Kurt to go for two reasons."

"Jane," Kurt wanted to stop her.

"I had an…inappropriate relationship with Clem and we all know that Kurt will sacrifice anything to get Avery back. I'm not willing to lose my husband to get my daughter back."

"You…" Patterson was looking at Kurt in sympathy.

"I didn't sleep with him," Jane told them, "But we worked together for months…he wanted more and I was…tempted. I already told Kurt, but I'm not going to force him to work with him."

"Give us a minute," Kurt grabbed Jane's hand and pulled her away.

She followed after him silently.

"You cannot stop me from going any more than I can stop you." Kurt told her bluntly.

"She's my daughter…" Jane insisted.

"Well," Kurt reminded her, "I've lived with the thought that I killed her for months. Do you really think that killing any part of you was something I didn't agonize over? She was so much like you…it was like I killed you. I'm going. Even if you had told me you were choosing to be with Clem instead of me…I would still be going. I love her too." Kurt's voice cracked as he admitted that to her.

Jane's eyes closed when she realized just how badly Kurt had been suffering over what happened. Her blaming him certainly hadn't helped.

"This isn't a one way trip," She warned him.

"I will do whatever it takes," Kurt insisted.

"That's why I don't want you to go!" Jane argued.

"So I'm just supposed to let you go, knowing you would die for her too?" Kurt demanded. "We're in this together…or not at all."

Jane knew the ultimatum was a sign of Kurt's desperation.

"Together," Jane agreed with a worried frown.

Kurt leaned in and gave her a brief, hard kiss. "Let's go get Clem."

Jane had never loved him more than she did at that moment.

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Kurt hated Clem. The gentle way he treated Jane, the constant touching her didn't even bother containing knowing that Jane was married to him. He could see how he was able to get inside Jane's defenses. But if he helped them get Avery out, he'd sit there and watch, because this wasn't about him.

Jane shifted uncomfortably. She didn't know exactly how she ended up sitting next to Clem on the plane, but the two men sat across from each other glowering at one another.

"We need to go over the plan," Jane said in the echoing silence.

Kurt turned the tablet Patterson had given them and they reviewed Max's compound.

"It's likely that she being held in the south wing," Clem told Jane, "It's the most heavily fortified and has the lease number of windows."

"How many guards?" Clem looked up at Weller with the question.

"So far as we could tell there are three rotating shifts of six guards." He went on to explain where they were at any given time.

"We need to take out the lookout first," Jane pointed to a guard shack by the front entrance.

"No," Clem denied, "If we do that it will alert the others inside the compound. Someone needs to wait by the gate and take him out when we're on the way out."

"Kurt…" Jane looked over at him.

"No," Kurt denied.

"He's right," Clem insisted looking at Jane, "We need him inside."

It was only at that moment that Kurt realized that they both cared for Jane and it was the one common ground they had.

"You want me to wait outside?" Jane was not amused.

"You have an edge we don't have," Clem reminded her, "If he sees us coming, he will sound the alarm. You don't look like you could hurt a fly…I know, I know, but he doesn't. It gives you the advantage and possibly the time you need to take him out before he alerts the others."

Jane looked over at Kurt and he was nodding his agreement.

"I don't like this," She argued.

"This is what I do," Clem reminded her, "You're too close to the situation, you aren't thinking clearly."

Jane nodded her reluctant agreement.

Clem and Kurt shared a brief moment of silent understanding.

While they continued to go over their plans, Jane studied both men silently. She knew just how difficult this was for Kurt and she wished she were close enough to support him. When she abruptly stood up, they both looked at her in surprise.

"Excuse me," She told Clem and waited for him to move.

They watched her head to the bathroom silently.

"Do you know?" Clem looked over at Kurt after asking that question.

"She told me," Kurt admitted.

"And you're still here?" Clem taunted.

"Well," Kurt reminded him, "She told you no twice and you're still here."

"Guess we're both fools," Clem agreed.

"No," Kurt denied, "We were both lucky enough that she cared about us."

"You more than me apparently," Clem said with an unamused smile.

"No," Kurt denied, "She's loyal. If she hadn't already committed to me, she'd be with you."

"You think so?" Clem wasn't buying it.

"That it ever got even close tells me that," Kurt admitted.

"Guess I'll just have to wait until you screw up again," Clem said.

"Guess I'll have to make sure I never give her another reason to doubt me," Kurt denied.

"Good luck with that," Clem taunted.

Jane came back, but before Clem could stand up to make room for her, she crawled right over the top of Kurt and settled in the seat next to him.

Clem shot Kurt a glare, but he didn't see it. His eyes were focused on his wife and it was a look that made Clem uncomfortably. It was easy to hate someone that wasn't around, but seeing them together made the fruitlessness of his efforts apparent. Even after all that time apart and everything that happened, it was evident to him time might have gone, but their love remained. It sucked.

"You should probably try to get some sleep," Kurt worried, seeing the dark circles underneath her eyes.

"We all should," Jane agreed, letting her head fall against Kurt's shoulder.

