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'Light years away'

Chapter 2

He had driven back to the headquarters, but had parked the car at a considerable distance from the building. He got out, throwing a look over his right shoulder to make sure Lisbon was okay, then looked the car and ran to the parking lot. He quickly got out the keys to his Airstream, starting the silver bucket and drove away, to the spot where he had just left Lisbon and Cho's car.

His phone was buzzing frantically in his pocket, but he couldn't pick up yet, not now that they were so close to the building. He hoped Cho hadn't sounded all the alarms within the FBI, that he hadn't started a national search for them – or his car, for that matter.

He arrived back at the car and unlocked it, reaching out his hand for Lisbon to take it. Yet she didn't reply, didn't even raise her head to look at him. He sighed quietly and opened the door of the Airstream, before putting his arms underneath her still body and carrying her inside. He sat her down at the passenger seat and once she was safely seated, he drove away.

Now again, he had no idea where he was driving. All he knew was that he had to leave here, not even knowing if this was the right move, not knowing if in his need to help Lisbon he'd made everything worse.

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It was slowly getting light outside when he finally left the interstate and parked outside a diner. He turned to Lisbon, who was pretty much in the same position as he'd left her.

He got out of his seat and crouched down beside her. He put a hand to her arm, hoping she would respond.

No such luck.

He sighed and pulled on her knees, turning her in the seat and making her look at him.

"Lisbon… I don't know what happened, and I don't know what will happen from now on… and I don't even know if what I'm doing is the right thing, but all I know is that I want to help you. Okay? You don't need to tell me what happened if you don't want to. I just want you to know that I'm here for you now, okay? That's all."

On a whim, he brushed one of her soft cheeks with the back of his hand, then was reminded of the dried up blood there.

He got up and went to the little bathroom in the back next to the bedroom, getting dry and moist towels, before returning to her. As he cleaned up her face, he suddenly saw her eyes scanning his face.

He lowered the towel. "Do you need anything?"

It took her a few moments to respond, but when she did, she merely shook her head.

"Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. He almost sighed in relief as she was responding to him again, showing him that the initial shock was wearing off. He pressed his lips into a firm line and nodded faintly.

"It's okay, Lisbon. No problem."

When he had finished cleaning the blood off her face, he suggested she lie down for a little while. She agreed, although he helped her get to the bed in the back. His jacket dropped to the floor and so did her own. She almost instantly closed her eyes and seemingly fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

He looked at her for a few minutes, until the annoying buzzing of his phone returned. This time, he got it out of his pocket and answered the call.

"Cho, have you got news for me?" he asked, keeping his voice low since he didn't want Lisbon to wake up.

"Jane… Jane, this isn't good."

Jane's stomach clenched, and he thought he would throw up. And he hadn't even heard what was wrong yet.

"When I arrived at the house, I found Pike, in a pool of his own… well, his own blood. There were several bullet holes in his chest and face. The gun, it's, uh… it's Boss'. I wasn't sure what to do with all this… and what you were and are planning to do now. But, I called Abbott…"

Jane already started protesting, the bottom of his stomach falling down. But Cho interrupted him.

"We can't do this alone, Jane. I don't know what happened either, but from what I saw, it's not good. It's not good at all. I asked Abbott to keep it quiet for a little longer, until we know what to do." He paused. Lisbon stirred in the bed, restlessly trying to find a more comfortable position to be in. "How is she?"

Jane looked over at her again, although he had to admit he hadn't really taken his eyes off her while talking to Cho. Yet now, he focused on her still form.

"I honestly don't know. She, she was in shock at first… I think that's subsiding now… I have no idea what to do, Cho. I wanted to bring her to a hospital but I thought that was more dangerous. Now, I regret not taking her."

He knew he should've taken her to a hospital. But the memory of his own escaping justice had kicked in immediately in front of the hospital, and he had only seen one option – run. No matter what she had done, from what he heard of Cho, this wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. And even though she was a cop, if she killed someone without a good motive, she would have to suffer the consequences. And he knew that if there was one place she wouldn't survive, being a cop, it was prison. No inmate liked cops, it was the only thing they all had in common. He couldn't send her there, not even for one night.

"Okay. Make sure she's okay. I'll- I'll try and figure out what to do next. I'll keep you updated."

"Thank you."

"Oh, and Jane?"

"Yes?"
"Don't do anything stupid, please. We've got enough troubles as it is."

For probably the first time since his life had shattered, he obeyed someone who wasn't called Teresa Lisbon. Funny, how the worst situations can bring out the best in someone.

A/N: Next chapter will have more Lisbon. Hope you enjoyed, see you tomorrow! (Hopefully...)