All the pictures we have of Jane's childhood turned out to be not very many. Rich found photos of the house where she grew up that the team had taken when on location, a photo of the carved tree symbol, and one photo of Jane's family all together. "Alice, do you recognize this?" Rich asked, showing her the photo of her family.
"That's me, and Ian, and Mom and Dad," Alice explained, "only Paul is missing."
"Where was Paul?" Rich questioned.
"He took the photo, silly," Alice joked, smiling.
"What's Paul's last name?" Rich asked.
Confusion shadowed Alice's face. "I don't know," she said, rubbing her neck, "Why don't I know?"
"That's okay. Do you recognize this place?" Rich asked, showing her a few pictures of her childhood home.
"Home," she whispered, her eyes tearing, "can I go home?"
"Not quite yet," Rich relayed, squeezing her hand and then continuing, "is there anything else you can tell me about this place?"
"I'm kind of tired," Alice admitted, not wanting to talk anymore.
"Okay, rest. Thank you, Alice, this was a big help," Rich encouraged.
Finding Jane calm, the nurse removed the restraints when she went to check on her. By the next morning, she offered that Jane could take short walks of laps around the floor if she wanted. Rich cycled between communicating with Patterson and checking on Alice. One time he checked on her, Alice had her legs swung over the side of the bed. "Rich, can you walk with me?" Alice asked.
"Sure," he replied.
She eyed the IV pole, yet didn't move. "Hold the pole with one hand and me with the other," Rich explained, holding his hand out for her to take.
She held his hand and stood, swaying with the dizziness that came from the change in position. "Just wait a minute. Get your bearings," Rich instructed, wrapping his arm around her back.
When her vision cleared, she grasped the IV pole and started walking. "Let's go," she spoke.
Her shuffles were slow, yet her spirits began to improve with the change in activity. "Will Ian and Paul be by to visit soon?" Alice asked.
"Not quite yet," Rich explained, "but some of your other friends will be."
Alice nodded, continuing her slow walk around the floor. "Paul's here for holiday," she explained, "he and Ian probably got themselves lost somewhere."
"Holiday?" Rich probed.
"He always stays with us for holiday. We adventure while we're off from school," she noted with a smile, reminiscing past adventures.
They were interrupted when Kurt and Allie arrived in the corridor and walked over to them. "You're up," Kurt quietly celebrated her small freedom.
Alice sank further into Rich, seemingly hiding. "Alice and I are taking a walk," Rich explained, clearly identifying who she thought she was, "Alice, more of your friends came to visit: Kurt and Allie."
"I'm tired. I want to go lay down," Alice requested, again escaping the conversation.
"I'll be right back," Rich explained, sharing an empathetic look with Kurt.
Rich got Alice settled in her room, then met Kurt and Allie outside the door. Kurt handed one of the coffees they had brought to Rich, and he accepted it thankfully. "Patterson didn't come in with you?" Rich noted.
"No, she texted saying she was working on something for you over at NYO before we go back to my place," Kurt explained and gestured into the room, "What happened here?"
"Jane woke as Alice in the middle of the night. She told us about a cousin that never appeared on background checks. We're trying to find him in case that helps with any of the caches," Rich caught them up.
"A cousin?" Allie asked.
"She called him Paul. Doesn't recall his last name, and we can't find him under either of her parents' surnames," Rich shared, wanting to be able to relay more information, yet it was all he had been able to gather so far.
"How's she doing?" Kurt asked, glancing into her room.
"At least she's not Remi, right?" Rich joked, trying to lighten the tension, "She's been pretty calm. Nurse said she can take walks when she feels up to it. This was her first time up."
"Good work, Rich. Why don't you go get some rest, then come to my place later?" Kurt suggested.
"Who's going to stay with Jane?" Rich worried, looking into her room.
"I'll stay," Allie indicated.
"Maybe the three of us can talk to her for a few minutes? Get her more used to you before I head out?" Rich suggested, knowing she had been timid around them.
"Sure."
Despite indicating she was tired, Alice was alert, sitting up in bed and looking out the window. Kurt sat beside her bed, and Allie and Rich stood at the foot of her bed.
