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XX
"Did he find her?" Roman looked at the man in front of him with no expression.
"Yes," The man confirmed.
"And?" Roman waited.
"She's back in New York," The man explained.
"He brought her back?" Roman confirmed.
"She's staying with him," The man elaborated.
"What about the others?" Roman questioned.
"There's no word."
"Keep me informed," Roman told him.
Watching him walk away, Roman turned and moved over to the window. So Jane was back. Guess he was going to have to pay his sister a little visit.
XX
Jane woke up surrounded by Kurt's warmth. He'd managed to almost cocoon her in his embrace. He'd curled around her when they went to bed and she hadn't even thought to protest. What surprised her was that he hadn't turned away from her in the night. In fact he hadn't relaxed his grip in more than…looking at the clock she was surprised to see that it had been over twelve hours. She hadn't slept more than a handful of hours at a time since she'd left. They both must have been exhausted to have slept this long.
When she gently began to extract herself, he tightened his arms, but he didn't waken.
She figured the bathroom could wait and instead took the time to study his sleep relaxed face. His face was so precious to her she knew his every expression. She loved his face relaxed in sleep, it gave him a softness she only saw when he looked at Lacy or when he told her he loved her…Before she could get her fill, his phone began ringing on the nightstand.
His eyes opened and he looked at her with a sleepy expression, his smile was immediate and gentle.
She smiled back before reaching up and smoothing his brow.
"You're going to miss the call," She warned him.
He seemed to snap out of it and turned to grab the phone from the nightstand, tightening the arm underneath her, keeping her against his side.
"Weller," He answered.
She watched him listen while his hand began absently moving up and down her back.
She leaned over and kissed his naked chest.
"We're on our way," He told the caller.
"What is it?" Jane worried.
"They cracked a Tattoo," Weller told her.
"They did?" She asked in surprise.
"What?" He looked down at her.
"It's just that…without Patterson," Jane trailed off.
"Her team is good," Kurt reminded Jane, "But it was Rich that cracked it."
"Wow," Jane looked up at Kurt, "That's two for two."
He leaned down and stole a kiss before reluctantly pulling away.
"He's turning into quite an asset," Kurt agreed.
Jane pulled herself up and turned to get ready, not seeing the intent way Weller watched her walk away.
XX
Rich was glaring at Jack when they arrived.
Kurt ignored the animosity.
"What'd you find out?" Kurt demanded.
"This symbol," Rich indicated the screen shot of Jane's lower back, "It's associated with the Black Hawk Cartel."
"What do we have on them?" Kurt asked.
"Their boss," Jack pulled up a picture, "Is Frank Simon, he's been in charge since his Father passed away under mysterious circumstances three years ago."
"He killed his Father," Rich told them.
"We don't know that," Jack argued.
"Oh, please," Rich scoffed, "He killed him."
"Anyway," Jack continued, "According to our sources, there's some big deal going down tonight."
"What kind of deal?" Jane asked.
"We don't know," Jack denied.
"You don't know," Rich taunted.
"Rich," Kurt rubbed his face wearily.
"Frank's trying to move into Europe," Rich explained, "He's supposed to meet with a family that works out of Eastern Europe to expand his reach."
"How do you know that?" Jack demanded exasperated.
"Because I went to school with him," Rich explained, "And my cousin's best friend's sister is married to one of Frank's higher ups."
"What?" Jack looked at him blankly.
"So your cousin's best friend's sister knows this for sure?" Kurt demanded, used to Rich's intricacies.
"Yes," Rich confirmed, "The best part is that they haven't meet them yet."
"So we can replace them and find out what this is all about." Kurt realized.
"That's the stickler," Rich warned them, "They haven't met them, but the couple coming must be fluent in Bulgarian."
"I'm fluent," Jane reminded Kurt.
"You just got back," Kurt denied, "And I'm not fluent."
"I'm fluent," Jack broke in, finally catching up.
"No," This came from Rich.
"Why not?" Jack asked with a scowl.
"Because the couple is married and no way are you pretending to be married to Jane," Rich told him.
"Grow up," Jack insisted.
"I can do it," Jane assured Kurt.
Kurt had never wanted to deny anything more.
"Give us a moment," Kurt told the others pulling Jane aside.
"What?" Jane looked up at him in confusion.
"We didn't use anything last night," He reminded her.
"Kurt," Jane looked at him in astonishment, "It's really premature to assume…that I might be…"
"Pregnant?" Kurt finished for her.
