Shout-Outs: Jane Doe 51, Guest, Chymom, and Marcia Santos

Author's Note:

We have a guest author today. The first part of this chapter was written by my good friend Nerwen Aldarion, without her things probably would have never moved along quickly. This chapter's quote is "Never Let Me Go" by Florence + the Machine. I listened to it on repeat while I wrote this, so even if it doesn't fit. It does.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Rated: Strong T

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Chapter 8

Teresa Lisbon – Sacramento, California: CBI, Headquarters

"It's breaking over me, a thousand miles down to the sea, babe." Never Let Me Go, Florence + the Machine_

It was late in the evening and Lisbon was finishing up some paperwork after an equally long day. Home was calling her name, maybe even a bubble bath with a good book and a glass of wine. She rarely ever got indulge that feminine side of her but tonight might just be the night for it.

Her skin prickled and Lisbon looked up to see Jane's brother staring at her. His eyes were dark though; there was something predatory in his gaze that she didn't like. "Hello, Kane," Lisbon said, determined to be friendly at the very least. "I'm sorry if you are looking for Jane, I don't know where he is."

"Don't worry about it," Kane replied.

She stood up, giving him a small smile. "Actually I was just about to leave myself." Lisbon told him. "I could call Jane for you if you—."

But she was cut off by Kane suddenly grabbing her arm and wrenching it behind her back. Lisbon cried out in pain but her instincts kicked in, she turned to try and punch him but Kane was a lot faster then his brother…and apparently much more physical. He bent her over the desk, she heard the sound of her picture frame falling to the floor and a pen dug uncomfortably into her stomach. She groped for something she could hit or stab him with but Kane grabbed her one free hand and pulled it behind her back to join the other. He had them both in a tight grip with one of his and Lisbon realized she was essentially defenseless. Somehow Kane had managed to take down a cop as if she were little more than a child.

Who the hell was he?

"What are you doing?" Lisbon asked, her teeth gritted from pain and anger.

Kane actually laughed cruelly and whispered into her ear. "I hate it that my brother always gets the nice things."

"What?"

He leaned even closer, his body flush against hers and Lisbon realized exactly what he intended. "My turn."

She began to struggle, more objects falling from the desk but that only seemed to excite Kane more. He hauled her up against him so he could reach down and cruelly squeeze one breast through her top. Lisbon refused to show him how afraid she was. Instead she twisted as much as she could. "You're a real sick son of a bitch."

Kane shoved her back down onto the desk and Lisbon knew just how far he was going to take this. But then suddenly she heard him let out grunt in pain and Kane released her. Lisbon turned around to see Kane had fallen against her table, the chess pieces scattering on the floor and he was rubbing his jaw.

Jane was standing nearby and she saw the dark look of pure rage on his face. "You stay away from her." He warned, his voice low and threatening.

But Kane actually laughed. "I didn't know you had it in you, little brother."

He stared at Kane with a very hard look. "Get out," Jane ordered.

Kane chuckled again and got to his feet, as if this was all just a game. "I am sorry we were interrupted, Agent Lisbon. It would have been fun." He winked at her before walking out of her office.

They stared after him for a very long time until finally Jane turned to look at Lisbon. She just gaped at him while Jane walked over to her. "Are you all right?"

She shook her head. "He wasn't going to stop. He really wasn't going to stop."

It's going to be okay."

"He knew what to do…he knew exactly what to do. My God, Jane! Who is your brother exactly?"

"I'm not even sure I know anymore. But I don't know want you anywhere near him until I can at least get rid of him. I want you to call Tommy and see if he'll let you stay with him for the weekend—"

"But Jane—!" Lisbon began.

Jane shook his head. "Please Lisbon. If anything happened to you. . ." he trailed off, letting the thought hang in the air, unfinished.

"Jane, I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself," she reminded him gently.

"Humor me," he said. "If you don't then I'll just make the call myself."

"How are you going to do that?" Lisbon asked. "You don't know the number—"

"Annie and I exchanged numbers in case of an emergency," Jane answered. "I think she would agree that this constitutes as an emergency."

Lisbon sighed and slid her phone out of her pocket. "I'll make the call. But only because I don't want you saying anything that's going to worry them."

"It's okay to be afraid, you know. I am too," he whispered.

"I'm not afraid," she replied quickly, avoiding his eyes.

"You're shaking like a leaf," Jane told her. "Don't even try and deny it, I know shaking when I see it."