"Hi, Alice. It's Kurt. I've visited you at your house. We took these photos together," Kurt explained, showing her a photo of her parents' house in South Africa on his phone.
He seemed familiar. But she kept looking out the window.
"We're trying to find Paul. Is there anything else you could tell us about him?"
"Is Paul in trouble?" she asked, making eye contact with Rich.
"No - we're just trying to find him so he can come see you," Rich stretched the truth.
Kurt held his phone to Alice again, showing her the photo of her childhood bedroom. "He wants to be a doctor," she said quietly, pointing to the bed to the right in the photo, "his bag is usually under his bed, there."
"I thought that was your bed?" Kurt questioned, the explanation she was giving now not matching the explanation she had given in South Africa.
"No, mine's in another room, down the hall," Alice clarified.
"Is there anything else you remember?" Kurt asked.
She shook her head no. "Can I please go home?" she asked again, tears coming to her eyes.
If only I could take you home. It took everything Kurt had not to pull her into his arms. It would just make things worse.
Later that afternoon, Kurt left Allie with Jane and picked up a few pizzas on the way back to his apartment. The least he could do was feed everyone in thanks for their help. Patterson and Rich met him at his apartment, and they shared updates on their learnings about Paul while they ate and waited for Reade. With a knock at the door, Kurt crossed the room to open it.
"Hi Reade, I'm glad you're…" Kurt paused, seeing Weitz behind him, "here. Come on in."
"Who wants to catch me up?" Weitz asked with an energetic lilt in his voice as he walked through the door.
Kurt looked at him skeptically. "Look, let's put it this way. You tell me what's going on, and I help you, or I bring you all in for disciplinary action," Weitz leveled.
"Disciplinary action for what?" Kurt challenged, his patience for anything that slowed down helping his wife running out.
"Why don't we start with why you're all here instead of at the office?" Weitz fired back, but then Reade was between him and Kurt before he could continue.
"Look guys, it's been a crazy few days," Reade admitted, "Weitz has only meant well."
"Like a snake means well before it strikes you?" Kurt protested.
"Kurt, I hear where you're coming from, and believe me, I was there too," Reade explained, "but Weitz helped find Zapata, and we're gonna get her back. I know he can help save Jane too."
Kurt backed away a bit, putting himself behind the breakfast bar so he could maintain some distance.
"Where's Jane?" Weitz observed.
"I'll start," Kurt grumbled, "Jane's ZIP poisoning has gotten very serious, and she's in the ICU due to complications. We've been rotating around the clock looking out for her; Allie is there now."
"So you got a Marshal involved?" Weitz questioned, wondering how wide the scope of the situation traveled.
"Not officially. Allie is my friend," Kurt shared, "she was the best person to try to help figure this out."
I'm not an idiot. I know she's the mother of your child…exactly how far does your lapse in judgement go, Weitz pondered.
Kurt looked at Patterson, and she continued. "Jane experienced a personality reversion to Remi, then a second to Alice. In a reverted state, she behaves like a different person and believes she is that alter ego."
"The closest thing I can compare it to is Alzheimer's," Rich explained, "sometimes she'll know who she is and who you are, and other times she'll have no idea. And all you can do is play along, regardless."
"That doesn't tell me why you are all here instead of the NYO," Weitz countered, urging the team to get to the point.
"While Jane was Remi, she committed crimes that the FBI and CIA will want to arrest her for. But she's not responsible for them. She is a crucial part of this team; arresting her will end her," Kurt explained, defending his wife.
"What kind of crimes?" Weitz pushed for more detail.
"Shepherd is at large," Patterson spoke.
"Fuck. It couldn't be a robbery or something?" Weitz cursed, rubbing his forehead.
"There's that too…" Rich added.
"Kurt, a word," Weitz snapped, pointing toward the office, and they both disappeared from the group for a few minutes.
"Do you think he's chewing him a new one?" Rich asked.
"Rich…" Patterson chided.
"He just wants to help," Reade defended.
"Look at you all kissing up to the big bossman now," Rich taunted.
"Dude, where's the animosity coming from?" Reade returned, putting his hands up in defeat.
"It was supposed to be you here. Not you and Weitz his face," Rich snipped.
