New story! This takes place in The Cache universe but is not a direct sequel. Consider it a lead in to the next one which will close up the vigilante story line. Now, I don't think you will have to have read The Cache to understand what's going on here. I've completed this story and I think what I'm going to do is post a chapter every couple of hours, and if I don't get them all posted today, then I'll post the rest tomorrow. You let me know if you like that idea or not.

Disclaimers: Don't own Rizzoli and Isles or any of the other characters, I'm just having fun.

"I'm starting to worry that he's quit taking his medicine, Dr. Mikos. He was fine before the trip but now he's acting very paranoid. Like he doesn't trust me."

"Mrs. Haywood, Sara, I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. I have a session with Sam on Monday."

"He was fine when we spoke on the phone, but once the plane landed, he's been very distant. He won't even stay in the same room with me for more than a few minutes. I could have sworn I heard him talking to himself about imposters."

"People with bi-polar and other disorders regularly go through bouts of paranoia and anti-social behaviour. Even with medication. The trip may have been a bit upsetting but it's a big step toward him getting under control again."

"It's different this time..."

"Sara, there is nothing to worry about. Sam and I will hash this out in our next session."

"If you say so Dr. Mikos. I'll trust your word on it."

R&I

Where was his wife? What had they done with her? He'd only been gone for a few days. A business trip to New York.

She had sounded fine on the phone, but when he got home...whe he got home his wife had been replaced. It was her face, but it wasn't her. He didn't know what to do. Obviously he couldn't trust anyone, they'd all become imposters themselves. Some had replaced his closest friends and family in a few days.

Maybe he could still trust Dr. Mikos but he didn't have time to wait for his appointment. Going early would only raise suspicion. He couldn't have that. He'd find out tonight what happened. When the imposter came home, he'd force her to answer.

Clutched tightly in Same Haywood's hand the knife gleamed.

R&I

Jane's pen tapped out a frantic rythmn against the desk as she looked at the clock again. Four days, five hours, and 15 minutes, no 16 now. Maura had been gone to a convention in Las Vegas all week and she was losing her mind. She hadn't made it one night sleeping alone in her apartment before she'd bundled up Jo Friday, admitted defeat and decided to stay at Maura's until she got home.

At least there she was surrounded by things that were so definitively Maura, she felt some comfort. Even if it was unhealthy, at least she could sleep. It was the first time they'd been apart for more than a night since their relationship changed.

So what if she was feeling lonely? She dared anyone, including herself, to say it out loud, but she would admit it in her head. It was safe there until Maura got home, when the woman would inevitably dig it out of her. It wasn't like there was much left in her apartment but furniture and random clothes anyway. Jane had realized that when she'd opened the fridge that first night and found a five year old jar of marmite and nothing else.

Wait a minute, when the hell had most of her possessions ended up at the doctor's house? the pen momentarily stopped its tapping as the thought entered her mind. The answer was quick. Since you started just leaving them there, along with Jo most of the time.

The dog was at Maura's now, keeping Bass company. Her pen resumed the rythmic tap as the implications hit. Was she in the process of moving in? Did Maura mind? Surely she would have said something if she did. Or had she not noticed either? No, knowing Maura she had already calculated closet space. But what if she just wasn't saying anything because she didn't want to upset her?

Jane was the first to admit she'd been short tempered since the task force for the vigilante had been created, but she didn't want to take that out on Maura. "Jane." Frost's voice didn't register as the thoughts tumbled.

"Jane!" Her eyes snapped up and the pen stopped again.

"What!?"

"Go to the airport. Have a drink and wait for Maura. You're driving me crazy and you're going to break that pen."

She stared at him for a moment, before letting the pen drop against the desk. "Is it that obvious?"

"You look like you're about to blast off. Just go. You took the afternoon anyway and this place is dead today."

Korsak nodded from his seat but wisely kept his mouth shut. Grabbing up her jacket an dkeys she almost ran for the door. "I owe you both."

Almost in unison they answered. "We know."

R&I

Logan was a mess by the time she made her way to baggage claim. She'd made it with barely 10 minutes to spare, and stared at the arrival board thankful that all the flights were marked as "On Time."

Letting her thoughts wander briefly, she tried not to revisit her earlier insecurities. Instead she focused on dinner and welcoming Maura home. Her mother had offered a fewat, but Jane had refused, wanting the doctor to herself. God knew everyone else would make sure the woman knew that Jane had been a wreck all week. Well Jane Rizzoli was fully capable of letting her girlfriend know that herself.

Which wasn't exactly comforting but she just didn't care as the board ticked over to "Arrived" for Maura's flight. She knew she had to look like Jo dancing in place as she watched the gates. An eternity seemed to pass before she caught sight of blonde hair among the crowd. The smile that lit the doctor's face as she broke through the people eased all of Jane's inner fears.

Almost before she realized it she had her arms around Maura, pulling her tight and burying her face in her hair. She could feel's the blonde's arms wrap around her wait in a crushing grip. "I don't like it when you're gone that long."

Maura was laughing, and pulled back to look up a Jane and plant a kiss on her lips. "It was bad for you too, huh?"

Jane rolled her eyes a bit, squeezed the blonde and replied. "Frost and Korsak wanted to give me a straight jacket."

They stood for a moment not realizing they were swaying, or that they were getting mean looks from the people trying to get around them. "Come on. Let's get my luggage. I just want to go home."

The brunette was willingly tugged toward the baggage claim. Quickly recognizing one of Maura's bags she pulled it off the belt and turned, "Ma wanted to have a party for you."

Maura's eyes widened and Jane smiled. "Relax. I tolder her you were mine tonight. That is if you're up for company."

The look that crossed the doctor's face caused Jane's heart rate to speed up. In a very good way. "I've thought of nothing but "company" for the last five hours."

Fastest baggage claim ever.