I don't own Blindspot or any of these wonderful characters.
Jane stood in the kitchen wearing Kurt's shirt. She was making breakfast. Cooking had never been her thing, but she'd worked in a diner while she was on her own and had become reasonably good at breakfast. Lunch and dinner were another story all together, but this she could do. She wanted to do something to show Kurt that she was worth the all the trouble she regularly brought into his life.
Looking down at the plate she realized just how pathetic her attempt was. The food looked good enough, but how did you compare risking someone's life with pancakes and bacon?
Suddenly arms came around her from behind. She jumped. She'd been so lost in her thoughts she hadn't heard him come up behind her.
"You made breakfast?" Kurt nuzzled her neck sending a shiver down her spine.
"Morning," Jane said huskily, looking over her shoulder at him.
"When did you learn how to do this?" Kurt asked looking down at the plate impressed.
"I worked in a diner…while I was gone." Jane admitted.
Kurt's arms tightened around her briefly. He hated that there was anything about her he didn't know. Before she'd left, he'd known everything there was to know about her and now he felt the need to learn everything again. He wanted all parts of her. He knew it was unreasonable, but he couldn't deny the need.
"It looks great," He assured her, picking up his plate.
She turned off the stove and grabbed her own plate. Following after him, she sat next to him at the dining room table.
He began eating before looking up at her again, "Where was the diner and how long did you work there?"
"It was just outside Amsterdam," Jane told him, "I was there for three weeks. I thought the chef was going to fire me. He swears he'd never encountered anyone that should be banned from the kitchen more than me. He spent hours teaching me how to make decent pancakes."
"What was his name?" Kurt encouraged.
"Chef Levi Van der Burge," Jane said with a smile, "But everyone just called him Chef."
"Why'd you leave?" Kurt asked her.
"It was time," Jane told him looking down.
"Did something happen?" Kurt worried.
"No," Jane denied, "I left before anything could happen. Obviously, the less time people spend around me, the better off they'll be."
"Jane," Kurt reached over and placed his hand over hers.
"NO," Jane insisted, "You better than anyone should know the price that's paid for being around me."
"It's been a privilege to be around you," Kurt denied, "And if I have anything to say about it we'll have at least another forty plus years to look forward to."
He couldn't mean that. Jane looked up and saw only sincerity radiating from him.
"Kurt," She whispered her eyes filling up with tears.
"Jane," Kurt explained patiently, "I would rather die standing next to you than live without you."
The tears fell. Kurt stood up and pulled her from her chair. Lifting her up, he moved over to the couch and pulled her down on his lap. Rubbing her back he held her while she cried. Once she was done, he wiped her face and leaned in for a kiss. It wasn't long before breakfast was forgotten…
XX
"Okay," Rich looked at Patterson seriously, "I know you're in charge of this lab…but in your absence we've developed a rhythm."
Patterson just looked at him.
"I actually work there now." Rich indicated the place she was standing.
She said nothing, but she didn't move, just continued to look at him.
Rich fidgeted before turning away, "Fine, you don't have to be that way…" He huffed.
Patterson shook her head as she watched him claim another monitor before turning her attention back to the screen in front of her.
"How do you put up with that?" Tasha asked from the doorway.
Patterson turned to her with a genuine smile.
"I thought you had to give notice," She said.
"Naw," Tasha denied, "Kurt spoke with Keaton and he put me on loan to the FBI while I worked out my notice."
"That's not like him," Reed said from the doorway.
"Reed!" Patterson couldn't hide her delight.
"Okay," Tasha accused him, "No way Quantico released you without notice."
"What did Kurt do?" Patterson asked.
"Actually," Reed admitted, "It was Jane."
"Jane?" Patterson repeated blankly.
"She offered to give the new recruits a beat down…I mean a seminar on fighting techniques."
"So she found a way to kick their asses, you must be jealous." Tasha taunted.
"That's not happening," Kurt said from the doorway. Jane followed closely after him and poked him in the shoulder.
"What do you mean?" Reed worried.
"Jane might be pregnant," Kurt explained unabashed.
The room seemed to freeze. Jane stared at Kurt in shock.
"Please let it be true," Rich rushed over to give Jane a hug.
"Wow," Tasha taunted, "Someone wasn't wasting any time."
"We don't know for sure…" Jane said stiffly from inside Rich's embrace.
"Well it was bound to happen sooner or later," Kurt insisted.
Paterson watched this interesting dynamic quietly. Jane looked shell shocked, but Kurt…he looked strangely satisfied.
"When will you know for sure?" Reed asked shaking Kurt's hand.
"We're going to have Patterson run a blood test in a few days," Kurt admitted.
Jane was looking at Kurt with a puzzled expression. If she didn't know better, she would think that he was pleased with the possibility. She remembered his turmoil when he found out that Allie was pregnant…surely accidently getting her pregnant wouldn't be any different.
"You seem pleased," Patterson pointed out the obvious.
"I can't wait," Kurt admitted, "Even if she's not pregnant right now, I'm hoping we can start growing our family sooner rather than later."
