Jane walked over to Oliver slowly.
When he saw her he stood up and smiled.
She smiled back and came over and gave him a hug.
"I was worried you wouldn't text me," He admitted.
"I wouldn't have done that," Jane chided.
"So the most pressing question I have is are you married?" He asked once they both sat down.
"No," Jane assured him, "I am not married."
"Why couldn't you tell me that earlier?" He asked.
"I am currently working with the FBI and I can't really tell you any more than that." Jane told him.
"So you were working earlier," He confirmed.
"If you ever see me and I don't come over, you should probably just ignore me." Jane warned him.
"I can do that," Oliver agreed with a smile.
"So the guy you were with," Oliver asked the next important question, "What's he to you?"
"He's…important to me," Jane finally admitted.
"Are you…important to him?" Oliver asked bluntly.
Remembering Zapata's revelations, Jane denied, "No more so than anyone else."
"I know that feeling," Oliver smiled at her.
"Oliver," Jane put her hand over his.
In Reed's car Kurt looked away and rubbed the tension in his neck.
"I'd love the chance to show you how it feels when you are important to someone." He offered.
"I enjoy your company, but I don't want to give you the wrong idea. I'm not looking for anything serious. I'm really not a place in my life that I could even consider it." Jane explained.
"So are you open to just hanging out. Going to the movies?" He asked her.
"I'd like that," Jane agreed with a smile.
"One last request," Oliver looked at her with a grin.
"What?" She looked at him in suspicion.
"A kiss," He admitted, "Just to let me see what I'm missing."
"I don't know," Jane looked over at the car in reluctance.
"She looks distressed," Reed noted.
Kurt's gaze jerked back to look. Jane was looking over at the car and she did seem uncomfortable.
"I'm going over there," Kurt told Reed reaching for the doorknob.
"No," Reed grabbed his arm, "You're not."
While they argued, Kurt saw Jane stand up, "I think she's coming back."
When Oliver walked around the table both men watched when he pulled Jane against him and leaned down to claim her lips.
She didn't return his embrace and you could see the tense way she held herself.
"I was kidding about screwing him," Reed hastily assured Kurt as he watched the couple.
The kiss seemed endless to Kurt, but finally they couple drew apart.
Oliver looked down into Janes face and smiled. "Can't blame a guy for trying."
Jane smiled at him in reassurance.
"Nope," she agreed.
"I might try again one day," Oliver warned.
"As long as you give me fair warning," Jane teased.
"It's a deal. So…movies on Friday?" He asked as he finally released her.
"Sounds great," Jane agreed. "I'll meet you there, just text me the theater."
"Goodnight Jane," Oliver offered.
"Goodnight Oliver," Jane mimicked.
Turning she headed back to the car quickly. Hopefully Kurt would let Reed drive her back to the safe house and she could avoid a post mortem.
Kurt got out and stood waiting for her to reach him.
"What happened?" He asked her.
"I told him I wasn't really in a place to think about anything serious." Jane explained.
"So that was a long kiss goodbye?" Reed said from inside the car.
"No," Jane denied, "I'm going to the movies with him tomorrow."
Kurt let his head fall back before he looked back at her, "What the hell," He wasn't happy.
"He knows it's not going to be anything serious," Jane assured him.
"Casual doesn't really reassure me," Kurt admitted.
"He just wanted to get me out of his system," Jane explained.
"I doubt that kiss had the desired results," Reed piped up.
"Goodnight Reed," Kurt was done with his less than helpful comments. Slamming the door he guided Jane back over to his vehicle.
"I was going to have Reed drive me back," Jane protested, looking over her shoulder where Reed was pulling away.
"Nope," Kurt denied, opening the door for her.
She climbed in reluctantly. Since finding out about Kurt and Nas she needed some distance. She couldn't even look at him without picturing them in her mind.
"We need to talk about some things," Weller insisted.
Jane didn't say anything.
As he drove toward her safe house she looked over at him in confusion. For a man who insisted that they talk, he wasn't really doing much of it.
"What did you want to talk about?" Jane finally asked.
"We'll talk at your place," Kurt denied. He didn't want to be distracted during this conversation, it was too important.
That sounds ominous Jane thought in fatigue.