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.
Sister, Sister
"Favorite colour?" Avery asked as she bit into a brownie, washing it down with a glass of milk. Jane thought for a moment, wiping dry a large plate and placing it back in the cupboard.
"Green." She said, pouring herself a glass of wine. Smiling, Jane turned to Avery and perched on the chair opposite her. She took three small sips of her wine.
"Yours?" She asked.
"Blue." Avery smiled, resting her chin on the palm of her hand as she placed her elbow on the counter.
"Favorite type of music?" Avery asked again, Jane cleared her throat and answered quietly.
"Country." She replied, chuckling as her daughter scrunched up her nose. A slightly judgmental expression on her face. "You?"
"Little bit of everything...I mostly like Jazz." Jane nodded in approval and waited for the next question.
"Favorite movie?"
Jane took another sip of wine as she thought hard about an answer.
"Honestly , I don't know." she shrugged. Avery frowned as she wiped some milk from her lip.
""How do you not know what your favorite movie is?" Avery chuckled, Jane shrugged once more.
"Well ever since I came to the FBI I haven't really had time to watch movies. I don't really remember my life before the FBI except for a few things I... really wish I didn't remember...and I have a feeling Remi was not exactly a...avid movie watcher..."
Avery looked down at her hands, seeming saddened by her mother's confession. Jane bit her bottom lip, annoyed at herself for making the night slightly depressing. Forcing a smile, she spoke again. "That's probably why I don't get the daily movie references Rich comes out with." She chuckled.
"Maybe we can have a movie night!" Avery said excitedly. "We can order a pizza, watch some classics maybe have some wine..." Avery smiled as her eyes moved to the bottle by the stove and as Jane moved to grab it, she chuckled, pulling out another wine glass.
"You can have one." she said, filling the glass halfway. She placed the bottle down on the counter and turned her head towards the door. "Just don't tell Kurt." Avery chuckled and sipped her wine, looking at her mother with curious eyes.
"I think we should start with Lord of the Rings...we can have a full marathon. Directors cut!" The young girl said excitedly, her eyes growing wide. Jane shook her head in amusement as her phone began to rang, Smirking, she stood and moved towards it, frowning at the unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Hello Jane."
Janes heart sunk at the sound of his voice. Glancing towards Avery, she made her way to the living room, her fist clenching by her side.
"What do you want?"
"I just wanted to hear your voice...one last time. I can't believe I was so blind...I should have killed you when I had the chance."
"Roman. We can work this out. There is no need for us to fight anymore."
"Now you want to talk. Thought you wanted nothing to do with me."
A few blocks away, Jane could hear the distinct sound of a train, she listened carefully as the sound repeated in the background of the phone call. She frowned, glancing out at the city.
"I didn't mean what I said at the Gala...not all of it. I want you to be apart of my life Roman. Why can't we both have what we want and still have each other?" There was a silence on the other end of the call. "I want to sort this out. We've been at each others side our entire lives...we can move past this."
"We haven't been at each other sides Jane" He said her name with venom in his voice. "It was Remi and I against the word...then you came along and ruined it."
""I might not be Remi anymore Roman, but that does not mean that I am not your sister. I'm-"
""I'm done talking now Jane. Goodbye."
Jane heard a click, then a dial tone. She held back a growl of anger as she threw the phone across the room, the object crashing into the wall and smashing beyond recognition. Jane took a deep breath, feeling a familiar icy feeling creeping into her chest. She clenched her fist and tried to control her breathing.
"Is everything okay?" A timid voice called from the kitchen doorway, Jane spun round, Mentally kicking herself for losing her calm.
"Yeah. Fine." Jane said, looking towards her shattered phone and forcing a smile. "Dam cold callers."
"It's 9pm." Avery put forward, Jane simply nodded.
"How about that pizza?"
It was at that moment, the lights turned off, the radio that was playing in the background become nothing but static and the microwave, that had been warming up a plate of nachos, ceased to make any sound whatsoever. Jane saw Avery frown in the doorway, watching as she moved towards the large window leading out onto the balcony. Looking out of the window, Jane noticed no one else has been affected by the power cut.
"Avery get away from the window!"