"I can't just sit it out when our team is missing," Jane argued.
"How long until we know for sure?" He asked her.
"I don't know…" Jane looked at him blankly, "Should I know this?"
"No," Kurt assured her, pulling her against him and rubbing her back. He didn't know how he would react if Jane had experienced this same situation with someone else…he pushed the unpleasant thought aside.
"So what do we do?" Jane asked him.
"I'll see if anyone else can go," Kurt told her.
"What if you don't find anyone?" Jane worried.
"We'll cross that bridge if we come to it," Kurt told her.
"I'll see how long before we can find out for sure." Jane told him without meeting his eyes.
He smiled down at her. She was such a contradiction. Shy about so many things, but refreshing bold with others.
XX
"There has to be a way out of here," Reed sat on the floor next to Tasha and Patterson.
"The door," Patterson agreed.
"Very funny," Reed told her.
"We have tried everything," Tasha insisted, "There is no way out."
"Well we can't just sit here waiting," Reed argued.
"Okay," Tasha looked over at him expectantly, "Any ideas?"
"No," Reed admitted.
"Maybe we should try noise," Patterson suggested.
"Noise?" Tasha repeated.
"Well," Patterson reasoned, "We can't get out, but that doesn't mean we can't be heard. If we make enough noise, then someone would have to come to shut us up. That would give us a chance to overpower them."
"Or we might draw the attention of someone not affiliated with whoever's holding us." Reed suggested.
"Operation annoying is a go," Tasha stood up and reached for something to bang on the wall with.
Watching her Reed and Patterson shared a smile before joining in.
XX
Kurt pulled Jane into his office.
"Did you find anyone?" Jane asked him, already knowing the answer. He was wearing his frustrated expression.
"No," He admitted, "We were able to pick up the couple meeting Simon. They aren't talking."
"What did you find out?" Kurt worried.
"I can't do a blood test to check for at least a week," Jane admitted.
"So that's it," Kurt insisted.
"No!" Jane argued, "Kurt we can't just sit this one out. Our team is missing…our family."
"You weren't that worried about our family a week ago," He accused her.
He didn't know who was more surprised at his accusation. Jane looked away wounded and he immediately began to apologize, "Jane…"
"No," Jane interrupted him, "You're right."
"No I'm not," Kurt denied, "I know you. You left to protect us. You aren't selfish."
"That doesn't mean I hurt you less," Jane realized.
"You're back now," Kurt insisted, "And we're going to get through this."
"I know this is hard for you," Jane placed her hand on his arm, "But it's simply a recon mission to get information."
"What if something goes wrong?" Kurt demanded.
"Then we'll deal with it," Jane insisted, "Like we always do."
Looking down into her earnest expression, Kurt relented. He pulled her against his chest and hoped he didn't regret his decision.
XX
Jane was standing in the lab while Rich was going over what information he had on Simon when Jack came over and placed an arm around her shoulders.
She stiffened immediately and Rich stopped talking in mid-sentence.
Kurt was the one that demanded, "Want to explain exactly what you're doing?"
"We're going to pretend to be married," Jack reminded them. "That comes with a certain level of intimacy. We can't stiffen up when we get in each other's personal space."
Jane looked over at Kurt's scowl and Rich's astonishment.
"We'll be fine," She told Jack stepping out of his embrace. "Nobody there will expect any public displays of affection."
"And there won't be any," Kurt warned him.
"Are you going to wear you actual wedding band?" Jack asked her, "If so, I might need to borrow Weller's matching band."
"That's not happening," Kurt insisted.
"I know this is awkward," Jack assured them, "But we're professionals."
"Plenty of men don't wear rings," Rich argued, "You're one of those."
"Fine," Jack shrugged.
Kurt hated this more by the minute. It wasn't that he didn't trust Jack, but it was Jane. He didn't trust anyone with Jane's safety but his team, the one that didn't exist anymore. Even if they found the others, Reed and Tasha were gone. With each pursuing other career paths, he needed to start building a new team.
"We need to get going," Jane insisted looking at the time.
"Stay in contact at all times, if you need an out, tell me and I'll come for you," Kurt insisted.
"We'll be fine," Jane assured him.
Jack reached over and took her hand, "Is this okay?"
"Its fine," Jane forced herself to accept his touch.
Kurt watched them go with a scowl.
"I'm not the only one that hates Jack now," Rich taunted watching Kurt as he watched Jane.