Clem closed his eyes not only to block the sight of them together, but to find a way to accept what he wanted most was never going to be…

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Jane listed to the mission through the coms.

"Clear," Kurt said.

"Clear," Clem confirmed.

"Found a locked door," Kurt said quietly.

"Breech," Clem insisted.

Jane could hear the crack of the door.

"I've got her," Kurt said into the coms.

"I can't believe you came!" She could hear Avery crying.

"Shh," Kurt soothed her, "I've got you."

Jane closed her eyes in profound relief.

"Coming out," Kurt said.

"Who are you talking to?" Avery demanded.

"You're mom," Kurt explained.

"You found her?" Avery gasped.

"Let's go," Kurt insisted, "She's waiting by the front gate."

They began making their way out.

Jane moved toward the guard shack with unmistakable purpose. Her family was coming and she was going to make sure the way was clear.

There wasn't one, but two guards in the small structure. She disabled both of them silently.

"Two guards disabled," Jane warned them.

"Two?" Clem froze.

"Is it shift change?" Jane worried.

"If it is," Clem insisted, "We're screwed. We need to get out of here."

Suddenly there was the sound of rapid fire.

"We're exposed," Kurt warned the others even as he shielded Avery from the rounds coming at them.

"I'm coming in," Jane warned them.
"No," Clem insisted, "Stick to the plan."

"The plan just changed," Jane reminded him, ignoring his order.

Just as she reached the side door, it burst opened and Clem was there with Avery. Jane's eyes locked on her daughter and she could see nothing else.

"Avery?" Jane whispered stepping closer.

Avery was looking at Jane with much the same expression.

"We need to go," Clem insisted harshly.

It was only then that Jane noticed that Kurt was missing.

"Where's Kurt?" she demanded, wrapping a protective arm around Avery.

"He was hit!" Avery all but sobbed at her.

"What?" Jane looked down at Avery in shock.

"He gave me his vest," Avery pulled on the Kevlar that protected her.

"You left him?" She demanded looking over at Clem.

"If you want to get your daughter out of here," Clem told her, "You need to go now."

"I'm not leaving Kurt," Jane denied.

"Go," Kurt said over coms.

"NO!" Jane turned back toward the door.

"Get Avery out of here!" Kurt grunted.

"Clem," Jane looked over at him, "Get her out of here."

"No!" Avery clutched at Jane.

"I never gave you up," Jane looked down at Avery with tears in her eyes, "I fought for you…they took you from me. I love you, but I'm not leaving Kurt."

"If you go back in there," Clem warned her, "You're going to die with him."

"We're in this together," Jane told him, taking one last loving look at her daughter.

Clem grabbed Avery's hand and began pulling her away.

"No!" Avery fought, "We need to help them!"

"I am helping them," Clem insisted, "By getting you out of here."

"Jane," Kurt protested, "You have you daughter, you have Clem, go."

"I chose you Kurt," Jane told him, "And I always will."

Kurt closed his eyes and found strength he didn't know he had to push himself off the floor. If she was coming back for him, then he would fight by her side.

The buildings shook with the sound of explosions and even as Jane raced toward him the world seem to come apart.

Jane opened her eyes to see… "Tasha?"

"Like I was going to let you do this all alone," Tasha scoffed.

"We need to go," Keaton warned her.

"Help Weller," Tasha told him, "I've got Jane."

"Is Kurt okay?" Jane worried.

"He's unconscious," Keaton admitted, "But he's alive."

"Where's Avery?" Tasha demanded.

"Clem took her," Jane assured her.
"Are you clear?" Jane asked through the coms.

"We're clear," Clem assured her. "We'll meet you at the hospital."

"Let's go," Jane moved toward Kurt.

"The helicopter is landing in less than a minute," Tasha warned her, "We need to get to the courtyard."

They made it, but barely.

Jane sat next to Kurt's bed and watched him sleep. Next to her sat Avery, looking every bit as worried as she felt.

"He's going to be fine," Jane insisted.

"He was shot twice," Avery reminded her, "And he had a concussion."

"He's strong," Jane assured her.

"I know," Avery admitted looking down. She'd known all those months ago that what she'd been told about him was wrong, but she hadn't been able to stop anything.

Just then Kurt's eyes opened. He looked to the side of the bed and drew in a deep breath at the sight that greeted him. Two beautiful faces, each wearing identical expressions were looking at him with love.

"Avery," Kurt said in relief.

"I'm sorry," Avery began to cry.

"We can figure all that out later," Kurt assured her, "I'm so glad you're safe."

"How are you?" Jane worried.

Looking up at her he remembered. She could have left safely with Clem and her daughter, but she'd chosen to die with him, than have a family that didn't include him. Even after everything.

"I've never felt better," Kurt admitted, with heart eyes just for her.

She felt a single tear slide down her cheek as she returned his look.

"I love you," She said as she leaned in to kiss him.

Of that he could no longer doubt, "I love you too."

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Okay, see how I can rewrite their fake reality? I'm not even sorry. Whatever happens on the show…I'm going with this version. Denial is so wonderfully freeing. Now if I can just make it through Friday's episode…