"Jane you okay?" Tasha was watching her friend closely.
"Yeah," Jane assured her, still pale.
Kurt moved back over and threw his arm around her, pulling against him and rubbing her back.
She clutched him back tightly, needing an anchor after his comments.
"I take it this wasn't planned?" Tasha said bluntly.
"Tasha!" Reed chastised her.
"No," Kurt agreed, "But now that there's the possibility, it's all I can think about. Can you imagine a miniature Jane?"
Jane was looking up at Kurt with an expression that felt almost too intimate for them to see. All the love she felt for him was so evident that the team relaxed and moved in to congratulate them on the possibility.
"So she won't be demonstrating any fighting techniques. She'll just be giving instruction. You'll have to do your own ass kicking for her." Kurt suggested.
"Oh," Reed smiled, "I'm so in."
The team laughed at his glee.
"So," Kurt looked over at Patterson, "Have we found any evidence on who abducted you?"
"We're leaning toward Roman," Patterson admitted looking at Jane in concern, "But only because he provided her the address of where we were being held. There's no corroborating evidence that it was him."
"Why would he do that?" Jane worried.
"Someone wanted you back," Kurt reminded her.
"Someone besides us," Patterson agreed.
Kurt looked down at his watch, "I have a meeting."
"Is it with Jack?" Jane worried.
"Yeah," Kurt confirmed.
"Kurt…" She worried.
"He almost got you killed," Kurt reminded her.
"He's young," Jane reminded him.
"Well," Kurt insisted, "If he wants the chance to be old, he either needs more training or a different line of work."
Jane couldn't deny his statement. She felt him tighten his arms around her in reassurance before turning to head back to his office.
"He's right," Rich insisted.
"I know," Jane admitted sadly.
Jack was waiting when Kurt arrived back at his office.
"Am I fired?" Jack asked bluntly.
"Reassigned," Kurt corrected.
"Someplace far from here?" Jack didn't look surprised.
"Not so far," Kurt denied, "But someplace you can get the additional training that you need."
"That's not fair," Jack denied, "You're making an emotional decision because your wife was in the line of fire."
Kurt actually laughed at that. "Do you want to know how many times I have seen my wife in a life threatening situation? Too many to count," Kurt admitted, "The one thing I know about her and the rest of my team is that they are reliable. I can count on them to have my back and each other's. We trust each other and know because of that, we are able to do what most people can't. I won't risk that dynamic because you have confidence in yourself. It isn't you that needs to believe in yourself, it's us that need to believe in you, and to put it bluntly, I don't."
"I can be a key member of this team." Jack insisted.
"Maybe," Kurt agreed, "Eventually, but not right now."
"You're making a mistake," Jack argued.
"Well," Kurt didn't agree or disagree, "It's my mistake to make."
Jack turned and stormed from the office.
Kurt didn't give him a second thought. His job required him to make some difficult decisions, but that hadn't been one of them. He didn't regret it and he doubted he ever would.
XX
Jane looked over at Patterson and Tasha.
"What's the matter with you?" Tasha asked bluntly.
"I'm scared to death," Jane admitted.
"Don't you want to have Kurt's child?" Patterson worried.
"Of course," Jane admitted, "But with the new tattoos, whoever abducted you and Roman back on the scene, what if something happens?"
"We won't let anything happen," Tasha said fiercely.
"How am I supposed to sit out field work right now?" Jane worried.
"You don't have to completely sit out field work," Patterson assured her.
"Are you kidding?" Jane looked between the two of them, "Kurt will be impossible. Just the possibility that I might be pregnant has him becoming a Neanderthal, can you imagine what he'll be like if I actually am?"
"I think it's cute." Patterson said with a smile.
"Okay," Tasha conceded, "You're screwed."
"Not to mention that he announced the possibility in front of Rich…I mean it's one thing to tell the three of you, but to tell Rich?" Jane shook her head in disbelief.
"He seems pretty proud of himself," Patterson admitted with a smile.
"He'd different from before," Tasha admitted, "I think that Allie was over four months pregnant before he told anyone."
"Well, he's certainly not waiting this time. You'd be what…not even a week pregnant yet?" Patterson smiled.
"So you think this is different for him?" Jane worried, "It wasn't planned. You don't think he feels like it might be a mistake?"
When both ladies just looked at her before bursting out laughing Jane couldn't help the hurt expression that came over her face.
"No," Patterson placed her hand on Jane's arm in reassurance, "It is a very different situation getting your wife pregnant and getting a casual lover pregnant. I would say that Kurt could not be more excited. It might have been an accident, but he's not exactly a man full of regret."
"Do you want this baby if you're pregnant?" Tasha asked bluntly.
"There is nothing I want more than to have Kurt's baby," Jane admitted, "But what if I'm a terrible mother. My Mom wasn't exactly a good role model. I don't want to ruin their lives."
