"You don't get to do that, you don't get to now show up and then keep telling me you don't want to talk, and then be pissed at me for going to her!" Kurt was angry again, he started shouting at Jane. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to look him dead in the eyes.
"If I remember, you kissed me back. You were the one that wanted to talk first. So no Kurt, you don't get to be pissed at me. If you want to talk about us, I'm game. Talk. I'm listening, Weller." Jane raised her arms at him, as if asking him a dozen questions at once. She wouldn't take her eyes off of his, waiting for his answer.
"What have you been hiding from me?" Kurt simply asked. He started to calm down, mainly because Jane was calm.
"Why does everything with you revolve around whatever you think I'm hiding from you? You hide stuff from me all the time," Jane continued to glare at him, insinuating exactly what she was saying about Allie.
"Why does everything with you revolve around her?" Kurt asked her, slowly moving towards her. He knew if he could just touch her, she would be okay.
"You keep shoving her in my face, it gets kind of old," Jane backed away from him as he moved closer. She knew if he touched her, she'd be done for. There would be no stopping the flood, the dam would break in that moment. Who knew how fast she could drown in Kurt Weller more than Kurt Weller himself?
"You're jealous? Really?" Kurt chuckled at his own joke. "You don't understand, Jane. You didn't show up, I got the message loud and clear that night,"
"Oh, and what was that message, Agent Weller? Since you're so astute?" Jane had stopped in her tracks, not caring anymore if he touched her or not. She knew he was going to try his hardest, whether she pulled away from him or not.
"That you don't love me!" Kurt was angry again, angry that Jane never really understood what he was trying to say. He could never find the words to tell her how much she was hurting him.
"Do you want to know where I was when you were waiting for me at that park? Do you really want to know why I wasn't there?" Jane was beginning to get angry, simply at the thought of Kurt never wanting to speak to her again.
"Yes! God, yes, Jane! That's all I want!" Kurt shouted at her again, noticing her wincing with every word.
"You can't walk away, if you don't like what I tell you. Because you're going to hate me, but you can't leave me alone in this," Jane pleaded with him.
"Fine, just tell me what happened to you," Kurt sighed, the frustration falling from his face when he realized how serious Jane was. He thought her issue was actually with Allie, but that was just a front, and he could tell that now. She was just trying to find a way to tell him how badly she was honestly hurting. And he wanted to get to the bottom of it. He stood there, waiting for Jane to say more words, but she opened her mouth and nothing would come. There they stood, for who knows how long, in the middle of the sidewalk in New York City. People continued to walk by them, hardly even glancing their way. Jane was wringing her hands, and she finally opened her mouth again and tried to speak.
"I've been in contact with a man named Oscar, he knew me when I was still Taylor. The night that you wanted to meet me at the park, that was the night that he confirmed I'm Taylor Shaw. I keep having memories of him, in different places and situations, and I wanted answers. I've been meeting him a lot, and he kept Carter from killing me," Jane spat it all out at once, hoping Kurt would look over the whole secrets thing.
"Carter, Tom Carter? CIA Tom Carter?" Kurt asked, dumbfounded.
"Oh, yeah, on the way home from kissing you, some guys in all black abducted me, and I woke up in a cement room strapped to a table. Tom Carter was there, and he was the one in charge. He wanted to know who I was, who I'm involved with. I obviously didn't give him the answers he wanted, because," Jane paused and looked at Kurt. She saw the pleading and the strength in his eyes, and it gave her strength to keep going with this. Everything would work out, Kurt would make everything okay. "Because he waterboarded me. He grabbed a drill, and Oscar somehow got in and shot him before he could start that," Jane looked away from Kurt, ashamed that she had kept this so long, and relieved that everything was in the open now.
"Jane, you could have told me," Kurt raised his arms again, but more in question than anger.
"That's not everything…" Jane paused, waited for him to walk away, and felt relief that he continued to stand with her. "Oscar showed me a video, and it was me when I was Taylor. The video was of me, saying that I did this to myself. The tattoos, the plan to drop me in the middle of New York, it was all my plan," Jane wouldn't meet his eyes.
"That makes no sense," Kurt put his hand on her cheek, because he was finally close enough to touch her. Jane leaned in to his touch, reveling in the fact that he hadn't left her yet. He pushed her jaw up gently to make her look at him. "Hey, hey, look at me. Whatever you did, whoever you are, we can figure this out, Jane,"
"One more thing," Jane pulled away from his touch, trying to clear her head and think of the best way to tell him this. "I tried to pull out last night, and I told Oscar I didn't want to meet anymore and that I was done with him. I don't trust him, and I certainly don't trust Taylor Shaw. I said I'm not his asset in the FBI, that I'm just FBI now. He said that if I don't cooperate with the plan, they're going to kill you," Jane spoke softly, knowing the words would kill him, too. Kurt just stood there for a minute, taking in what she had said.
"Jane, you should have told me," Kurt spoke to her. He touched her jaw again, and made her look at him. "It's gonna be fine,"
"They're going to kill you, and it's all my fault," Jane said to him, tears starting to form in her eyes. She put her hands on his chest, almost as if bracing herself for any blows that were to come from his mouth.
"Jane, I'm fine. I'm here," Kurt folded her into his arms, rubbing her back. Simply hearing his voice vibrating against her calmed her tenfold.