XX
Jane held the wine glass, but drank nothing. This party was lively, but she didn't want to be here. Worst thing was there was no information being exchanged. It was all becoming pretty pointless when a break in the crowd had her stiffening and moving to catch a glimpse of the man across the room.
Jack was saying something, but Jane couldn't hear him through the roaring in her ears.
"Jane?" Jack repeated for the second time.
"Is everything okay?" Kurt demanded from the van stationed across the street.
When Jane moved away without answering, Jack reached over and grabbed her wrist.
She shook him off and continued forward.
"Her name is not Jane," Rich reminded Jack for the tenth time.
Once she had a better view, Jane took a deep breath. It was Roman. She hadn't stood face to face with him in over two years. She didn't know what he was doing here, but her cover was officially blown.
"We're blown," She told Kurt as Roman headed toward her with purpose.
"What?" Rich demanded, looking over at Kurt in dismay.
"Move in," Kurt told the team, heading toward the door without asking any more questions.
"Jane," Roman stopped in front of her.
"Roman," Jane greeted.
Kurt cursed.
"Fancy seeing you here," Roman reached over and took her wine glass, swallowing it in one gulp.
She looked past him to see Simon heading their direction. The sun was glinting off the pool and she looked away.
"Where's Kurt?" Roman asked her.
"He should be here any moment," Jane told him.
"Sorry I can't stay to say hello," Roman shook his head sadly.
"He'd love to catch up with you," Jane admitted.
Just then Simon joined them.
"I see you've met my special guests," He told Roman.
"Very special," Roman agreed.
"Jane," Jack drew her attention. She stiffened immediately and Roman's head jerked looking over at him.
She realized his mistake immediately, so did Simon.
"Jane?" He repeated suspiciously.
With a small gesture of his hand, Simon turned to retreat.
Jane knew this was bad, but before she could react, Roman made a diving tackle and she, Jack and Roman hit the surface of the pool with a huge splash. The sound of gun fire following them in was unmistakable.
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Kurt was just about to breach the house when Jack called Jane by her given name.
He and Rich shared a concerned look when the unmistakable sound of gun fire had Kurt throwing himself on the door in a desperate attempt to stop the inevitable.
He could hear Jane gasp through the coms before they went dead.
"Jane!" Kurt called, needing reassurance.
There was no response.
The moments it took Kurt to get through the door and into the house were the longest of his life.
His team took the pool to find bodies littering the flagstone. His frantic eyes searched for the only body that mattered. He couldn't find her.
"Jane," He called his voice breaking.
"She's over there," Rich pointed to where Jane lay unmoving.
Kurt fell to his knees beside her, his hands frantic as he searched for injuries.
She was unconscious, but not bleeding.
"Is she okay?" Jack demanded, running over.
Kurt looked up at him with an expression that had the other man taking a step back.
Just then, Jane let out a shuttering cough.
Kurt's eyes flew back to her in relief.
"Jane," He helped her sit up and pulled her against his chest.
"Kurt," Jane's hand came up and touched his face in reassurance, "I'm fine."
"What happened?" He demanded looking around the pool. Simon was dead, as were all of his men.
"Roman happened," Jane admitted.
"Why was he here?" Kurt demanded.
"I don't know," Jane denied, "Jack blew our cover before I could find out."
Seeing how wet she and Jack were, Kurt asked, "You jumped in the pool?"
"No," Jane denied, "Roman tackled us into the pool."
"He saved you?" Kurt looked down at her in disbelief.
"He asked about you," Jane didn't know why she said that. It wasn't as if they had any type of normal family relationship.
"How is she?" Rich demanded impatiently.
"I'm fine," Jane assured him, standing up with Kurt's assistance.
"No thanks to you," Rich accused Jack, scowling.
"I'm sorry," Jack looked away.
"Sorry doesn't cut it," Kurt denied, "Get checked out by the medics and report to my office in the morning."
Jane watched him walk away and looked up at Kurt, "Kurt…"
"No," Kurt interrupted, "He almost got you killed."
Jane fell silent, he was right. If their roles had been reversed, she wouldn't have granted any mercy.
Jane spent the next half hour being checked out. Kurt hovered over her as though he expected her to collapse at any moment.
"Kurt," Jane finally stopped him, "I'm fine."
He didn't say anything but leaned down and pulled her tightly against him.
She held on just as tightly, giving him the reassurance he so obviously needed.