"I'll be okay," she told him as she pulled her brother's number up on her phone and pressed the send button. She took a deep breath, trying to banish the fear and then she pasted a fake smile on. "Hey Tommy, its Teresa. I was wondering if I could come and stay with you and Annie for a couple of days. I came into some unexpected vacation time. How soon? Well, I was thinking I could come in an hour or two. Okay. Sounds good, I'll see you soon. Love you. 'Bye."

"Well?" Jane asked anxiously.

"He said I could stay with them for as long as I wanted to," Lisbon answered, putting her phone away.

Jane breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. I'll take you home and wait for you to get your stuff. Then I'll drive you to San Francisco."

"Really Jane, I'll be fine!" Lisbon protested. "I'm sure Kane won't be bothering me again—"

"Let me take you for my own sake then," Jane said. "I'd feel a lot better if you did. . ."

"Fine," she agreed after a moment. "I'll let you take me to my brother's. But I want to take my car back to my apartment. Okay?"

"Only if you let me check it before we leave the parking lot," he replied.

Lisbon smiled inspite of herself. "Do you really think that's necessary?"

"Maybe not, but it'll make me feel a lot better if I do."

"Okay then," Lisbon said quietly. "I'll let you check my car."

After a thorough search, Jane deemed the vehicle safe to drive and then he told Lisbon to wait for him while he got his own car from across the parking lot.

Thirty minutes later, she was sliding into his Citroen. They made the hour and twenty-seven minute drive in relative silence, the only thing that filled the quiet space between them was a bluesy, jazz song on the radio.

Neither of them could put into words how grateful they were that Jane had showed up when he had. Both of them were trying to push the worst case scenarios to the back, dark corners of their minds.

Before they knew it, the drive was over and the car was idling in Tommy's driveway. After a few minutes, Lisbon cleared her throat and smiled at Jane.

"Thanks for tonight. I don't know what I would have done without you. You were my knight in shining white armor."

"Well, I figured that I owed you after all the times you've rescued me," Jane answered, only half joking.

"Yeah. . . well, it still meant a lot to me," Lisbon said, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.

He cleared his throat and changed the subject. "I'll try to get rid of both Kane and Lorelei before the weekend is over. You know, so you won't have to miss any work."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Lisbon—"

"Jane—"

"You first," Jane said, motioning for her to go on.

"It was nothing," Lisbon answered. "What about you?"

"Nothing," Jane echoed with a sigh. "Nothing at all."

"Oh. Well, I better get going then," Lisbon said. "You know. . . because Tommy and Annie are waiting for me."

Jane nodded. "Right, you wouldn't want to keep them waiting."

"Jane. . ." she said her voice just a little bit husky as she inched closer to him, their lips only a breath away.

Suddenly, he knew what was going to come next. And as much as he wanted it to happen, he didn't. It would only be tainted by fear and sweat and an attempted assault. In all the nights he'd spent imagining their first kiss; it had never followed anything like what he'd just experienced with her.

He was relieved when somebody pounded on the passenger side of his car, causing her to jerk away from him.

"It's probably Tommy, he's been watching us from the porch for the past five minutes," he told her.

Lisbon blushed. "Oh."

"Come on," Jane said, unbuckling his belt and turning the car off. "They're looking forward to seeing you."

"You're right," Lisbon replied, opening her door.

"Hey sis!" Tommy said as soon as she had stepped outside, he enveloped her in a hug. "It's good to see you again! You too Jane! Are you planning to stay for a while?"

"Not tonight," Jane answered as he popped the trunk open and retrieved Lisbon's suitcase. "I have some urgent things to attend to in Sacramento, I'm afraid. Maybe when I come and pick up Teresa though. But you can tell Annie that I said hello."

"I will," Tommy agreed, taking Lisbon's bag from Jane. "I'm going into check on dinner. I'll just leave you to say your goodbyes."

"You'll be okay?" Jane asked after he had disappeared.

She nodded. "I think so. You'll be okay?"

"I think so," he replied, smiling at her. "Call me if you need anything."

"Call me," Lisbon said. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too," Jane answered. "Thankfully, this is only temporary."

Lisbon nodded her chin towards the car. "Go on now. It's a long drive back to Sacramento."

Jane gathered her up into his arms and held her for a long time. "Be safe," he pleaded.

"I promise," she whispered. "You be safe too."

He nodded and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. "I will."

And then he was gone.

Lisbon whispered a silent prayer that nothing would happen to him.

TBC. . .

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Author's Note II:

I am SO unsure of this chapter, I feel like it was all over the place. Please tell me your thoughts, even if it sucked. But could you tell me the latter part nicely? Thank you.

Until next time!

Love,

Holly, 5/17/2013_