Memento Mori
A Selection of shorts and unrelated one-shots. Mostly stuff that comes to my head while watching the show or things I think should have happened. Things I would like to see. Jane Centric, but there will be shorts about the other characters as well.
Hey guys, since Blindspot is not back till MARCH 2. (later for me as I am in sunny old England) I thought I would post a nice chapter about Avery and Jane. So here is a little short of Jane being a Mama Bear.
Mama Bear
Jane wrestled her coat from her shoulders as she closed the door behind her, throwing the worn leather carelessly towards the unmade bed. The hotel room she was staying in was not particularly fantastic; in fact it was quiet the opposite, but it defiantly was not the worst she had stayed in. Throwing her cell towards the bed and moving towards the bathroom, she stripped and climbed into the shower. The scalding hot water causing her tense body to relax ever so slightly.
She showered until the water ran cold, then dressed and headed towards the bedroom. Jane poured herself a glass of Whisky and took a seat on the floor, her back leaning against the side of the bed, she chugged the glass, not waiting to savor the taste before pouring herself another. Reaching for the photo that rested on her bedside table, Jane sipped her second glass slowly. It was a photo she had 'obtained' from Avery's personal file. She stared at her daughters smiling face and felt her heart ache. Ever since coming back from her 'trip' around the world, she felt overwhelmed by emotions. One moment she felt a mixture of fear, confusion, despair and misery. Other times. She felt nothing. Just empty...cold.
Today, it was the former. It broke her heart to see her daughter sitting on the other side of the interrogation table, strapped to a lie detector while Kurt and the team asked her questions. It seemed to be the family tradition, being trapped in that room and questioned to no end. She had reluctantly agreed to the lie detector but had outright refused when Reed suggested she stay in Zero division for the night. She was not going to have her daughter spend another minuet in a cell.
Jane saw to it herself that Avery made it to the safe-house safe and sound, choosing the two men that had kept her safe in her first year with the FBI. It killed her to leave her daughter, scared and alone; Just as she had felt when Kurt had left her for the first night, but not as much as it pained to hear the words that left her daughters mouth as she left.
Her daughter hated her.
She could understand why, but it still hurt to hear it. Jane thought she was pretty unlucky to have ended up with a mother like her...and an uncle like Roman. Avery has had a good life however, apart from the whole kidnapping and being held prisoner thing. She had, had a life Remi would have never have been able to give her. Having thought long and hard about it, Jane was actually thankful Shepard did what she did. Stealing her child away and giving her to someone else was probably the nicest thing her mother had ever done for her...How fucked up was that. At least her baby girl didn't grow up to be like her family. She had had a normal life. The life she deserved.
Taking a deep breath and wiping a tear from her eye, Jane placed the photo back on the side table and quickly finished the contents of the glass. She poured herself another and she let her head fall against the bed, staring up at the ceiling and watching as the light from outside danced across the dull white paint. When morning finally came, the bottle of whisky was empty and her back ached from her position on the floor. Getting to her feet she took a quick shower and left for work.
xx
She stopped by the local coffee stand on her way in. Ordering a black coffee for herself and a vegan brownie. It was then she realized, she didn't even know what her daughter would want. Was she a coffee person or a tea person. Sweet or savory? She thought for a moment, feeling a surge of guilt and deciding to buy one of each. One coffee, milk on the side, one tea, milk on the side, one chocolate muffin and one almond croissant. Packing it all in a bag, she continued towards the office.
It was a little after eight by the time Jane arrived in the office, heading straight to the interview room her daughter currently occupied. Avery didn't look up from the game she was playing on the device Rich has been kind enough to lend her. Jane placed the bag on the table and removed the contents.
"I got you some breakfast." She said. Avery glanced up towards the food, then back towards the game she played.
"I'm allergic to nuts."
"Oh" Jane's shoulders slumped. placing the pastry back in the bag. Kurt would surely eat it. They were his favorite
"You would know that if you actually took the time to raise me."
Jane bit back a retort, letting her daughter attack her. Avery has been though a lot, it was only natural that she would want to blame somebody. She understood why that person had to be her.
"What about the muffin?" Jane asked. Avery looked long and hard at the muffin before turning her gaze upwards towards Jane.
"I don't chocolate."
Taking a deep breath, Jane placed the muffin on the table, folding her arms.
"Just yesterday you ate an entire party pack of snickers bars."
A guilty expression crossed Avery's features for a brief moment.
"Would you prefer I order you something?" Jane asked, Avery looked up at her confused.
"Only if it's non of that vegan crap that you eat." Jane smiled for a second.
"No. I doesn't have to be any of my 'vegan crap'" Jane said, pushing the muffin closer. "Now eat your breakfast...and watch your language."
The teen rolled her eyes.
