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"We're almost at your location now." she heard Cho tell her, "The physician is with us, how are you both holding up." he asked

Theresa glanced down at Jane and noticed that his eyes had fallen shut. "He looks…give me a sec Cho." she told him as she set the phone down. She noticed something with the consultant looked…off.

It was only a moment longer when Patrick's limbs starting moving uncontrollably, flailing limbs.

She grabbed the phone quickly "Cho! He's seizing, hurry up NOW!"

She threw the phone down and struggled to get the small piece of rubber into his mouth to prevent him from swallowing his tongue.

"Hold on Patrick, you've made it this far. Please…don't leave me now."

The seizure lasted what seemed like forever but in reality was only minutes. The convulsions opened the freshly cleaned wounds on his back and she quickly turned him on to his stomach. "God Jane." She cried at seeing the carnage that was his back.

She hurried to unlock the front door as she heard brakes squeal into the parking lot and bright headlights illuminated the room.

"Screw our cover Cho he needs a hospital now.'

Grace, Wayne, Cho, and who Lisbon assumed to be the doctor all rushed in to the room. The doctor took one look at Jane's back and frowned "Patrick Jane?" The man asked.

Cho looked alarmed; no one had told the doctor Patrick's name due to the fragility of the case.

"You know him?" Rigsby asked

"He's…he was…my brother-in-law." The doctor said, "his wife was my sister."

"Do we need to get another doctor in here?" Lisbon asked before turning to the man angrily " he doesn't have time to waste."

"No." the man stammered before turning to Patrick. "How long did the seizure last?" he asked Lisbon.

"Just over 2 minutes." She fired back.

He knelt down beside Jane and opened his bag, removing the sphygmomanometer and thermometer he took Jane's blood pressure and temperature.

He looked around the room "This place is a breeding ground for disease we have to get him out of here, his blood pressure is dangerously low and he's got a high fever, not to mention the blood loss."

"You." He pointed to Cho and Rigsby "Support him under the stomach and legs, this young lady and I can handle the shoulders. Try to keep him as balanced as possible we don't need to be tearing at the wounds."

"Grace." He called her over "Grab the white sheet from my bag and lay it out in the back of the SUV and then bring my bag into the back and make sure the last row of seats is folded down for extra room." She nodded and sped off to do as asked.

"Easy now." He motioned as they lifted Patrick up. They carried him as carefully as possible to the waiting SUV where he was laid on his stomach in the back.

Lisbon handed Rigsby her keys, he and Grace would be following their SUV with Lisbon's. Cho hopped into the driver's seat and Lisbon into the passenger seat as the doctor climbed into the back with Jane.

"Ms. Lisbon" the doctor called, she immediately turned her focus to the back of the SUV.

" I may need a hand back here."

She nodded her head and quickly crawled between the seats to join the doctor.

"Where to boss?" asked Cho "Can we risk a hospital?"

Lisbon was torn. In her heart she knew they wouldn't be safe in a hospital but she didn't know what other choice they had. She looked to the doctor, hoping he could tell her.

"His injuries are quite severe" he began "but at this point I don't believe it's anything I can't handle. We can take him to my home, I have all necessary supplies and anything else I'm sure can be retrieved by one of your agents."

Jane groaned in pain as the SUV stopped abruptly at a light and he was pushed forward.

"Easy Cho!" Lisbon snapped "Get us there in one piece!"

Lisbon thought for a moment "That sounds good then, Cho let Rigsby and VanPelt know where we're headed."

He looked back and their eyes locked for a moment in the rearview mirror, he looked just as worried as she felt. "Affirmative boss."

"What's he had to drink in the last 24 hours?" The doctor asked Lisbon.

"Some type of whiskey." Lisbon told him "He drank it to numb some of the pain while I was removing the glass."

"I'm going to need you to help me shift him to the side. I don't want to give him anything to further suppress his respirations while he's on his stomach but I'm going to have to use chloroform to get him out all the way so he won't feel this." He told her.

She nodded " I never got your name." Lisbon mentioned while helping him turn Jane to the side cautiously. "Jake Owens." He told her.

