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Jane and Kurt showered together. She never wanted to let this moment go.
She ran the soap over his back, taking her time, wanting to remember every moment, but knowing that she wouldn't.
She felt tears seep out of her eyes at that realization.
He stopped her and raised her chin so that her eyes met his.
"We're going to be okay," He insisted.
She forced a smile and nodded her agreement, but she knew better. She was afraid, not for herself, but for him. He was in full denial. She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how.
"Please don't give up," Kurt looked down into the precious face of his wife and needed her to fight this like she had everything else.
"I won't," Jane assured him, "But you need to promise me something too."
"Anything," Kurt said confidently.
"You need to prepare for this to not work out." She told him.
"I'm not going to do that," he denied. "I won't give up."
"I'm not asking you to give up," Jane denied, "Just realize I will never willingly leave you again, but life doesn't come with guarantees. I need to know that regardless of how this works out you're going to be okay."
"Nothing will ever be okay without you," Kurt insisted.
"That's not fair," Jane protested, "You still have Bethany, Allie, Sara and Sawyer. The team needs you and I need you."
"I'll always be there for you," Kurt could promise that.
"But we don't know if I can say the same," Jane reminded him.
"Jane…" He didn't want to waste a second of the time they had together with imagining a time when she'd be gone.
"Promise me you'll be okay," She pressed him.
"I won't lie to you," Kurt said bluntly, "So you better fight, because if something happens…I won't be okay."
With that he drew her into his arms and held her tightly. He needed her to fight and he knew she wouldn't fight as strongly for herself as she would for him. He would do whatever it took to make sure she doesn't give up, even if it meant denying her the reassurance she wanted. He wasn't fighting fair, but he needed her too much…
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Jane listened to Kurt fixing breakfast and looked at the pictures of Bethany and Avery.
Reaching for her phone she dialed and listened to it ring.
"Jane," Allie answered with a smile in her voice, "This is an unexpected treat is everything okay?"
"Kurt's healing, but you know what a bear he is." She assured her.
Allie laughed in agreement.
"What about you?" Allie worried, "Kurt told me about your brother."
"That's why I was calling actually," Jane admitted, picking up the picture of Bethany and running her finger down her cute little face.
"What's going on?" Allie and Jane were close enough that she could read her pretty well.
"You know that I was given Zip to erase my memories," Jane told her.
"Yes," Allie admitted, "Kurt told me."
"Well," Jane didn't know how to say it gently so she just blurted it out, "Apparently, it's poisoning me."
"What?" Allie's voice changed and Jane could hear her concern.
"I've been having some memory loss…and we're looking for a cure that Roman was working on, but right now things don't look so great." Jane said in a single big breath.
"Oh, Jane," Allie sat down heavily. "What can I do?"
"I need you to promise to watch out for Kurt…you know, if things don't work out." Jane told her.
"Of course I will," Allie assured her, "But what can I do for you?"
"That is for me," Jane assured her.
"I'll call him," Allie offered.
"Lend him an ear," Jane suggested, "I know he's scared, but he's trying so hard to be strong for me…he's bottling it all up."
"Do you want me to bring Bethany?" Allie offered.
"No!" Jane denied.
"Why not?" Allie was genuinely puzzled, she knew how much Jane loved Bethany.
"I just spent a week not remembering Kurt or the team…" Jane admitted, "I only remembered before my memory was erased, I wouldn't want Bethany to be around me when I'm like that."
Allie closed her eyes at the pain that these two had to face over and over again.
"You want to talk to her?" Allie offered.
"Is she around?" Jane asked hopefully.
"She right here…" Allie picked up Bethany and told her. "It's Mama Jane."
"Mama Jane!" Bethany squealed into the phone.
"Hey little lady," Jane said, all the love she had for her clear to hear.
Bethany chatted about the cookies she got at preschool and how excited she was about maybe getting a dog.
Jane listed to her with a smile and told her a funny story about her Kurt and Patterson's father.
"You know I love you peanut," Jane told her.
