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Tasha stood outside Jane and Weller's door but hesitated. She needed to tell them the rest.

Just as she was about to knock the door opened.

"Tasha," Patterson said in surprise.

"There's more," Tasha admitted.

"What more?" Kurt demanded looking down at Jane in concern.

"He's not dead," Tasha confirmed, "But he's not exactly free either."

"What?" Jane asked in confusion.

"Blake insisted that he be committed." Tasha explained.

"He's in a mental institution?" Kurt confirmed.

"He has been this entire time," Tasha verified.

"Are he and Blake…" Jane trailed off.

"No," Tasha denied, "She might care for him, but she didn't trust him anymore."

"So he didn't choose to stay away?" Jane confirmed. Some of her broken heart mended.

"He probably has no idea what's going on," Tasha denied.

"I want to see him," Jane insisted.

"It's not far," Tasha admitted, "But we can't just walk in there. Our pictures been all over the news, they'll recognize us for sure."

"We can't go there," Kurt agreed, "But can we get him out to come here?"

"You want to bring him here?" Patterson repeated in dismay.

"How else is he going to help us?" Tasha reminded her.

"Well, I'm sorry, but the last time I had contact with him, he was trying to have me killed," Patterson reminded her.

"That was before he was cured of the zip poisoning," Jane insisted.

"He's still dangerous," Kurt said gently.

"He'll always be dangerous," Jane admitted, "But he doesn't just kill people indiscriminately."

"Jane," Kurt placed his hands on her shoulders as he turned to face her, "I know you love him, but you can't trust him. Not yet, maybe not ever."

"I'll be careful," Jane promised solemnly.

"How do we get him here?" Kurt asked Patterson.

"I'll try to get him transported," Patterson assured them, "We'll pick him up in route."

As Tasha and Patterson turned to go back to the computer, Kurt remained silent.

"I know you don't want him here," Jane said softly.

"You love him and he might hurt you," Kurt didn't deny her statement, "I've watched him do that over and over again. No, I don't want him here, but I understand why you need him."

"Thank you," Jane whispered as she placed a kiss on his collar bone.

He burrowed his hand into her hair and held her against him tightly. How could this possibly work out?

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"Patterson…" Tasha looked over at her in concern.

"Let's just clear the air right now," Patterson turned to face Tasha, "Are you hiding any more life altering secrets from the rest of us?"

"NO!" Tasha insisted, "That's everything."
"See," Patterson turned back to the computer, "The problem with your assurance is that I don't trust you anymore."

Rich looked away and rubbed his neck uncomfortably. Patty Cakes had sass.

"I should have told you all," Tasha knew she deserved that comment.

"Does Reade know?" Patterson demanded.

"No," Tasha admitted, "I didn't tell anyone."

"He's going to love that," Patterson pointed out.

"What was I supposed to do?" Tasha asked in frustration, "I couldn't let Roman die and I couldn't let him go to a black site. He was Jane's brother!"

"I thought you said it was Blake that insisted," Patterson reminded her.

"I didn't exactly argue with her," Tasha insisted.

"So what was it?" Patterson demanded, "You couldn't turn your back on Jane's brother or Blake demanded he get help so you let him live?"

"It was both!" Tasha admitted, "I knew how much Jane loved him and it was the price I had to pay for Blake's cooperation."

"That's convenient," Patterson said flatly.

"Uhhh," Rich interrupted, "Guys. We have a problem."
Patterson moved to look down at his monitor.

"He escaped?" She asked in alarm.

"When?" Tasha worried.

"Over a month ago," Rich explained.

"Why would he wait so long to break out?" Tasha didn't understand.

"That's when the news broadcast our pictures as wanted felons," Patterson reminded her.

"So you think he saw that the FBI had turned on Jane and then he broke out?" Rich clarified.

"This is so not good," Patterson worried.

"How do we find him now?" Tasha wondered.

"You don't," Jane said from the doorway, "We let him find me."

"It's too risky," Kurt immediately protested. "If he can find you so can Madeline."

"We're moving anyway," Jane reminded them, "I only need to be exposed for a little while. That's all it will take."

"What if he still wants to kill you?" Rich worried.

