Chapter 13: Can We Keep Him?

As Jordan continued to walk he realized that maybe he had jumped the gun, but Amy was destined for so much more. She was an intelligent and bright female and she shouldn't be messing around with a man from the carnival. The carnival life is not what he wanted for her, if she wouldn't be wasting her time running around after Patrick and the life of her family she could be so much more. He would get her out. He had gotten out and he'd get her out. He looked up when he noticed that he was near the CBI, a part of him would be lying if he wasn't curious about what his brother got up too so he walked towards the entrance to see what was up.

*FR*

Patrick awoke once more and found himself in the same hospital room. At that very moment it all came crashing back to him, the fact that he may never be able to walk again. Sure the doctor was optimistic about therapy and medications, but he knew that the cards were never in his favor as of late and he would probably be in this predicament forever. He hadn't gone to the restroom on his on since he woke up. They had come in about an hour after he woke up and removed his catheter and now they waited to see if he could go like a big boy, or would they have to come in and show him how to use the catheter on a permanent temporary basis. As he pondered this he noticed he wasn't alone.

"You're here." He smiled.

"Of course, where else would I be? I had a certain blonde with me earlier but you were sleeping. She kissed you and then she went home. Have you seen him?" Amy asked as she sat on the bed.

"Of course, he was here when I woke up earlier, he met Lisbon too, and she called him."

"Yea, she thought that you had some kind of brain disorder can you believe that?" she laughed nervously.

"Why are you so nervous?" he asked taking her hand.

She pulled away and began to pace. How could she do this? She never should've gone to that house. If she wouldn't have went to the house her last dream wouldn't have been crushed. She had been told time and time again that when they died something inside of him broke. It broke and he forgot her, he forgot what she meant to him. She didn't want to be his niece that got into trouble anymore; she wanted to be his little girl. She wanted her daddy to hold her in her arms and tell her everything was going to be alright. She wanted to be his Rosie. Hell she couldn't even remember if this new him even remembered that.

"I went to the house with Lisbon to get your some things. I saw it, I saw her room. It's still there, with everything." She waited for his answer.

He could see the hurt all over the place. Why did she look so hurt? Of course he would have Charlotte's room intact he couldn't let go and he knew this made him weak. It was just she was his little girl, and every time he tried or made an attempt to throw away her things he just couldn't. They were her things and if he threw them away then he would be telling himself for once and for all that she was gone and never coming back. Even though he knew for a fact that were true, a little piece of his heart held on to that denial happily and he wasn't afraid to let that go.

"I know that keeping all that stuff is a bit off but-

"It's time for your medication Mr. Jane." A perky nurse stated as she came in cutting off his words.

Amy watched as the nurse came in and gave him the pills in a cup that he took gladly. She adjusted something in the drip in his arms and then he grabbed him underneath both arms and pulled him up in the bed. She did it easily but he still grimaced from the pain in his chest. Wait a second, why would he need someone to help him up in the bed like that.

"Patty what's going on?" she asked almost panicked.

"Nothing is the matter Amy, I'm just going to need a little help for a while but it's not to worry. They assure me that this is almost temporary."

"What is?"

"My legs Rosie, I can't feel them."

*FR*

Jordan knew that of course he was going to get weird looks from people in the government building; I mean he was the exact duplicate of someone that they thought was in critical condition. It also didn't help that when they asked to see his ID there was a complete different name on it and neither one of them similar to the man in question but that wasn't the only thing he saw as he went through the motion of getting a pass to go up to CBI.

They were lots of scowls, and some people looked at him with pure hate. What was that all about? His brother was always the likeable one. He would be the first to admit that was part of the reason he hated him so much because everyone loved him. He could sell a television to a blind man and that was what he hated. He was Alex Jane's son and he was his mother's and sadly in lots of cases that made him not a very likeable person.

"So Jane what kind of game you playing? We saw the news and everything, I was about to go down to the church and say a prayer for you. Now you come waltzing in here with a fake idea, and a pair of glasses, and what we are supposed to believe you are a new man?" the man running the metal detector quipped. His name tag said his name was Jeremy.

"I guess you're not a fan of Paddy's?" Jordan asked.

The man took one look at Jordan, a really good look and his eyes widened.

"Dear god, they're two of you?" the man just about gasped.

"Yea and compared my brother, he's a pussycat. You have good day Jerry."

As Jordan walked off he could feel the man's eyes burying into him. He thought to himself maybe this could be fun after all.