As they shifted him to the side, his eyes slid open and he screamed in pain as the wounds on his back pulled taut.

"Theresa…why?" he whimpered, unable to realize that she was trying to help him.

She fought back her own tears as she hurried to reassure him "Shhh Patrick it's okay the doctor is taking a look at your back."

"Doctor?" he questioned and Jake stuck his head around "Easy Jane" he said "You're pretty cut up"

"J-jake?" Jane said as he watched the man get the chloroform ready "S-sorry."

Lisbon shushed Jane and held his hand tightly as he fought through the waves of pain over each bend in the road and each bump the car struck.

His eyes widened as he noticed the sickly sweet smell of the chloroform approaching "No please Lisbon!" he cried "Please!"

Lisbon knew of his fear of being unconscious, he hated the unpredictability of others' actions while he was out.

"Jane I'm so sorry." She held his hand as he struggled against Jake his eyes sliding to her one final time before falling closed as his body went limp.

"Thank you Ms. Lisbon." Jake said as he wiped the sweat from his brow "I know that wasn't easy for you."

He had watched the way she interacted with Jane and the way Jane had responded to her every move.

She loved him—it was obvious.

Gently he instructed her to lay him back on his stomach with his head turned to the side.

He began undoing the bandaging from Jane's back as cautiously as possible. He whistled at the severity of the wounds.

Lisbon watched the doctor with fascination as he used the utmost caution to sanitize Jane's back and clean the fresh blood; all the while she was holding Jane's hand.

"You did a good job" she was interrupted from her reverie and he repeated himself "You did a good job getting the glass out and cleaning these up." She nodded silently, worried.

"We went to school together" Jake told her as he continued his ministrations "He met my baby sis when we were seniors." Lisbon listened intently "I blamed him for her death for a long time, but…my anger and hatred made me realize that her death was a result of anger. I got so tired of being angry, and I haven't talked to him since the funeral when I blamed him."

After he had cleaned the wounds and re-wrapped them he helped Lisbon coax Jane into a sitting position. Jake frowned as he tried to figure out what the best position would be for Jane.

Lisbon saw the turmoil on his face and pushed herself against the SUV window with her legs open and she instructed for Jake to gently put Jane's back against her. Jake smiled as he positioned Jane against Theresa.

Lisbon frowned when she noticed Jake's sudden look of unease. "What is it?" She asked worriedly.

"His color" he frowned "I'm not liking it at all." He removed the thermometer from his back and quickly swiped the scanner from the side of Jane's temple to the center of his forehead and back. They both looked alarmed when noticing the reading '104.2' "Shit" Jake swore.

He quickly dumped the remaining contents of his bag on the sheet. He unwound IV tubing and took a bag of saline from a side pouch "I have to get fluids into him." He explained "He's dehydrated and he's lost too much blood. Are any members of your team the same blood type?"

She quickly nodded "I am and I will." He smiled at her "I figured as much, we can arrange for the transfusion once we arrive." After the IV was established Jane began to move restlessly against Lisbon.

"Aah" he cried out, sweat beading his brow. "Lisbon!" he cried.

"Shhh Jane." She cooed wrapping her arms around his shoulders gently "I'm here Jane I'm here."

He relaxed at her touch but not before she noticed a slight tremble against her, a small tightening of muscle just barely noticeable.

" " Theresa called out and he turned immediately to her. "What is…" he trailed off as he noticed what she had "Pull over agent Cho!" He ordered "Now!"

Theresa struggled under his weight as the seizure took hold, the doctor removed his own belt and bent it in two before shoving the leather into Jane's mouth.

"Let him move but try to protect his head!" He called to Lisbon.

She let the tears freely fall down her face as she nodded.

The seizure ended just as quickly as it had begun and she sighed in relief. The relief was short lived as she noticed the sudden stillness beneath her. His chest wasn't expanding…he…

"He's not breathing!" Jake shouted as quickly as Lisbon had been ready to say it.

Evil Cliffhanger I know but I really need to know people are still following this story before I put a ton of effort into it. Reviews good and bad please let me know what you think! Please note however that this story is in NO way accurate and in no way does it follow show script/storyline.