"Guys - we all want to do whatever we can to save Jane. We need each other to do that, so let's not fight," Patterson intervened.
Rich grumbled and walked over near the office door, listening in on Kurt and Weitz's conversation.
Kurt stood facing the door, and having entered second, Weitz's back was mostly toward the door. Kurt didn't have anywhere he could escape to, and if he looked closely, he could see the team's faces look in their direction every once in a while. "How long have you known?" Weitz asked.
"A few days - since my apartment was ransacked," Kurt admitted, looking at the floor.
"Did you help her perpetrate any of these things?" Weitz probed.
Kurt's head snapped to Weitz at the accusation. "Only under duress when forced to break into the FBI evidence facility. As soon as I could get to her, I got her into the hospital," Kurt shared, "I did everything I could to stop her."
"Let me make one thing very clear," Weitz reinforced, a growl underpinning his voice, "Whatever it is, you tell me, then we figure out how to fix it. I need you to start thinking with your head. You don't tell me again, and I will have your badge. Do you understand?"
Kurt was getting what he needed. Just not in the way he imagined he could. "Yes," he agreed.
"Let's figure out how to help your wife," Weitz asserted, facing the door to leave.
"Weitz?" Kurt called, and he turned back around, "It's hard to know if we can trust you sometimes."
"Let's see what we can do to change that."
Kurt and Weitz reentered the room, and the team pretended that they couldn't hear every word and see every action through the glass doors of the office.
"Is there anything else that anyone else wants to come clean on now?" Weitz asked, dramatically looking around the room.
Rich and Patterson looked at each other. "Rich and I need to tell you about something," Patterson continued, looking at Kurt, "it's called the Book of Secrets. We think the only cure for Jane is in there. We've done some looking for it, yet we haven't found it yet. We didn't tell you about it because we didn't want to get your hopes up."
"A company owned by HCI Global has it in their possession. Zapata is searching for it," Reade explained, "she's been undercover for the CIA in an attempt to earn her reputation back."
There might be a cure? Kurt thought. There might be hope?
"Also, when Jane woke as Alice, she indicated she has a cousin," Rich explained, "Patterson and I started looking for him overnight, yet we're coming up empty. We're thinking we might need the next cache. All we know so far is he used to stay with her family on holiday, and he wanted to be a doctor."
"When I was searching earlier today, I think I found the lead to the next cache," Patterson explained, "all of my algorithms combing bank records found a link to Sydney, where Roman began his life as Tom. There's a safety deposit box in the same bank he transferred all of Tom's money from."
"Patterson, you and I will go get it," Reade indicated.
"We also need someone to go back to South Africa to explore a few more rooms in Jane's parents' house," Rich added, "we have different context now, and there might be a trace of Paul there."
"First order of business - I'm putting a detail on Jane. Then we need to talk about how we're arresting her; we need to control the narrative," Weitz explained, going full cleanup mode.
Now two people had the same idea he hated. "No," Kurt said harshly, then added, "I want Allie back here before we talk about arrests."
"We'll get Allie when we drop off the detail. We'll talk through multiple options, yet the final decision is above your pay grade," Weitz warned, cutting off any rebuttal.
Kurt glared back at him, yet kept quiet.
"If Reade and Patterson go retrieve the cache, that leaves Rich and Weller to get more intel on Jane's life as Alice, and me to circle back with Zapata on any more intel on the Book of Secrets," Weitz listed all of their assignments.
"I'm not comfortable leaving," Kurt shared.
"I didn't ask what you were comfortable with. It's a quick trip, and I don't have anyone else to send if we're going to keep this between us. You've been there before and you're the best agent to go," Weitz affirmed, putting his foot down.
"Yes! I finally get to go to South Africa!" Rich celebrated, his nervousness seeping out, and everyone glared at him, "okay, okay, inside voice."
"Everyone goes on their assignments, then reports back to the NYO. The NYO, you hear me?" Weitz reiterated, pointing his index finger around to each of them, "no more of this onesie-twosie crap. We need all of the information shared amongst all of us to put all of the pieces together to help Jane."
"To save Jane," Rich corrected, and when everyone stared at him, he realized he had said that out loud.
"Get out of here," Weitz instructed, ending their debrief.