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Jane is pulling on his jacket as he enters the e.r. waiting room, Lisbon stands up to meet him.

"You finally been released?

"Yes after six hours of endless prodding and millions of questions they have determined what I told them five and a half hours ago, that I'm perfectly fine."

"You were unconscious for a while Jane, they have make sure you are well enough to leave, and if you were more co-operative you would have been out earlier."

Jane growls and ignores the dig.

"Lets get out of here"

"Actually it's been ages since I ate, I thought we could eat at the cafeteria before heading back."

"Are you mad woman, we'll stop somewhere along the way, my treat if it will get you to leave this place."

Jane steps aside and motions her to pass him, Lisbon smirks as she leads him out the door. As they head out of the parking lot Lisbon informs Jane on what Van Pelt has learned.

"Ben Watson hasn't really been in any trouble, just some minor stuff. He was in the army for a while, which is where he learnt about explosives. But Mason, has a long rap sheet, all of it for violence and on an increasing scale. You say you didn't have much to do with them when they were travelling with you."

"No, they were only with us for a summer. I was involved with Angela by then and we spent most of our free time together. My only dealings with them were when we went on the ride."

"So you think they being apart of this is just a co-incidence?"

Jane looks at her thoughtfully.

"I think so, it would seem that this is more to do with you, but it explains how they knew about Pete."

"I'm sorry Jane, you been nearly killed twice now, because of me."

Jane waves her off.

"Meh, what are friends for... if not to buy dinner..pull in here, this looks a nice place."

"What?"

"Dinner Lisbon, something to eat, an opportunity to fill that empty tummy of yours with a morsel or two of delicious fayre."

Lisbon sees a run down diner that looks like it's been there for a hundred years and has been waiting eighty years for a face lift.

"Are you sure? This place? We could both end up in hospital with food poisoning."

"Never judge a book by its cover, or a diner by its outward appearance, it just means they've been too busy cooking great meals to bother with the outside."

Lisbon looks at him skeptically.

"Now that's bad Jane."

Jane shrugs.

"Have I ever steered you wrong in the food department my dear."

Despite her protestations Lisbon has parked up.

"Well no, but there's always a first time, no one is infallible."

Jane stops opening his door and looks back in shock.

"You can pay for yourself after that remark."

Lisbon unlocks her seat belt, opens the door and exits the car.

"No way, you promised me dinner and you're giving me dinner or else you walk back."

Jane is now out the car and looks over across the roof.

"Such empty threats Lisbon, you know perfectly well that you wouldn't leave a poor consultant, who had a lucky escape from death.."

He holds up two fingers.

"Count them, twice, because of a vengeful acquaintance of yours."

"Maybe it'll be third time lucky."

Lisbon strides towards the diner ahead of him. Jane opens his arms in mock surprise.

"Lisbon, I'm shocked."

"Deal with it."

Jane gives a little smile and follows in her wake.

Lisbon grudgingly admits that Jane was right, the food was good. She attacked it with gusto, the assault on her senses as she waited for her food to arrive, awakening her to the fact that she was very hungry. The food is so good, she doesn't even mind the 'know it all' smirks coming from Jane's direction as he watches her enjoy her meal. She'd been surprised by the welcome Jane received when he entered the diner, obviously he wasn't a stranger to the place. After they settled in to their booth she looked questioningly at him.

"They have good eggs, but I also recommend the burger and fries, they taste the way MacDonalds used to taste."

He'd been right, the food has taken her back to her childhood, when fast food burgers had flavour and you felt that they were cooked with care. Jane enjoys watching Lisbon savour her food, he smiles at the sauce dripping down her chin as she tries put the burger down fast enough to catch it, and it lands on her top.

"Any restrooms in this place where I can wash this off?"

"They're at the back of the building, but you have to enter them from the outside."

"Just wait here Jane."

"Don't worry about me.."

He raises his cup.

"I'll just enjoy my tea, besides you have the keys."

Lisbon's hand goes to her pocket to check that she does, indeed, still have the keys, which are still there."

"I'll be right back."

Lisbon walks around the diner. She'd been pleasantly surprised to find that inside, the diner, was sparkling and she hoped that the same care is taken with the restrooms. She's relieved to find that they are clean and smell strong of disinfectant. She works hard at the stain on her shirt and is pleased to see it come out. The restroom has blow driers and she only has to bend her knees a little to aim the air at her wet patch. When she can stand the heat no longer she uses the facilities, washes her hands and heads back to Jane. As she steps through the door her head explodes and arm grab her and stop her falling to the ground. A hand come around and holds a cloth to her face. Her struggles are futile and soon darkness descends and she lays limp in her captors arms. He picks her up and takes her to the van that has pulled up, the side door opens and she's handed off to the person within. After the man follows, the van drives off, spewing gravel in its wake.