The arrived back at the NYO and Kurt followed Jane into the locker room. She grabbed a dry change of clothes from her locker and moved over to a cubicle to change. Kurt crowded in after her and began helping her discarding her wet things. She smiled at him over her shoulder, raising her hands up to assist him removing her wet shirt.
He leaned in to kiss the nap of her neck once it was exposed.
It was only when she turned around that his eyes narrowed on her collar bone. He leaned in to study it more closely.
"What?" Jane worried, looking down.
"There's and address written on your chest." He told her.
She reached up to touch it, "I guess I should be grateful it isn't permanent."
"It must have been Roman," Kurt realized.
"Do you think he's trying to tell us where the team's at?" Jane asked with hope.
"I don't know," Kurt worried, "Maybe it's a trap."
"We have to check," Jane insisted.
"We will," Kurt agreed.
He left Jane to change and gathered a team together. He knew it was a risk, but it was one they had to take.
XX
Kurt entered the building first Jane following closely on his heels.
He cleared each room.
After the first floor proved to be empty he motioned her toward the stairs. As they moved closer, Jane stopped abruptly.
Kurt moved closer, waiting to see what drew her attention. He finally could hear the banging. Motioning the team behind them to go up, Kurt followed Jane to the door that led down into the basement.
She opened the door cautiously and the noise became more pronounced.
He moved around her and led the way down the steps.
They cleared the bottom floor before they came to a door with a solid steel door. Sharing a look Kurt reached for the latch that bared the door. The latch made a screeching sound as he twisted the release. No sooner had the lock mechanism cleared than the door burst opened from the inside knocking Kurt aside. A body hurtled through taking Jane down with it.
Jane only had a moment to glimpse startled eyes, but that was all she needed.
"Reed!" She said breathlessly from beneath him.
Kurt hauled Reed up before kneeling back down beside Jane, "Are you okay?" he demanded.
"I'm fine," Jane assured him.
Zapata had emerged second, but she took in the scene before her before busting on Reed.
"Not the best way to ask for your job back," She told him.
"Jane!" Patterson was overjoyed.
"Are you all okay?" Jane worried.
"We're fine," Tasha assured her, "How'd you find us?"
"Roman," Kurt answered.
"So it was Roman," Patterson didn't seem surprised.
"Maybe," Kurt wasn't willing to commit yet to the obvious.
"What the hell were you thinking running off like that?" Tasha looked at Jane and demanded.
"Tasha," Kurt warned her.
"It's not a cut and dried as you think," Jane denied.
"Families stick together," Tasha accused her.
"I'm sorry," Jane told her, "There's a lot you don't know."
"Well," Tasha insisted, "Start talking."
"Tasha," It was Reed's turn to try and reel her in.
"No," Tasha told him, "It's not okay."
"Maybe this can help you," Kurt reached into his cargo pants and pulled out the key to Jane's new tattoos. "Ready?"
When Jane nodded he placed the key against her neck and her new tattoos began to glow.
"Holy glow stick," Reed looked at her stupefied.
"How'd this happen?" Tasha demanded, mollified.
"I don't know," Jane admitted.
"How do you not know?" Patterson didn't understand.
"I don't know where they came from, or when I got them. " Jane explained.
"How could we have missed this all this time?" Patterson looked at Kurt.
"They're new," Kurt explained.
"New?" Reed repeated.
"And you don't remember?" Tasha worried.
"No," Jane told them.
"It would have taken weeks for them to all heal." Patterson insisted.
"I've lost about two months," Jane told them, "I remember leaving our apartment…then nothing."
"So she didn't leave on her own," Patterson looked devastated.
"This is not your fault," Tasha insisted.
"Of course it's not," Jane agreed.
"What did Tasha mean about wanting your old job back?" Kurt asked Reed bluntly.
"Quantico was a mistake," Reed admitted, "And Tasha hates the CIA."
"Is that true?" Kurt looked at Tasha.
"Yeah," She admitted.
"Well," Kurt looked over at Jane, "We have a new case and I could sure use some good people."
"Do you mean it?" Patterson demanded looking over at her friends.
"Well I sure as hell don't want anyone else watching my back." Kurt admitted.
"I'm in," Reed immediately agreed.
"Tasha?" Kurt asked her.
"Like you could do this without me," She scoffed.
"Welcome back," Kurt smiled looking over at Jane and seeing her relieved expression.
The three watched on with a collective sigh of relief. They didn't know what was going on or what lay in store for them, but each of them knew that they had a better chance of defeating it together than apart.
The team was finally back together…