a/n: thanks to ShellGrad, the only one who reviewed :? On second glance I decided I could've done a lot more detail for my 11th chapter, so if you go back and read it more detail has been added! Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy [:

Jane had stayed by Grace's side after McMann had lost consciousness. Once 2 medics attended to Grace Jane got out of their way and took in everything that was going on: Rigsby sat in the back of a ambulance a medic taking care of his facial wound. He heard a medic saying he was going to need stitches for the cut. The medics who came to help Van Pelt got her onto a stretcher and carried her into a separate ambulance, leaving as quick as they had come. Cho was talking to a few uniform officers, and Bertram – the CBI director had just arrived and was trying to control the press. Jane couldn't help but smirk maliciously as he made his way over to the ambulance not occupied by Rigsby.

McMann was in the back of the separate ambulance, lying on a stretcher; both of his hands cuffed to the metal bars on either side of him. He hadn't come to yet, but still Jane climbed in the back and shut the doors. He tapped McMann, "Psssst!" he said. McMann let out a small groan, Jane poked him harder "Hey! Hey Scott!" he whispered. McMann began to stir and murmered what Jane made out to be 'What'.

"Scott… where is Agent Lisbon?"

Again McMann mumbled something "Hell if I should know…"

Jane patted him on his face once, twice "Where is Agent Lisbon?" he was speaking at normal volume know.

McMann's eyes flew open and his face turned into an expression of horror when he realized that he was in the ambulance, alone with Jane. He opened his mouth prepared to yell but Jane covered it with his hand. "Nuh-uh-uh!" Jane said, smiling. McMann tried to turn away but Jane held him in place with his hand and looked into the druggie's eyes;

"Scott. I need you to take some deep breaths. No one is going to hurt you okay?" McMann looked into Jane's eyes, feeling a enormous calm strength coming over him. "Relax. Just relax, and look into my eyes. That's right…" Jane slowly removded his hand from the man's mouth; he didn't scream. "Breathe in and out… in and out… slowly now. And with each breath, count. 1… 2… that's right Scott – 3… 4…" With a mesmerized expression on his face, McMann followed each of Jane's directions. This went on for about 2 more minutes before Jane went ahead and asked "Did you see Tereasa Lisbon yesterday?"

The man's eye contact was still locked when he responded "Yes…"

"Okay good," Jane responded in a calm voice "Where was that?"

"A hotel. It was at a hotel."

"What happened to Tereasa when you were at the hotel?"

"She was in the closet. He thought the whole thing was funny. He… he…"

Jane noticed he was beginning to lose him "What did he do Scott?"

"Said he wasn't gonna let her get in the way of his funds. I told him she could be used to add to his income."

"How Scott? How was she going to be used?"

Cho appeared by the ambulance door "Jane!"

"Where is Tereasa now Scott?"

"I gave him some names and numbers…"

"Where is –"

"Jane!" Cho said more curtly. But he disappeared and was replaced by a medic who said

"You can't be in here!"

Jane stood up as he patted McMann on the face "Oh I'm not?" He made his way out calling over his shulder "My bad!"

She woke up to the sound of voices. Two people, two men it seemed were having a conversation not too far away.

The morning light was shining through the door of the storage unit, which was half way open. She blinked a few times, trying to get her eyes used to the sunlight. She saw the silhouettes of two people near the door. She tried to make out their faces, but she couldn't see. She also couldn't understand what they were saying to one another. That's when she noticed one of them look at her and tell the other something.

The other man started making his way towards her. She was taken aback by the sudden movement, and she tried to straighten up as best as she could; her own defense mechanism. When the man stood inches in front of her she couldn't see his face, even when she looked up. The man slowly squatted down and came so close she could feel his breath on her face. Then someone opened the door the rest of the way, letting the unit fill with light.

The man locked eye contact with her, the bridge of his nose merely centimeters away from her face. She couldn't help her reaction when she recognized who the man was. When he realized she remembered a small smirk appeared on his face and he said "Remember me?"