I do not own Blindspot. I'm just a Jeller distraught. I was so upset that she lied I couldn't even enjoy the hot date question. I hope that she tells him, but after the way the season has gone so far, I am losing my hope that more angst isn't all we'll get.

"You killed Emma Shaw…" Jane could still hear the words that doomed both her and Roman forever.

Kurt had protected Roman. Given her a second chance and they were responsible for systematically destroying his life.

She told Roman that she wanted to be the one to tell Weller, but the truth is she couldn't do it. This would devastate him. Knowing that Emma was murdered, just like Taylor. This could ruin him…Kurt took responsibility for everyone around him. Finding out just how much Sheppard had manipulated his life had made him doubt himself. Doubt everything. Now, to find out this, to know that she was a part of it, even if she couldn't remember… there was no redemption for her, no redemption for Roman. They didn't get a second chance because they didn't deserve one.

Telling him wouldn't get them any closer to Sheppard. It would only hurt him. She couldn't allow him to keep watching out for them, though, it would be like his father all over again. He'd accepted him back into his life and let him be around Sawyer, because she had lied. She couldn't let that happen again. She couldn't let him harbor the two of them knowing what they'd done, knowing what they were.

Jane walked through the NYO without seeing anyone. She headed for Roman's cell with dead eyes and determined feet. She didn't see the curious looks she received or the concerned her appearance garnished. She didn't notice, but even if she had she wouldn't have cared.

Arriving in front of the glass door she looked at Roman as he looked back at her.

"Did you tell him?" Roman asked noticing her pallor.

"No," Jane denied, "I can't tell him."

"We can't pretend it didn't happen." Roman insisted harshly.

"No," Jane agreed, "We can't."

"Do you want me to tell him?" Roman asked her.

"He can't ever know," Jane insisted.

"What?" Roman looked at her in shock.

"This would destroy him…losing her in an accident was bad enough, this…" She trailed off.

"So what?" Roman looked at her in confusion.

"We need to end this," Jane told him.

"How?" Roman knew Jane, but this wasn't her.

"We are leaving here," Jane told him opening the door to his cell, "And we are going to find Sheppard. We will stop her."

"Sandstorm has an army," Roman reminded her stepping out to stand in front of her, "We will die."

"Yes," Jane agreed, "But not before we get her."

"You think he will take this better?" Roman asked her seriously.

"At least this betrayal will be to save him, not destroy him." Jane said with determination.

"He will hate you, hate us," Roman insisted.

"He should hate us," Jane agreed.

"I did this, you didn't," Roman reminded her.

"I might not have known, but it was because Sheppard was sending me to the FBI. It's my fault as much as yours."

"You love him," Roman accused.

"Yes," Jane agreed,

"Jane," Roman put his hand on her shoulder.

"Remi," Jane corrected him.

"What?" Roman looked at her in surprise.

"I'm Remi," Jane told him, "I can't wish her away. I am Remi and I'll die Remi, but not before I make Sheppard pay for what she's done."

"Remi," Roman looked down at her and realized that's why Jane looked so different. The compassion and empathy that Jane couldn't help feeling was gone. It was Remi Roman realized with a start.

"Do you remember?" Roman demanded.

"Enough to know that dying is the kindest thing I can do." Jane admitted.

"You're Jane," Roman insisted shaking her.

"I zipped you," Jane told him without expression.

Roman let go and stepped away, "What?"

"I zipped you," Remi told him again.

"You zipped me?" Roman demanded in shock.

"You were a horrible person, I was a horrible person, and I wanted to give you a second chance. I wanted to save you," Remi explained, "but you can't save people like us. We were made to die."

"I should kill you now," Roman yelled at her.

"You won't make it out of here alive," Remi told him, "but you can try."

Roman had flashes of memory. Jane tied to a chair, being unable to kill her, Sheppard shooting him, Jane zipping him…

"Are you going to try to kill me or not?" Remi asked Roman.

He looked down at her and though about all he'd been through since she'd zipped him, all that he'd learned. He had changed he realized in surprise. She had given him a second chance and now she was taking it away, from both of them.

"I imagine Sheppard will probably do that for me," He finally relented.

"Are you in or out?" Remi demanded.

"Well, I'm not going to let you die alone and she did shoot me." Roman agreed.

Passing him the extra gun she had tucked into her waist she waited to see what he'd do.

When he lifted up his shirt and tucked it out of sight she let some of her tension ease.

"I don't care if the entire NYO tries to kill us as we leave…nobody here dies." Remi warned him.

"Whatever you say…Jane," He taunted following her to the door.