In an instant, the pane of glass shattered,sending glass flying in all directions, Jane covered her face as shards came flying towards her, cutting the soft skin of her arms. She barely felt the pain of the cuts as a dark figure came flying through the door, knocking her to the floor, a flash of a knife coming towards her and embedding itself beside her head. She avoided the knife again and again, before wriggling her arms free from beneath her and catching her attackers wrist. She felt him twitch in surprise as she effortlessly slid the knife into the soft spot just above his collarbone. He fell to the floor lifelessly, red staining the wooden floor beneath him. Jane took a deep breath and got to her feet. Grimacing at the deep, throbbing cuts on her arms.
"Avery, are you okay?" She shouted, looking for her daughter through the darkness. When she didn't answer, Jane moved further into the kitchen. "Avery!"
Jane rushed to her daughters side, her hands moving to the gushing wound at her neck. Avery's white top has already stained red, her face pale and eyes blurry. A barely audible sound escaped the young girls lips and Jane pressed harder on the wound.
"You're fine." She stuttered, looking towards Avery's own phone that rested on the counter. "You're fine...it's just a scrape..." she said. Grabbing the phone and being careful not to take pressure off the wound, Jane called an ambulance. After giving the operator the information, Jane turned once again to her daughter, noticing the way her eyes started to flutter.
"No Avery...stay awake...okay, just stay awake."
Jane sobbed as Avery's eyes closed.
Patterson hurried through the busy hospital hallways, narrowly avoiding being hit by a gurney that raced down the hallway. She pushed her way through a group of medical students that blocked the hallway and turned the corner, racing towards the end of the corridor.
It didn't take her long to find Jane standing just outside the door of the operating room, her dark tattooed appearance standing out against the clinical white of the hospital walls. Kurt stood a few feet away from her, worry etched over his features as he stared at his wife with a concerned expression. He moved his gaze towards Patterson as she approached, pushing himself off the wall and slowly walking to her side.
"What happened?!" She whispered, looking towards Jane. The woman stood at the door like a statue, bandages covering her arms. Her hands clenched and unclenched by her sides. Kurt sighed.
"Roman." Kurt said briskly.
"Roman did this?" Patterson said, stunned.
"He sent an assassin. Jane killed him." His eyes moved towards Jane, then back to Patterson. "She got cut up pretty bad..Avery took a shard of glass to the neck. She lost a lot of blood."
"Oh my god." Patterson covered her mouth, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. "How is Jane holding up?"
Kurt shook his head and frowned, his jaw clenching..
"We have been here for a little over three hours. Jane hasn't moved from that spot since they wheeled Avery into the operating room. She won't sit down, she won't eat or drink anything. The doctors had to bandage her up out here because she wouldn't move from that door"
Patterson gasped slightly, noticing the way her friend started to become agitated. The tattooed womans hands clasping and unclasping, her body stiff as she stood, unblinking towards the door.
The doors to the OR opened suddenly, an older gentleman with greying hair and dark skin stepping out. Jane seemed to come alive as he stepped towards her, a worried expression etched over her doctor glanced at her tiredly.
"She lost a lot of blood. We lost her on the table a few times but we managed to stop the bleeding and sew up the wound." Jane listened intently, her jaw clenching and unclenching, as she tapped her leg. The doctor sighed. "The next few days will be very important."
"Important how?" Kurt asked from beside Jane. The doctor turned his gaze towards Weller, then back to Jane.
"Avery sustained a massive injury and lost a significant amount of blood. If she does not wake up in the next few days...chances are, she probably won't wake up at all."
It was the first time Kurt had seen Jane actually blink since arriving at the hospital. He watched as her shoulders slumped, how her body sagged, how her expression went from worried, to completely shattered. Jane turned and shakily made her way towards the uncomfortable waiting room chairs, falling heavily onto the one nearest the door. She closed her tearfilled eyes and her head fell into her awaiting hands. Her hands moving to clasp the back of her head. Her leg shook up and down and her body began to tremble.
Kurt silently took a seat next to her, placing a hand on her leg. Patterson stood the other side, her arm halfway to rest on her shoulder.
"Jane...the doctors will do everything they can for her. She'll pull through...I mean she has to...her DNA is half yours so...she will be up and about in no time."
"We'll get Roman for what he did Jane. He won't get away with this" Kurt's voice seemed quiet and soothing as he spoke. Jane's body suddenly tensed, head moving up and her eyes suddenly dry. Patterson found the sudden change in the woman's demeanor to be disturbing. She took a step back.
"Jane?" She questioned. The woman in question stood, ignoring her friends and husbands protests and starting towards the hall.
"I have something I need to do."
This was meant to be posted before the latest episode aired (Which was brilliant by the way.) Next chapter to come soon. Tell me what you think!
