She ran away while he was still screaming at her, reminding her yet again of her betrayal to the team. After, he looks everywhere for her, in SIOC and in the lab, but she was nowhere to be found until Nas informed him Jane passed right by her when she left zero division. So Kurt headed this way. He found her sitting on the floor, in front of the holding cell.

—Jane ... what are you doing here?

She didn't respond so he sat next to her, but not close enough to come into contact with her.

—I am sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you.

—Don't.

After a moment of silence, he decided to ask.

—Why did you come here? The office is big enough, you could have hide anywhere.

—So why did I choose zero division? Or right in front of the holding cell that was always intended for me?

—It...

He wanted to tell her it would never be her cell, but...

—I'm not naïve, I know you and Nas don't trust me and that Pellington would never have allowed this without a way to prevent me from running if any of you thought I would. I won't run, by the way. But it is clear the plan was to put me in this cell if I didn't want to collaborate, at least until the CIA came back for me. And it's still a way to keep me in line. It is a treat and I know it.

—So why did you choose to come right in front of it after our discussion?

—We are calling that a discussion? In my point of view, it was more an argument.

Kurt kept his mouth shut. But when Jane didn't talk, he did.

—You will not go back to the CIA. Whatever I have to do to keep you away from them, I will.

—It might not be enough. If Nas thinks I'm not good enough, or if the CIA is determined enough, there will be nothing you would be able to do.

—Do you want to talk about it? The CIA, Nas, Sandstorm.

—You already know everything there is to know about Sandstorm and Nas.

—Still, you were kept for three months in a CIA black site and we know nothing about that time.

—So you just want to know everything about me.

—Only the part you want to tell. It must have been horrible. But now, when you decided to run from me, you could have gone anywhere, even your safe house, even out of the FBI, but you chose a holding cell.

Jane twitched a bit.

—If you don't want to tell me, it's okay too. But just know I will listen. Even if I didn't send you there, I still feel like I could have done more for you.

She wanted to tell him he could have let her explain, but she didn't find it in her to say such evil thing. She didn't want to hurt him again.

—I... While I was there, most of it, I could go to my safe place in my mind and be fine, no pain, no nothing. But...

Kurt took her hand and squeezed it.

—I didn't have hope in my safe place. You'll probably say I'm strange and not normal, but the place that gave me hope was my cell. When I was in it... They never tortured me or hurt me or anything while I was in my cell. They never let me in handcuff either. They would sometimes tormented me, saying I didn't deserve the food I was given, but nothing too bad.

Kurt signed.

—The cell was the place I was plotting my escape. I was left alone there and I could rest a bit, recuperate before the next round. I always thought they would eventually take that away from me too, but they never did. Maybe because I escaped before they had the chance.

—So the view of this holding cell is making you calm and hopeful?

—Always the same light, same sound, more or less, same view, same walls. I could think that once I would have escaped, I would... Everything would be better. That I would be able to stop Sandstorm. If you didn't want to listen to me, I was okay with it, I made peace with that. But I had hoped I would find and stop Shepard.

—We will stop her.

—Sometime, when the team is hostile toward me, I doubt I will be able to complete my mission. But when I come here, I go back to when I only had that. It was my only thought.

—You are not alone. We are all in it.

—You're wrong. I'm more alone than I was before. At the black site, I mourned the team. I mourned everything except freedom and vengeance. I even mourned you. But being back here, having all of you so close, yet even farther than before...

—Just give us time. We'll get there.

—I know it will take time. But sometimes, it's like I'm still in the cell, with my hopes. And then someone says something and I am back with a team who doesn't even trust me, but ask me to be trustworthy.

—I trust you. Not completely, but in the field, I do. You had your chance at the motel, you didn't take it. I know you won't hurt me willingly.

—Some time, I actually want to go back into my cell. The thought of tortures to come was nearly better than all of this.

—No Jane, we do trust you, and you will succeed. You have to believe that.

—I do believe it, but it is easier in front of this cell.

—I promise you, you will never go back into one as long as I have a say in the matter.

—But Kurt, I want to go back in it. I want to go into that one. To feel safe, to feel hope. Just to know everything will eventually be okay. I want to go into it.

—Why didn't you? You could have gone in, no?

—There is a code for the door. And once in, I am certain the door will close. I don't want to have the team find me in it.

—Do you want to go in now? I will stay and open the door for you.

—Really?

—If that can help you.

—But, I would want to be alone inside it.

—Then I'll go further in the hallway. You won't see me. Just knock when you want to get out.

—Okay, but...

—Yes?

—Make sure the team doesn't find out.

—Whatever you need.

They stand up and Kurt opened the door to the cell.

—You still up for this?

—Yes.

—I will come as soon as you call me.

Jane smiled at him. She entered the cell and heard the door close behind. She barely heard Kurt walked away. For the first time since she escaped, she felt like she was at peace, like nothing would come upon her for a while. The sensation was even better than at the CIA, she trusted Kurt to come, but also to keep her secret. Paradoxically, she felt free, she felt like everything was possible again. Once she reached bottom, she could only go up again. Maybe she was crazy, but she would defeat Sandstorm, she would make her own mother pay for what she did to her, she would avenge Mayfair's murder and she would make them pay.

Kurt said there was no making this right, but for once, she was back with that hope that she could make it right, make it better.

She sat on the bed, but it felt wrong. She didn't have a bed in her cell. So she sat on the ground. She removed her shoes and then her socks. She didn't have that before. She left her toes felt the cold of the floor. Suddenly, she felt alive, more alive than at the FBI, more than at the black site, more than ever before. She had a purpose.

She had something she never had before, because when she was searching who she was, she didn't know what it was to lose everything, to lose your purpose in life, and be stripped to nothing again. She had a chance in life to rebuild and become who she wanted to be, a clean slate. And she was going to take it and make the best of it.

After what felt like an eternity, she put back her socks and shoes and stood up. She knocked on the glass and call for Kurt.

He came instantly and opened the door for her. She was smiling like she never smiled before.

—Thank you so much, I really needed this.

—I can see it. You look like a kid at Christmas.

—I needed to feel all that again. And I am more determined than ever before.

—Glad to hear it, even if it took putting you in a cell to do so.

—I know you just promised you would never do it, but you didn't break your promise, you helped me.

—Glad I could help.

Why would Zero Division already have a holding cell for Roman later in season 2? Maybe it was for Jane, maybe it was for Shepard.