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In this fic, Hoyt is not dead. He is still in prison.

"Jane, you can't wear that shirt again. You've worn it three times this week!"

Jane was used to hearing this from her best friend Maura once or twice a week. She was so used to it by now that it didn't upset her anymore, in fact she found it quite adorable. The honey blonde's obsession with what she wore had started the day that they met, but it had gotten worse when the detective's apartment burnt down 2 weeks ago. Jane had been living with Maura since the incident, and everything was going fine, as if nothing had happened...other than Maura's many attempts to buy her clothing and furniture. The blonde had even offered to buy her a small house, to which Jane declined happily.

"Maura, how many times have I told you! This is my favourite shirt." Jane whined. She knew it would send Maura off on a rant, but if she were being honest with herself, the fact that one simple comment could set the blonde of off was one of her favourite things about her.

Jane had been feeling...differently, about Maura for sometime now, and even if she was telling Jane that she looked 'Homeless', the detective couldn't help but smile. She didn't know what these feelings were quite yet, but she knew (well, thought) that they were reciprocated.

"Jane. Just let me buy you some new clothing. I know this has been a difficult time for you, but if you go into work like that Korsak isn't going to be happy. Plus...you smell." Maura wrinkled her nose and by her tone Jane could tell she was joking.

Maura broke her 'poker face' after 30 seconds and started laughing, and Jane couldn't help but join in. She found it adorable that her friend had adopted a sense of humour from her. When they had first met, Maura was very serious. She didn't understand how to joke around, and she seemed afraid of social situations. That's one of the reasons Jane had befriended her in the first place. They were also the only two females in the department when Jane had started in homicide, which had helped them bond.

"Maura I just had a shower so unless your body wash smells, I don't, and no you cannot buy me new clothes. My wardrobe is perfectly fine. You can however buy me coffee?" Jane put on her puppy eyes and flashed her infamous smile at the detective.

"Fine. You ready to go?"

"Why yes, m'lady! Off haste we go!" Jane smirked and grabbed her keys.

Maura smiled, she really did like Jane, and she was starting to think that she liked her more than she should. She sighed and shook that thought from her head as she followed the brunette out to her car. As they were leaving Maura's house, the blonde could feel the joy in herself drain. Her home was the only place that she could forget about what had sent her to Boston in the first place. It was the place she could be herself and genuinely be with Jane.

As they sat down in the car, Jane sensed that something was wrong with her friend. She put her hand on Maura's thigh and it felt like electricity was shooting up her arm. It sent a chill up her body but she ignored it. The important thing was figuring out why Maura had gone from giggling with her to whatever this was in seconds.

"Maura what's wrong?" She looked into the blonde's eyes.

Maura shut her eyes and took a deep breath in. She couldn't tell Jane the truth. She had worked for years to get to this moment, it was the whole reason that she was in Boston. But in that moment, she wasn't so sure that it was something she even wanted to do. She opened her eyes and her hazel eyes locked with the detectives chocolate brown eyes. She could tell her everything, the reason she was here, the reason that she agreed to it, and the fact that she was sorry. She could hope that the detective forgave her, but she knew that wasn't possible. She shouldn't have gotten attached to Jane, because it was just a matter of time that she had to complete the task she was sent here to do. She took another shakey breath in, and placed her hand over Jane's.

"Jane you know that if anything was wrong that I would tell you. Nothing's wrong right now, everything in this moment, is perfect." She motioned to her home, and then to her friend, and tried to smile but it wasn't too convincing.

Jane watched the Blonde. The detective knew that if Maura was lying that she would break out in hives, but the brunette saw nothing appear on her skin. Jane smiled and leaned over to kiss the blonde on the cheek. Friends did that right? Well, they did...more often than not. Maura smiled as Jane pulled away. Of course she wasn't lying, right now everything was perfect. In about 4 hours though...that was a different story. She didn't want to think of it, so instead she pulled her seatbelt on and looked out the window to avoid Jane's eyes on their drive to BPD.

Jane sighed as she looked to her friend. The past two weeks had been weird. Maura seemed more and more upset whenever they left her home. Maura was starting to become distant and Jane wondered if it was that Maura sensed that Jane had feelings for her. She sighed again and pulled the car into drive. She didn't want to think about that right now. She didn't even know her own feelings for the medical examiner, so how would she know?

