"Don't move to California. Stay here… with me. I love you, Jane. I love you."

Jane didn't know what to say. She had been waiting to hear those words for months, and now, here she was, speechless, Kurt's head cradled in her hand. She could hear the ambulance sirens blaring towards them. She knew that they would want her to leave Kurt alone so he could get treated, but she couldn't leave his side. Not now, not ever.

The ambulance skidded to a halt a few meters away from them, the crew flinging themselves out of the doors at the first opportunity. Jane's head was still throbbing from when her head had smacked against the steering wheel, immediately after she had crashed into Roman.

Roman. Jane's heart sank even further as she remembered the pain that had been reflected on her brother's face. After everything they had been through, he had still walked away. The worst thing was, he actually wanted her to shoot him. His pleas were still ringing in her ears. She couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger. Despite everything, despite his hatred towards her, Roman was still her brother. And now, with Shepherd - thankfully - about to be taken into custody, and with his fury towards Jane refusing to cool off, Roman was isolated. He had no one to turn to; it was just him and his resurfacing memories now. Will I ever see him again? Jane thought to herself. She doubted it - what she had kept secret from Roman couldn't be easily forgiven. However, she couldn't bear the thought of him being out in this world alone. She knew she needed to find him, but for now, Kurt had to be her first priority.

"Jane. Jane. Do you copy?"

Patterson's voice in her ears brought her back to her senses. To Kurt. To everything.

Jane could barely speak. "Yeah, I-I'm here," she whispered.

Patterson sighed with relief. "Jane, what the hell is going on? Is Weller alright? He sounded-"

Jane cut her off. "He's unconscious right now… the medics have just arrived."

"Oh God," Patterson's voice broke a little. "There's a team on the way to take Shepherd into custody, so don't worry about that. Keep us in the loop, though, okay?"

"I-I will," Jane replied.

The comms went dead.

In her peripheral vision, she could see one of the medics running towards her and Kurt.

"Ma'am, you need medical attention-"

"No, I-I'm not leaving him, I can't…" Her voice trembled with every word she spoke, tears forming in her eyes. They were finally in a good place, with no secrets, and now he was hurt. Every time they got close to something good, all hell broke loose. She needed to be by his side.

"I know you're worried, but he's in good hands, okay? C'mon, let's get you checked out".

"I'm fine, it's Kurt, y-you gotta…"

"I know, my colleagues are gonna take care of him now. But you're not fine, that gash on your head speaks for itself. Will you just come with me please?"

The medic tugged gently on Jane's arm, trying to guide her towards the ambulance, but she couldn't stand up. She couldn't do anything, except grasp Kurt's hand tightly. Despite being unconscious, his hand was still warm.

"You're gonna be okay, Kurt, you hear me?" she choked out. "I won't go to California. I'll stay here, and we'll work things out. I promise. Just get better. Please." Jane's tears splashed onto Kurt's bulletproof vest.

"Ma'am, we really need to get you two to a hospital-"

"Fine. I'm coming." Jane reluctantly pried her hand away from Kurt's, lingering for just a second, her thumb swiping over the back of his hand. "As soon as I'm cleared, I'll come and find you," she told him, even though she knew he couldn't hear her. "I won't leave you, and you're not gonna leave me."

She squeezed his hand once more, then let go. The medic pulled Jane to her feet and guided her to where the ambulance was waiting for her. She would find Kurt at the first opportunity she had. They were gonna get through this. They had to.