"Jane," Tasha shook her head, "I've never met anyone more determined to protect people than you. Look how many times you saved our ass. You're going to be a great Mom and the kid will have us too. Even if you and Kurt suck, this child will have the coolest Aunts and Uncle in the world."
Jane felt weepy all of a sudden. She stood up and hugged both Tasha and Patterson tightly as they smiled at each other over Jane's shoulder.
XX
Jane opened the door to the locker room and entered silently. She didn't know what to think about the last few days. She'd gone from thinking she could never come home, to being here and happier than she'd ever thought possible. Kurt was determined to mend the rift between them and the team was back.
She moved over to her locker and opened it looking for some lotion. Her hands were so dry they itched. She rubbed them together before moving her things around searching.
"I was transferred," Jack said from behind her.
Jane looked over her shoulder in surprise.
"I'm sorry," Jane told him, "But you have to know you weren't ready."
"Not ready?" Jack scoffed, "Let's be honest, I was a threat."
"To our safety," Jane agreed.
"This is your fault," Jack accused, "If you hadn't come back, Weller could have remained objective."
"You called me by my real name during an op," Jane reminded him, "That makes it your fault."
"You're real name?" Jack scoffed, "Jane isn't your real name."
"The more you attempt to blame me, Weller or anyone else, the more evident it becomes that you aren't ready." Jane insisted.
Jack lost his cool. Rushing up he crowded her before slammed his fist against the locker next to her head. He didn't know what he expected, but her complete lack of response only infuriated him further.
"You aren't human," Jack accused looking down at her in contempt, "You're a robot."
Suddenly he was pulled away and slammed into the locker. Reed subdued him before turning to Jane and looking her over in concern.
"You okay?" He demanded.
She nodded without speaking.
"Well," Reed looked back at Jack in contempt, "You're so fired."
"You don't have that much power," Jack denied.
Suddenly the door to the locker room burst opened and Kurt came barreling in, followed closely by Tasha who had just summoned him.
"What the hell is going on here?" Kurt demanded taking in the scene.
"Jack was upset at his transfer," Jane told them quietly.
"Reed?" Kurt looked over at him for further explanation.
"When Tasha and I came in, Jack was verbally assaulting Jane. He seemed to think his transfer was all her fault and he physically threatened her." Reed explained, not releasing Jack from his hold.
"Jane?" Kurt looked over at her checking for injuries.
"He did threaten me," Jane admitted, "But he didn't actually touch me."
Kurt's eyes went from her to the dented locker next to her head. When his eyes swung back to Jack even Reed felt a twinge of concern.
"Kurt," Tasha placed her hand on his arm to calm him.
"You're fired," Kurt told Jack, "And Zapata is going to take you into custody for threatening a Federal Agent."
"You can't do that," Jack protested, finally realizing the hole he had just dug for himself.
"You could have taken the second chance I gave you," Kurt told him, "But you threw it away and I will personally make sure this lapse in judgement follows you wherever you go."
Tasha placed the cuffs on Jack before Reed escorted the now subdued former agent from the room.
Kurt didn't waste any time watching them leave, his eyes remained on Jane. The second they were alone he moved into her personal space.
She looked up at him and he could have cursed at the vulnerability in her eyes.
He pulled her against him, "This isn't your fault."
"I know," She agreed.
"You weren't going to tell me he threatened you," He accused her.
"I would have," She denied.
"You would have downplayed it," He accused her.
"Probably," Jane agreed, "I can handle myself."
"Jane there is no doubt that you can handle anything," Kurt agreed, "But you have us now and you don't have to go it alone anymore."
"You seem excited about the possibility of the baby," Jane abruptly changed the subject.
"Of course I am," He agreed.
"Even though it wasn't planned?" She worried.
"Jane," Kurt tilted her face up with a gentle hand, "I've always wanted to share children with you. We might not have discussed it before the possibility existed, but never doubt that if you are pregnant it will be the one of the best things that ever happened, next to finding you."
She smiled up at him tremulously.
He couldn't resist leaning in and claiming her mouth.
"Break it up," Tasha said from the doorway.
Kurt did look up, but he didn't release his hold on Jane, "Jack in processing?"
"Yeah," Tasha agreed. "Reed is handling it personally."
"He seemed…unamused." Jane said remembering the look on Reed's face.
"That's putting it mildly," Tasha agreed.
"I'm glad you're both back," Kurt admitted giving Tasha a smile.
"You should be," Tasha agreed, "If Jack was the best you could find, you need us more than ever."
Jane smiled at her boast. There was no doubt it was true.
"We should celebrate," Kurt suggested looking down at Jane, "Tomorrow night?"
"Sounds good." Jane agreed.
"I'll check with the others, make sure they can come." Tasha agreed with a smile.
"It'll be nice to have a full house again," Kurt admitted thinking of all the long empty nights he'd spent looking for Jane.
She squeezed him in understanding.
"You say that now," Tasha shook her head, "You'll get over it."
"Never," Kurt denied with quiet conviction.
Jane looked up into his earnest expression and smiled. She believed him.