*FR*

"So Boss, how's Jane doing? Is he up to visitors yet?" Grace Van Pelt asked her boss once she came out of her office.

Lisbon took a moment to look at her team. The rest of Jane's family and she didn't know how to break it to them. She hadn't even told them that she had spent the better part of the morning explaining to the heads that she and I Patrick were together. There was nothing in the rules that stated that they couldn't be together because Patrick was a consultant. She also had to tell of his condition, maybe she could get a bit of sympathy and two certain members of her team would be upset about she and Jane.

"Patrick is awake, I called and told you that, but he's not out of the woods. There was a bit of a problem with the bullet."

"What kind of problem?" Van Pelt asked.

"The bullet fragments, they hit his spine and well he can't feel his legs right now."

"Is it permanent?" Cho asked for once dropping his deadpan façade.

"We don't know. All we can do is be there for each other. I don't know when you guys plan on going to see him but I'm heading back really soon. I was explaining to Bertram that we're together now and well I have to be there for-"

"Together? Are you saying that you and Jane are a couple now Boss?" Rigsby asked nervously.

"Yea I'm saying we are. He's only a consultant here and well there's no law against that, and I'm sorry for the way that things turned out with you and Wayne and I wish it would be different but Jane needs me right now. He needs us all we're his family." She explained.

"We know, it's just well it took the two of you long enough." Van Pelt tried but couldn't suppress her smile.

Lisbon wanted to scold Van Pelt because she was her boss but when it came down to the Teresa, Grace friendship the two shared it was going to be kind of hard to sold her. That was going to be another thing, was it going to be easy trying to separate the Jane and Lisbon relationship and the Teresa and Patrick one?

She didn't have much time to contemplate that matter when he heard a gasp followed by something drop from a desk. She looked up and a certain blonde was heading her way with those dorky glasses in tow.

"Agent Lisbon, just the person I was looking for. I find myself a man without anything to do, so I thought that since my brother is out of commission for a while I would help out with this consulting." Jordan practically beamed at her.

"Right, everyone allow me to introduce Dr. Jordan Matheson Jane's twin brother."

She was not shocked to see the faces of three shocked agents staring back at her.

*FR*

"I told you that I was busy and you are to never call me!" Alex Jane shouted into his cellphone.

Amy was doing her best not to listen in on the intense phone call that her grandfather was having but she could sense the anger in his mannerisms. Whomever it was he was speaking with was pissing him off in the worst way.

"Is everything alright?" she asked as she approached him.

Alex Jane nearly jumped out of his skin when he turned to see his granddaughter standing there. She looked more and more like her mother every day, he thank god every day that the only thing she had in common with her mother was her looks because he wouldn't be able to bare if she acted like the vile woman. He took that moment to compose himself and answer her.

"Everything is alright, it's just work. They don't seem to understand that I need to be here for Patrick." He explained.

Amy frowned at this. "You own the place don't you?"

"Of course, but as they say places just simply can't run themselves. How's Patrick?"

"Did you hear about his paralysis?"

"I did, but I don't want you to worry about a thing. He's going to be fine he has Teresa and more importantly he has you. You have always been good for him."

"Sure I have, accept that time that he forgot who I was." She deadpanned.

"He knows exactly who you are, and he loves you. It's hard for him to remember the things from that time, he forgot you to keep you safe." He explained.

"Right, so are you going to come in?" she asked as she stood outside his door.

"No you go on in, I think I better make one more call." He smiled as he turned towards the nearest elevator.

She smiled as a nurse headed her way with a huge bouquet of lilies and balloons. She loved lilies they were her mother's favorite. She opened the door for the nurse wider and walked in right along with her.

She immediately looked to her father on the bed. He was fast asleep. They really hadn't had time to talk since he told her what was going on. She didn't care that her real father was there, Patrick would always be her dad no matter what. She kissed him on the forehead and wiped her hand across his brow.

"Is he running a fever, he seems warm to me?" she asked her.

"Just a little one, but we are giving him so antibiotics for that. It's normal after a body has gone through his type of trauma he's doing quite well. Are you his daughter?" she asked politely.

Amy froze at that question she didn't actually no how to answer. She took a deep breath and thought about it.

"Yes, I am. How did you guess?"

"You have his eyes."

She smiled at that, she guess she did, they were Jordan's eyes as well.