Jane's heart skipped a beat as soon she she looked out towards the office bullpen. The elevator doors opening and a single man walking out, Avery followed her gaze.
"What's wrong with you. You look like you've seen a ghost."
Jane watched them approach, her hand forming onto a fist.
"Stay here." She said distractedly, Avery turned once again to stare at her video game.
"Like I have a choice."
xx
Jane closed the door behind her as she made her way out of the interview room, planting her feet and crossing her arms. Kurt, led the team plus Keaton towards her.
"Jane-" Reed began, he did not have time to finish what he was saying before Jane interrupted.
"What is he doing here?"
"He came to talk to Avery" Kurt interjected.
"Like hell he is." Jane argued.
"Jane, it's Okay, he is-"
"That man is not going anywhere near my daughter."
Keaton sighed, a devilish smirk crossing his features. He ran a hand through his greasy hair, taking a step forward, Jane didn't move.
"I'm not going to hurt her Jane. I just want to talk"
Jane chuckled, it was not a kind sound.
"Funny, that's the first thing you said to me right before you had your brutes beat me half to death."
"I just want to ask her a few questions about -"
"You asking questions normally ends up with the other persons bones breaking." She could see Kurt flinch at her statement, an expression of guilt crossing his features as his jaw tightened. Beside Tasha, Reed sighed.
"Jane, we don't have time for this. Move out of the way, that's a direct order."
"You should know I am not very good at following orders Reed." Jane said coldly, she had yet to take her eyes off the Keaton.
"Jane..." Reed warned.
"He's not getting any where near her. Director. " Jane said shortly. "You want me to get out of the way. You're going to have to shoot me."
There was a silence as Keaton took another step forward. Challenging the tattooed woman, Jane didn't move. His smile grew wider as he kissed his teeth.
"I don't need to shoot you in order to get you out of my way. If I want to get in there. I will get in there." Keaton threatened. Jane smiled, her eyes growing dark.
"I'm not tied to a chair this time Keaton...so take your best shot." Once again, the two agents stared each other down, the tense atmosphere drawing the attention of a few other agents. It had gone deathly silent. Patterson noticed how tense Jane had become, her shoulders squared and her fist clenched by her side, she had moved her feet so they were planted firmly on the ground and her eyes held a primal expression, Tasha noticed this to, taking a step forward and placing a hand on Keaton's shoulder.
"I'm not going to ask you again Keaton. Back. Off."
"Sir." Tasha warned. "Maybe you should back off a little." Apparently, Keaton had noticed Jane's change in stance as well. Poised and ready to kill, he narrowed his eyes and his smile faltered.
"Fine." He said with feigned happiness, taking a few steps back. "I'll come back another time." He said, then without another word, he headed towards the elevator. The tense atmosphere remained.
"Jane, the CIA need to know what Avery knows about Roman" Tasha began, taking a step towards her friend. "Maybe I can talk to her, ask her some questions?"
"Is that asking questions like a civilized human being, or are you taking about the way you 'interrogated' Hurst?" Jane spat back. Tasha opened her mouth to reply, but quickly closed it again, looking to the floor. Jane turned her gaze to Reed, narrowing her eyes. "and you were the one that authorized those kind of methods." Jane looked between her two co-workers. Biting her lip and shaking her head she turned to enter the interview room again.."And here I thought I the FBI were the good guys..." Opening the door, she stopped short of stepping fully into the room.
"If I see him within five feet of Avery. I will kill him."
Closing the door behind her, Jane breathed deeply her body trembling from the confrontation. She could feel her daughters eyes on her as she took three large gulps off coffee. Her hangover seemed to have gotten worse.
Her daughters large brown eyes watched her for a moment, almost seeming concerned.
"Who was that?" She asked. Jane shook her head, rubbing her temples.
"No one." her answer was short.
"Didn't look like no one."
Jane was silent. Avery watched as her mother rubbed at her temples.
"What did he do to you?" Avery dared to ask. Jane stopped rubbing her temples and looked up at her daughter, biting her lip. She breathed deeply before answering.
"Nothing."
"Then why are you so scared of him."
"I'm not scared of him Avery."
"Yes you are. I saw the way you tensed up when he stepped towards you. Even now I can see the fear in your eyes." The two woman looked at each other for a moment. Jane sighed, looking away.
Taking the muffin from the table, Avery tore it in half, placing the bigger of the two back on the napkin. Taking a bite into her own piece, she pushed the other towards Jane. Jane stared at her with a smirk as her daughter devoured the chocolate treat.
"I thought you didn't like chocolate"
Avery shrugged,
"I thought you weren't afraid of anything."
Jane smiled. She picked up the muffin. It most defiantly was not vegan, but right now, she didn't care.
That's it for that one! I actually really enjoyed writing this one. Please tell me what you think and give me some feedback. As usual, tell me if I have made nay mistakes.
A.W