The car ride was silent to BPD, and there was an awkward tension in the air. It had been like this for two weeks, but it seemed to get worse and worse everyday. Today though, it was at an all time high. They parked in the employee parking area and practically jumped out of the car. Jane tried to smile as Maura grabbed her bag out of the backseat. At least now they could focus on their work, and not on how awkward everything between them was. When Maura had grabbed her things, they walked into BPD in silence. Jane started to walk towards the elevators but her arm was grabbed by the blonde's.

"I promised coffee." Maura said. She didn't seem happy, but Jane decided that it was better than the silent treatment.

"Oh yes...yes you did." Jane flashed her smile and walked with the blonde to the coffee stand.

Maura didn't even so much as smile as they walked over. Now Jane knew something was very very wrong. After they ordered their coffees Jane pulled Maura over to the elevator. Making sure they were the only ones on board, Jane pulled the emergency stop alarm and the elevator came to a halt.

"Jane what the hell!"

"I could ask you the same thing! Maura, something is seriously wrong with you! Why are you so upset today? I understand that you have stuff going on, but why do I deserve this!"

"I don't want to talk about it ok?" Maura screamed at her friend.

Jane was shocked. Maura never acted like this.

"Maura, is this because...because I have feelings for you?!" The words escaped her lips before she could even think about what she was saying. But it was too late now.

"What?" Maura spat out. She did not need this right now. She didn't need this ever. In 3 hours and 37 minutes she would never see Jane again. No one would. She could not emotionally handle this.

"Maur...I'm...forget about it. Sorry." Jane turned off the emergency brake and got off on the next floor, leaving Maura to herself.

Maura was still shocked at what Jane had said. When the heavy elevator doors opened she exited quickly and walked in to her office. Making sure no one was watching, she grabbed a grey file out of a locked drawer in her desk. Maura exhaled and pushed the drawer shut. She closed her eyes for a moment. 3 hours and 33 minutes. The blonde exited her office and walked down the hallway away from all the labs, until she came to the very last door. She reached into the file and grabbed a shiny key card that unlocked the door to a mysterious room. She took a deep breath in as she pushed the heavy door open and forced it shut quickly, making sure no one saw her. When she was inside the dark room, she visibly relaxed and set to work.

She placed the grey file onto the large steel desk in the room and shook her hands before she turned on the lights. When they came on she smiled at all the work she had accomplished in the last 4 years on this assignment. This is why she was here, she reminded herself, power. Surrounding her were pictures of Jane, some taken by herself, and some taken by her many accomplices. Each photo meant something important about Jane. Her mannerisms, the way she reacted to things, and her daily routines. Of course Maura had lucked out when Jane had actually befriended her, but it was all apart of Hoyt's grand scheme. He knew she would trust Maura, and he was right. She suddenly felt sick. Jane had just confessed her feelings for her, and Maura was going to repay her by...she didn't want to think about it.

"Jane doe" she whispered to herself, "That's what she is to you...Jane doe. Not Jane Rizzoli. You don't know her, you don't love her. You love power, you love respect. That's why you're here. You're here for Hoyt." She smiled when she was done. She had repeated this to herself many times, it had always comforted her to think of Hoyt.

He was her teacher, in more than one way. He had taught her in med school, but he had also taught her how to finally receive the respect that she earned. He had such a way with a scalpel that Maura would do anything to be able to learn, but he also had a way of manipulating people. It was erie, and yet at the same time intriguing. Whenever he taught a lab class or a lecture, Maura couldn't keep her eyes off of him. He wasn't only a medical professor to her though. He had taught her how to obtain power. In order to have power you had to instil fear in others is what he had said. One day, when he finally respected that Maura was serious about learning his ways, he had brought up his case, with Jane Rizzoli. He had gained a lot of respect and power by going after a homicide detective, and Maura craved that respect and power more than anything. He had planned every meeting that Jane and him had ever had, manipulating her to want to speak to him behind bars just so he could obtain more power over her. Maura needed this. The way she was treated as a child and growing up made her crave attention. She wanted to be seen, and in 3 hours and 24 minutes she would be.

Maura felt the adrenaline pump through her veins as she thought about it. She smiled to herself, but it was not her regular happy smile. It was pure evil. Hoyt had turned her into this monster, but she loved it. He had trusted her to finish the task he started when he went to jail, and she would. Tonight, when everything was finally done, she would visit him and tell him all about it...and she would kill him too. She needed ultimate power, she needed to be number 1.

Maura grinned as she sat down at her desk. She needed to finalize everything that would happen tonight, every move she would make, and more importantly, every move Jane would make. This was going to be a long 3 hours.

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