LPOV
"Lisbon I…" Glancing into the hall no one was there. Well then that is odd, maybe it was Walter doing something downstairs. He left a few minutes ago to make dinner reservations for tonight. I heard what sounded liked a pained gasp and then something hitting the ground. "Walter are you okay?" A moment later he bounced into the room. "Sorry just tripped coming up the stairs. You know the new restaurant in L.A.?" His hands were shaking slightly and then I saw it. "Is that blood on your shirt?" His eyes flew quickly to the door and then back onto my face. What did Jane call that? Oh yeah lizard brain. The reaction and then the thought. "Walter what happened in the hall?" Walter started to fidget slightly and then finally broke. "It was Jan. He came at me I freaked and punch him in the stomach. When he fell I started to panic even more and then just ran in here." Why was Jane here he wasn't even suppose to wake up until later this week? "Where is he now?"