Kurt sat in his apartment with his cell phone on the table in front of him.
He's computer had the satellite image of Oliver's cabin on the screen. He knew he was being pathetic sitting her waiting to hear from Jane, but he didn't get up.
When her text came through that they had arrived and she was going to take a nap, he responded immediately. Zooming out he confirmed that the cabin was very remote. It was at least a mile from the road and surrounded by National Forrest land. It was probably beautiful there.
Rising up from the table he pocketed his cell phone and headed for the gym at the NYO. He needed to do something to take him mind off Jane being with Oliver.
He exited the elevator and was not that surprised to see Patterson in her lab.
"Do you ever go home?" He asked her from the doorway.
Looking up with a smile she teased him, "I could ask you the same question."
"How'd it go last night after I left?" He worried.
"I had fun," She assured him, "Not as much as Jane…"
Kurt didn't need the reminder. He could still easily see her sitting astride the guy in the booth. He doubted he would be able to get that unwelcome image out of his mind any time soon.
Seeing the look on his face she hastily assured him, "Tasha said she didn't go home with that guy,"
"I know," Kurt admitted. "I gave her a ride back to her place."
"Did she come in with you?" Patterson looked behind Kurt half expecting to find Jane. Since she'd come back, rarely did you see one without the other.
"No," Kurt looked away, "She and Oliver went out of town to his cabin."
Patterson looked at him with a concerned expression, but didn't say anything.
When Kurt's phone indicated a text she watched as he pulled it out to check the contents
The change in him was immediate.
Shots fired.I don't know what's going on.Will advise.
His face went from pained to hard in an instant.
"What's wrong?" She worried immediately. She'd worked with Weller enough to read him easily.
"There've been shots fired at Oliver's cabin." He told her with a hard jaw.
"Is Jane okay?" She demanded as Kurt began to text back.
"I don't know," He denied, "I'm going to need a helicopter."
"I'm on it," She assured him, "I'll have it on the roof waiting for you."
He moved out while she readied what he'd need.
Kurt took only moments to grab his com, gun and vest. As promised Patterson had the helicopter waiting when Kurt arrived. As it took off he looked down and realized that Jane had yet to get back to him. That wasn't a good sign.
"Have you heard anything?" Patterson worried through his earpiece.
"Not yet," He told her.
When the text came through he was furious.
Oliver's witness protection. Mob. At least one gunman. Don't know if they're here for me or him.
Kurt texted
I'm coming, try to hold them off.
Jane texted back
We are okay for now.
He was not reassured.
Looking at the piolet he demanded, "How long?"
"Over an hour," he was informed.
"We need to get someone local out there," Kurt warned Patterson.
"I've tried," She told him. "This place is remote, The Ranger station in the park is empty, because some hikers were reported lost in the woods and they have an extensive search in progress."
"Not good enough," Kurt warned her.
"I'll do what I can," Patterson assured him, "But Kurt you're likely the closest thing she's got to backup."
Kurt cursed Pellington, he cursed Oliver and he cursed himself for ever agreeing to tell Jane what Pellington said. The flight out was too long and when there were no further communications from Jane he could only assume the worst. He didn't know what he was going to do if something happened to Jane. It was an image he couldn't get out of his head. An outcome he couldn't accept. Helplessly he waited, knowing there was nothing he could do. For a man that needed control, it was his worst moment. With every minute that passed Kurt became harder, more ruthless. He wasn't going to lose Jane. Right and wrong became relative as this new objective came into focus. He didn't care what it took, it didn't care what it cost. She was his and nobody was taking her from him. He'd kill anyone who tried.
Jane looked at Oliver's bloody face and grimaced at the swelling she could already feel forming in her own face. He wasn't going to tell them. She'd wanted to stall, to give Kurt the time he needed to get here, but her newly healed body didn't know how much more it could take. Oliver was taking the brunt of the interrogation. After they realized that hurting her didn't motivate him, they'd concentrated their efforts on him.
She didn't know how long it had been, but forever seemed about right.
When she heard a helicopter in the distance, she wanted to sag in relief.
The men looked at each other before four of the five opened the door and headed into the woods. Jane's relief turned into concern. She hoped that Kurt brought an entire team with him.
"You know anything about that copter?" The man demanded to Oliver.
When he incoherently didn't respond he turned to Jane, "Do you know anything?" he demanded.
"What?" She looked at him in confusion.
"The helicopter." The man repeated.
"What helicopter?" Jane pretended ignorance.
The man went back over to the window and looked out again in concern.
Jane didn't hesitate. Charging across the room she slammed into him, the chair broke. Within seconds she'd secured his weapon. Looking up she found Oliver watching her with clear eyes.
She crossed to the kitchen, pulled out a knife and released him.
"Can you stand?" She asked him.
"Yeah," He agreed.
"I think my teams arrived, I'm going to go help." She told him.
"Why not stay here and wait?" He argued.
"That's my team out there," Jane told him, "They are here because I called for backup. I'm not abandoning them."
Bending down he opened a panel in the floor and pulled out a weapon. "Then let's go," He told her.
Jane and Oliver raced to the tree line on the side of the house.
"Where would they have to land?" Jane demanded.
"There's a clearing that way," Oliver pointed.
Jane didn't hesitate. Moving quickly she headed in the direction he indicated.
When she heard automatic weapon fire she listened carefully. She knew that the men from the cabin carried handguns, so she could only assume the gun firing was from her team. She heard the return fire and the helicopter leaving. There was only one automatic weapon she realized with a sinking heart. Surely Kurt hadn't come out here without backup?
"Patterson, how far out is backup?" Kurt demanded.
"Fifteen minutes," She advised, "You should have waited."
He didn't argue. Procedure said that he should have waited, but his one goal, his only goal was getting to Jane.
He'd taken out one target already, he just didn't know how many more there were.
Moving through the trees he made a break for the cabin. If Jane was alive, that's where she'd be.
The second target fell halfway there.
Jane followed the sound of Kurt's movement and she spotted one of the shooters lining up a shot at Kurt. Without thought of giving away her position she fired. Before he could even hit the ground, Jane felt fire steak her left arm. Oliver tackled her and pulled her behind a fallen log.
"Are you hit?" He demanded.
"Just a graze," She assured him, "Left arm."
He checked her injury and realized she was right. It wasn't life threatening.
"That was stupid." He told her.
"Kurt's alive," Jane explained. "So it was worth it."
Kurt took out the man that shot Jane and headed toward her at a dead run. She was alive was his initial thought, but after the barrage of gunfire could no longer be sure.
He jumped over the stump and came down beside Oliver and Jane. Looking over he saw that Oliver was inspecting the blood running down Jane's left arm.
"Are you hit?" He demanded while he crawled closer.
"It's just a graze," She assured him, her relief as seeing him apparent.
Pushing Oliver aside he inspected her arm for himself.
"How many did you get?" Oliver demanded looking around.
"I took out three," Kurt told him, "Jane got one."
"That's all," Oliver said in relief.
Kurt wasn't listening, his hands, his eyes were running over Jane desperately.
"I'm fine," She assured him, letting her head fall back on the tree trunk.
"Our backup team is arriving in the clearing in just a few minutes," Kurt told Oliver still looking at Jane, "Guide them back here."
Looking at the two before him, Oliver conceded defeat. This was never going anywhere anyway.
Kurt waited just long enough for him to walk a few feet before he pulled Jane onto his lap and held her tightly.