"He doesn't," Jane insisted, "I don't think he ever did."

"He faked it pretty well then," Rich insisted.

"Jane…" Kurt protested.

"I know my brother," She reminded him, "Give me a chance to show you who he really is."

"What do we do?" Kurt conceded. He just hoped this decision didn't get them all killed.

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Jane stood at the pay phone and took a deep and steadying breath. This was it.

Kurt watched her lift up the receiver from half a block away. He wanted to be close enough to hold her if this didn't work out, but keeping her physically safe was his priority now.

Jane dialed the old Sandstorm number. It was unlikely anyone would answer. After the seventh ring she was about to hang up when suddenly a voice answered, "Joey's pizza."

Jane's eyes closed and she drew in a harsh breath. It was Roman. She'd know his voice anywhere.

"I need a pizza delivered," Jane said.

"Location?"

She gave him the address they'd scouted out earlier.

Roman said nothing else and Jane hung up the phone with a hand that trembled. He was alive.

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Roman's heart was racing when he hung up the phone. He'd almost missed her call. After all these weeks of waiting he was finally getting the chance he needed. He wouldn't waste it.

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When Jane started walking toward him, Kurt met her halfway.

"Did he answer?" He worried.

"He did," Jane admitted, "I set up the meet."

"What'd he say?" Kurt asked her.

"Nothing," Jane admitted.

"So you have no idea if he's going to hurt or help you when you meet him." Kurt scowled.

"No," Jane agreed.

"Nas texted me," Kurt told her, "She's got Reade."

"That's a relief, but she needs to be careful," Jane worried, "Drawing Madeline's attention to her could get her killed."

"She assured me that she knows what she's getting into." Kurt insisted.

"So did we," Jane reminded him.

Kurt silently agreed.

"Did she say anything about Avery?" Jane continued.

"She set Avery up in her own version of witness protection," Kurt admitted. "It's completely off the books."

"We're going to owe her," Jane told him.

"Taking down Madeline and her corrupt officials will get her career the boost it needs after Sandstorm." Kurt noted.

"If she lives through it," Jane agreed.

"When are we meeting Roman?" Kurt steered the conversation back to the source of his biggest concern.

"We aren't," Jane denied, "I'm going alone."

"No, you're not," Kurt immediately protested, "What if he's there to kill you?"

"I'm not that easy to kill," Jane reminded him.

"You're also not invincible." Kurt reminded her back.

"Kurt you still don't have full range of motion for your arm and I don't want to spook Roman off before I get a chance to talk to him," Jane admitted.

"I'm going," Kurt would not be dissuaded.

"He might actually want to kill you," Jane worried.

"Then it's better to know that now than later when we're sleeping," Kurt said pragmatically.

She couldn't argue with that.

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Jane was nervous. She tried to convince Kurt to watch from a distance, but he wasn't having any of that. He was standing breath close to her. His concern was clear.

"What if he doesn't come?" Jane worried.

What if he does? Kurt thought silently.

Tasha, Rich and Patterson were all watching. To say that none of them were comfortable with this was an understatement.

Rich was the only one besides Jane that was even remotely excited. Roman had become something of a legend to him and he wanted to meet him. Kurt had only shaken his head at his enthusiastic rambling.

Suddenly Jane saw him. Kurt looked over at her when he felt her take his hand. Following her gaze he watched as Roman crossed the street. His eyes glanced off them and scanned the area. It looked like they weren't the only ones on edge.

When he was almost within touching distance, Roman turned his attention to his sister.

"You remember," He realized.

"How'd you know?" She asked him.

"I got your message from the hospital," He reminded her of the message Remi had left for Sheppard so long ago.

"I thought you were dead," Jane's voice held a note of accusation.

"Yeah," Roman rubbed his neck uncomfortably, "I've held your death certificate, it kind of sucks."

Jane winced at that reminder.

"I love you," She said suddenly.

Roman took in a sharp breath. Leaning his head back he looked up. When his eyes fell back on her he opened his arms.

She took a stumbling step forward and he enveloped her tightly.