"Love YOU Mama Jane," Bethan giggled at Jane's silly name for her.
When Allie got back on the phone she offered, "Do you want me to call Sara?"
"Would you?" Jane asked in relief. She loved Sara and she knew she was going to be upset, but she had to be prepared in the event that Kurt needed her. This was just too hard.
"She'll probably call you anyway," Allie warned her.
"I know," Jane smiled, "I love to talk to her…but right now, I just don't know what to say."
"You're tough," Allie reminded her, "And Jane, we all love you."
Jane closed her eyes and smiled, "Love you too."
She hung up the phone and turned to find Kurt standing there.
"You were saying goodbye," He accused her.
"I was just making sure she watched out for you," Jane denied.
"You're going to be the one doing that," Kurt insisted.
"For as long as I can," Jane agreed readily.
"And if you ever can't," Kurt insisted, "I'll be the one to watch out for you."
"I never doubted it," Jane easily agreed.
"Come on, breakfast is ready," He told her, pulling her up and taking the picture of Bethany she was still holding. Looking down at Jane and Bethany's smiling faces, he felt himself smile before placing it back carefully on the nightstand.
"Okay," Jane smiled, "But I want to call Avery after we eat."
"Are you going to tell her?" Kurt asked.
"Yes," Jane confirmed, "She's old enough to understand, but promise me you'll watch out for her."
"Like she's my own," Kurt agreed readily.
"I love you," Jane told him.
"What's not to love?" Kurt teased her.
She laughed.
"I love you too," Kurt her seriously.
Jane squeezed his hand and followed him to the kitchen.
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Kurt stepped off the elevator, Jane's had held securely in his own. Her call to Avery had been emotional and it had taken every bit of negotiating skill she had to keep Avery from getting on the first plane back.
"Does everyone know?" Jane worried looking around the bullpen.
"No," Kurt denied, "Just Reade, Patterson and Rich."
Jane nodded her acceptance.
They proceeded to Patterson's lab and Jane couldn't remember feeling this uncomfortable here since that first day when they'd scanned her tattoos.
"Kurt," Patterson greeted him before turning to look at Jane. She paused for a moment before her eyes traveled to their joined hands…"Jane?"
Jane smiled at her excitement and nodded.
Just that quickly Patterson was beside her and pulled her against her in relief.
"Thank goodness!" Patterson met Kurt's eyes over Jane's shoulder and they shared a moment of relief.
"I think Remi is hotter," Rich said looking over at the two of them briefly, before his eyes went back to the monitor in front of him.
"What?" Jane looked over at Kurt in disbelief.
"He seems to think that Remi hit on him." Kurt tried to explain.
"She did!" Rich insisted.
Jane looked doubtful.
Kurt just shook his head at her in reassurance before turning back to Patterson.
"Did you find anything on who shot Roman?" He asked her.
"No," Patterson denied, "We think it was probably Crawford, but our records show that Blake was in South Africa too."
"She was?" Jane joined her at the monitor.
"Yes," Patterson admitted, "In fact the last call on the phone Roman had on him was from Blake."
"When?" Jane looked over at her for verification.
"It was in the kill window," Rich said bluntly.
"You don't think that Blake could have shot him!" Jane denied, her voice pleading. The thought of the woman her brother loved turning on her like that make her want to cry.
"We don't know for sure," Patterson insisted.
"Were the two phones ever together? Kurt looked between the two of them.
"Yes," Rich admitted his worried gaze still on Jane.
"At the house?" Jane still didn't want to believe it.
"Yes," Patterson confirmed.
"If she had found him and he was hurt, she would have helped him." Jane looked over at Kurt, "That means that Crawford didn't shoot Roman."
"Agreed," Kurt admitted, "But is doesn't mean that Blake did."
"Who else would have?" Jane looked back to Rich.
"There was someone else there," Rich admitted.
"There was?" Patterson walked over to him in surprise, "Besides Jane?"
"Yes."
"Who was it?" Kurt asked.
Rich didn't answer.
"Who was it?" Reade asked as he joined them, having caught the tail end of the conversation.
