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Your mind is a car, a car in the vastness of the universe, slowly going down the road which connects thought upon thought and you glance at your hands as they grasp the steering wheel, wondering if you are fit to master the curves of creativity, to weather the rocky roads of prose, to order a cool glass of beer at the roadhouse of inspiration no wait a second you can't order a beer you're driving you're test driving your mind car drunk what have you done WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS IS THE MIND POLICE SLOW DOWN AND PULL OVER IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE UNDER ARREST I SAID SLOW DOWN THIS IS--

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[ There's a weird, unknown device in his pocket. Similar to his own phone back home, but obviously planted by whomever took them. He's not sure if he trusts it just yet, so he takes it out and sets it down for now where he can see it. He looks around the room and then moves to the closet when he hears Jane. ]

You just opened it and your clothes were here?

[Jane looks at him and nods, swallowing a little.]

I recognize my clothes. My shoes. What the hell is this?

[And again, she has no idea why she's asking out loud because she knows he doesn't know. But she needs the clothes, so she reaches in for them tentatively. When nothing happens, she disappears into the bathroom for a moment to change, and when she comes back out, hands him his coat.]

This room is about as big as my first safe house was.

[ Kurt doesn't think she's actually expecting him to have answers. She's speculating out loud. He drapes his coat over a chair for now, shutting the closet doors, holding onto the handles and just studying it for a moment. When he opens the closet, there's a coffee mug there. Not just any coffee mug, though; it's one that his nephew made for him, with a sloppy handprint and 'Uncle' written there in shaky paint. He'd thought about it, just to test it.

And now it's here. He reaches for it tentatively, half expecting this to be a trap somehow, but nothing happens when he wraps his fingers around the mug. Turning back to look at Jane, he holds it out for her to see. ]

This just appeared.

...How is that possible?

[She goes to the closet next and closes it, then looks at him. She doesn't have much she could think to want, but a thought pops into her head before she can stop it, and she blinks quickly before opening the closet, reaching in and pulling out a small item. She holds it, closed in her palm before showing him what it is.]

I don't even know why I thought of this, I just...I...but it's here. Somehow.

[It's the wedding ring, from their undercover assignment to bring down Rich.com, and she chews on the inside of her cheek, looking back up at Kurt.]

[ Maybe his thinking is way off, but the coffee mug his nephew made for him really means something. It's special to him. So, naturally, he assumes this ring - even though it wasn't real - means something special to her, too. The kiss she'd initiated certainly made her feelings transparent and he's sure she knows now where he stands.

Reaching out, Kurt's hand wraps around hers. ]

It meant something to you.

[Jane's mouth goes a little dry as she looks up at him, not surprised by the contact, but unprepared to talk about all of this now.]

David...

[She starts, then stops, frowning a little, forehead knitting as she looks down again at their hands.]

I've just been...I've been thinking a lot about...him and what happened, and...it's my...

[She trails off; it's her fault, but none of this is what she really wants to say. She'd been meaning to talk about the ring and why it would show up, why it does mean something to her, but words are completely failing her.]

[They'd talked about David and he'd assured her it wasn't her fault, that her tattoos had helped so many people already. Her tattoos were saving lives. But they're everywhere, all over her skin, and she has no idea where they came from or why. One of them in some way contributed to David's death, so he gets that she can't just shrug it off that easily.

He'd carried around the guilt over her abduction for twenty-five years so yeah, he gets it. But he decides to try a different tactic for comforting her this time. She'd initiated that first kiss, she'd taken that chance without any hope of reciprocation. He can at least do the same. For her. When she needs it most right now. They're trapped somewhere far from home without any clue where they are or how to get back, and they need something to hold onto. Each other. So he leans in, kissing her softly as he closes his eyes. ]

[Jane is completely thrown off by this kiss, and at first she's too startled to do anything.

That only lasts a second.

He'd pulled away from her the one time she'd tried to kiss him, as far as she knows, but that distance between them hadn't stayed distance for long. She doesn't think it really could have, distance isn't meant for them. So the fact that he's kissing her, and it's something she wanted, spurs her into action. One hand moves to the back of his head as she closes her eyes, and this, right now, is like a tether. Something crazy is happening to them, but the key word is them. It's happening to them together, and as long as she can hold onto him, it's all going to be okay.]

[ This is what they needed, both of them. Just a moment to catch their breaths and collect their thoughts. It feels just as good as it did the first time, like everything just makes sense when it's them. He pulls back slowly, lips lingering as long as possible before he looks at her. ]

David wasn't your fault.

And this, right now, we'll figure it out.

[She has so many questions, and yet every one she thinks up, she can supply her own answer to. Patterson lost someone she loves. And maybe there's not love here, not yet, but she and Kurt have spent 25 years apart. Isn't that enough time to not worry about the consequences of what might happen? Haven't they earned this? So, she doesn't argue, doesn't speak, just nods for now, one hand over his heart.

Her starting point.

She has to kiss him again, she needs to forge it into her memory this time, soak it in for all that it is, and she does, letting her lips brush his as her finger hold onto his shirt at his waist like a lifeline.]

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