Kurt watched on none of his tension abated. Both of these two were lethal in close quarters. He wanted the width of the Grand Canyon between them. He held back his concern to give her this moment. He hoped this time it was real.

Roman met Kurt's eyes over Jane's shoulder.

The two men shared a moment of understanding. There was no love lost between them, but they loved the same woman. For her they would try not to kill each other.

"Weller," Roman greeted him.

"Roman," Kurt returned.

Jane took a step back and Kurt took a breath.

"Looks like the FBI turned their backs on you," Roman taunted.

"There's corruption," Kurt argued.

"Isn't there always?" Roman asked him.

"We're trying to clear our names," Kurt explained.

"Well, that could definitely get you killed," Roman smiled.

"We need your help," Jane admitted.

"Why do you think I broke out?" Roman asked her.

"Nobody knows you're alive," Jane worried, "If you help us, you could be exposed."

"You mean I might not have to live my life in a mental institution?" Roman reminded her, "That'd be a shame."

"Are you…" Jane didn't know how to ask if he still wanted to kill them.

"Homicidal?" Roman asked helpfully, "Not right now."

"Cured of the Zip poisoning?" Jane clarified.

"Completely," Roman assured her, "You?"

"It was close," Jane admitted, "But yeah. Thanks for your help with that."

"So what name do you go by now?" Roman asked her curiously, "Remi or Jane?"

"I'm Jane," She said without apology.

"Understood," Roman didn't seem surprised.

"We should probably take this someplace a little less public," Kurt suggested.

"Lead the way," Roman agreed easily.

Jane kept herself between Kurt and Roman. She loved Roman, but she didn't trust him, not with Kurt's wellbeing.

Roman knew what she was doing and he didn't blame her. He had tried to have them all killed.

"Did Patterson enjoy the clues?" Roman asked casually.

"She appreciated the challenge," Jane admitted.

"I'm glad she was able to get the book of cures," Roman admitted.

"She and Rich found it in Peru." Jane explained.

"Rich," Roman smiled, "I have to admit I was surprised when he joined your team. A dark web criminal behind the FBI firewall is quite a risk."

"He's reformed." Jane insisted.

"Aren't we all?" Roman taunted.

Patterson fell into step with them.

"Patterson," Roman greeted her.

"Roman," She returned.

"You seem a little miffed," He pointed out.

"Well, you did try to have me killed," She reminded him.

"You beat out a pretty impressive assassin," Roman noted.

"I'll have you know you ruined my date," Patterson all but growled.

Roman looked at her with a funny expression.

"I'm sorry?" He offered.

"It wouldn't have worked out anyway, you're too picky," Rich fell into step behind them. "I'm Rich."

"I know," Roman acknowledged.

"You look pretty good for a dead guy," Rich couldn't help but notice.

"I'm going to tell Boston," Patterson warned him.

"A guy can look!" Rich protested, "Shheesh."

Roman shared a side look with Jane. She was suppressing her amusement.

"Rich can be…inappropriate," Jane offered.

"All because I'm not too rigid…" Rich began.

"Well at least he's honest," Roman said to Jane.

"That's not what I meant!" Rich protested.

Kurt listened to their banter silently. He'd trusted Roman before. Believed in him and been betrayed. He wouldn't get pulled back in again.

Jane watched Kurt with a worried expression. She knew he was right to worry, but she had another chance to save her brother, she just hoped he wasn't here to destroy them.

Tasha was the last to join them.

"Roman," She greeted.

"Zapata," Roman returned.

"You broke out," She said her tone accusing.

"Yeah," Roman conceded, "Didn't kill anyone doing it."

"Well that's something," She said, her tone dry.

"Just so you know," He went on, "I'm not going back either."

"Is that a threat?" Tasha asked him.

"No," Roman denied, "I doubt any of us are going to live through this anyway."

"Well aren't you a ray of sunshine," Rich said.

"Where's the former Assistant Director?" Roman looked around, "Did he actually get killed in the drone strike?"

"He's with Nas," Jane explained, "Trying to work on the system from the inside."

"So he's already dead," Roman noted.

"No," Tasha protested, "He's with Nas."

Roman remain prudently silent. Denial was never healthy, but he'd leave her to find that out on her own…