"I don't want to tell you," Rich admitted.
"Why not?" Reade scowled at him.
"Because it looks bad and one of us will want to kill that person," Rich said cryptically.
"Kurt said that Jane was back," Reade argued, having spoken with Kurt early.
"That only makes this worse," Rich insisted.
"Tell us," Kurt was getting angry.
"Tasha was there," Rich just said it.
"What?" Reade had frozen at that proclamation.
"That can't be right," Jane argued.
"She was there," Rich insisted.
"She wouldn't have been stupid enough to take her phone to South Africa is she was there to kill Roman," Reade argued.
"It wasn't her phone that pinged," Rich denied.
"What was it?" Kurt didn't understand.
"She has a tile she carries in her wallet to help her find it when it's missing." Rich explained looking over at Patterson.
"I gave it to her for Christmas," Patterson admitted, her face reflecting her devastation.
"No," Jane denied, backing away from the others.
"Jane," Kurt worried, "We don't know why she was there."
"You think she was just on a vacation to South Africa?" Jane demanded, "She was there with Blake!"
"How would that even happen?" Reade looked around the team in confusion.
"She met her at the Gala," Patterson realized, "Her coms didn't go out, she turned it off."
"So you think this is some type of CIA cover?" Reade asked her.
"I don't know," Patterson admitted, "But whatever it was, it happened long before we were able to take Crawford down."
Jane suddenly found herself back at the Gala with Tasha trying to plant the wires to take him down.
"What is it?" Kurt could read her too well.
"When we were planting the listening devises, she dropped hers and I had to come over to help her place it. We almost didn't make it." Jane remembered.
"So you think she did that on purpose?" Reade looked doubtful.
"I don't know," Jane admitted, "I didn't think anything of it at the time, but if she was trying to gain Blake's trust…"
"She needed to prover herself somehow." Patterson realized.
"So she sabotaged the op," Kurt realized.
"That's not all she did," Jane insisted, "She gave up Roman."
The team fell silent. It was plausible.
Kurt walked over and his arm came around Jane in support.
"Jane…" He had no idea what to say.
"I told her how happy I was that she was there," Jane looked up at Kurt with devastation in her eyes.
"We don't know for sure," Rich was watching Jane with a troubled expression.
"Where is she now?" Jane looked over at Patterson.
"She's back in New York," It was Reade that answered her.
"How do you know?" Kurt was watching him.
"She came by my place," Reade admitted, "Told me she was going away for a little while to sort her life out."
"I can help her with that," It was Jane's voice, but there could be no doubt that the words were Remi's.
"We need to find her," Reade shot Patterson a pointed look.
She knew that what he was saying for Remi's benefit was the last thing he really wanted. They needed to talk to Tasha, but they had to do it in a way that made sure Remi had nothing to do with it.
This was about to get tricky.
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Tasha had no idea the team was onto her activities.
"I know what you're doing," Kira said from behind her.
"I'm helping Blake prevent a hostile takeover." Tasha said as she turned toward her.
"You're helping yourself," Kira accused her.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Tasha said calmly.
"You mean to tell me you had nothing to do with this?" Kira held up the letter terminating her association with Blake and the company she was now running.
"Not at all," Tasha denied, "Blake just felt like after what her father was accused of, it would be better if she cleaned house."
"Blake felt that way?" Kira raised her eyebrows.
"Of course," Tasha insisted.
"I don't know what you're hoping to get out of this little…charade, but you're not going to get away with it." Kira warned her.
"Are you threatening me?" Tasha asked her bluntly.
"I'm warning you," Kira denied, "You can't expect to destroy people's lives and just walk away."
"Why not?" Tasha smiled, "Isn't that what you and Hank Crawford did for years?"
"You're no Hank Crawford," Kira warned her.
"Nor am I striving to be," Tasha told her.
"This isn't over," Kira insisted.
"That paper you're holding says it is," Tasha insisted.
Watching her leave, Tasha turned back to the computer and continued typing. Everything was going as planned, but she had so much more to do.