"These were delivered early this morning. I've been meaning to bring them in when he was awake but I always miss it. So I decided they should greet him when he woke up. Maybe put a smile on that handsome face."

"Their lovely, red lilies, their rare and my mom's favorite." She smiled.

"There's a card, I'll leave you alone so you can have some time." She smile leaving.

Amy smiled as she saw that there was a card. She nearly lost her lunch when she saw that it had a red smiley face on the card. She fumbled for the tab and read the card. The words hurt her deeply, this was not happening again. It was time she ended it once and for all. She kissed Patrick once more as she left the room on a mission.

*FR*

Teresa Lisbon was just breaking rules all over the place. First she had spent the better half of the morning explaining that she hadn't broken any laws by being in love with Patrick Jane and she was sure that it was not getting in the way of their work, and now she was trying to find a suspect with the twin of her what was Jane? Was he really her boyfriend? Yea, so now she had his boyfriend, surrounding the house of a suspect with her. She told him to stay in the car, but he wouldn't just like his counterpart. He did however, down the vest that she had passed to him, but he seemed even more scared than Jane ever was in this kind of situation.

"Okay Cho, Van Pelt I want the two of you to take the left and Rigsby and I will meet about with you around the right side of the house. You Jordan you stay here beside the car." She explained.

"What? I put on the stupid vest, are you really going to make me stand by the car like some little chicken shit?"

"Yes I would prefer you inside the car, but I don't know if I can trust you around the siren. Your brother seemed to like that a lot so you stand here and if the bad guy comes scream or wave your hands or something." Lisbon patted him on the shoulder and walked off with Rigsby.

"Do you think this was a good idea boss?" Rigsby whispered as they walked along the side of the house.

"No, something tells me this Jane is going to be more trouble than the original.

He watched them all walk off and took in his surroundings. He guess this was the ghetto. The rundown buildings reminded him of where he and his family lived when they weren't traveling with the circus. Those three months were always the best for him, he loved them more than the carnival. That was the thing with him, he was as smart as Jane he just didn't like being a showman. It looked like his brother still pretended to be a showman. You would think he would be afraid of showing off but he could tell as they looked at him that they kept waiting for him to pull the rabbit from a hat. He was just as good as his brother, but if they wanted smoke and mirrors they were in the wrong place.

He turned to the left when he thought he heard a noise and sure there was a noise. The perp was coming at him like a bat out of hell and he was swinging a pipe of all things. A freaking pipe and he thought he was going to let him get away.

Teresa Lisbon was on the hells of one Perrington Romeraz who was wanted in suspicion of viciously raping and killing his girlfriend and he was heading right for one Jordan Jane or Matheson, he was heading for her current thorn in her side.

"CBI freeze Perrington! " She shouted but he just kept on running towards Jordan who was about to blindsided.

Jordan took out his hand and forcibly clotheslined the guy causing him to drop to the ground. Then he took out a small gun from one of his pockets and aimed it at the guy on the ground.

"Freeze, we're the police you shouldn't be running!" he shouted with a smile that was so Jane.

"Did you see that? My god that was awesome, he actually thought he was going to swipe me with that pipe!" he beamed. He hadn't gotten this kind of rush in months.

"You have a gun, why do you have a gun?" Lisbon asked dragging him away from the perp as Cho handcuffed him and read him his rights.

"I was coming on a ride along with the police to catch a suspected killer, why the hell wouldn't I have a gun? I got a permit for it, only a fool would be out here without any kind of weapon to defend himself. Oh I see." He sighed when it dawned on him.

"Yea your brother doesn't carry a weapon. He knows that anything can happen and he knows that we have his back."

"Well he's stupid. He needs to get over his fear of guns, what happened to us when we were kids was kids. His stupid phobia is going to get him killed."

"What are you talking about?"

"When we were kids-"

"That was total badass man! Boss can we keep him too?" Rigsby asked finally joining the rest of the team.

"All of you in the car now." She sighed pulling her new consultant towards their car.

A/N: There you have it a new chapter with lots of stuff that I hope you found interesting. I don't know this story had gotten away from me for a while but now I know where it needs to be and what is going to happen. Sorry no Jisbon this chapter but I've decided that the next chapter will be full only with Jisbon as Lisbon spends the day with Jane at the hospital. Are you guys still in there with me? All feedback I important to me, so drop me a line. So many questions right? Who was Alex talking to? Where has Amy gone? Why does Jordan have a gun? What happened when they were kids? Should this story continue? Hope to hear from you soon.