Jane stood in her black pantsuit and a red shirt in the kitchen and sipped her coffee with a slight frown while she stared at her wife. She was ready to face the new day but wasn't sure if Maura was.

The blonde was wearing, for her circumstances, a conventional jeans and an unusually loose black shirt, topped with a ponytail and relative flat high heels.

Not that Maura's today's outfit wouldn't look well at her. But it let assume a relaxed day.

Maura felt Jane's eyes on her and looked up from her crossword puzzle. "What is it, Jane?"

Jane's frown deepened. "Haven't I noticed that you have the day off and you plan to go on a shopping spree?"

Maura tilted her head to the side. "No."

Jane sighed relieved. "Oh, thank God."

Maura rolled her eyes. "No, I have not off today."

The frown crawled back on Jane's forehead and looked at her watch. "Well, then you should go and change your clothes before we're running late."

Maura looked puzzled at her. "What's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing now?"

"Absolutely nothing.", Jane replied and shrugged. "You just look like Maura Isles."

Now Maura frowned too. "Well, I am Maura Isles."

Jane sipped her coffee and nodded. "Yeah, I know. I mean ... you look like Maura Isles ... Not like Dr. Maura Isles."

"You don't like it?", Maura wanted to know.

"Oh, I love it.", Jane replied. "I just don't like how the guys will react to it."

Maura stood up from her chair and walked toward the Italian. "You like me more without a doctorate?"

Jane followed with her eyes the sway of her wife's hips and licked her lips. "I think both version are incredibly sexy."

"But you do think just Maura is sexier.", Maura stated.

Jane's eyes snapped up to the blonde's. "Maura ...", she growled as Maura stood in front of her.

Maura smiled and kissee her long and gently.

Something rare connected both women. They immediately knew what the other was thinking, what they needed. When they kissed there were virtually no misunderstanding, no fights of dominance. In this condition of life they were one. As if they could read each other's mind. As if they were a single unit, a thought, a brain.

Jane broke away and leaned her forehead against Maura's. "God, I love you."

Maura smiled and gave Jane a peck. "I love you too, Jane."

Jane took a deep breath and frowned a bit. "Are you feeling okay?"

Maura smiled and nodded. "Yes, I am okay."

Jane opened her mouth to say something as her phone started to vibrate. She growled annoyed. "Can't there be just one day without murder and manslaughter?", she grumbled as Maura's phone began to ring.

Maura took her phone from the kitchen island and sighed agreeing.

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Both women arrived at a neat detached house and Jane frowned when she saw two family cars in the driveway.

Maura saw her wife's facial expression and frowned too. "Jane, what's wrong?"

Jane looked at the blonde and shook her head while she put her gloves on. "Nothing."

Maura's frown deepened but she decided to say nothing.

They entered the house and got welcomed by the sight of busy patrol officers and CSRU's.

Korsak walked with a patrol officer to them and raised his eyebrows when he saw the casual outfit of the blonde. "Uh ... Jefferson, bring the Doc to the body."

The young man nodded and pointer over his shoulder. "Dr. Isles, please follow me to the kitchen."

Maura nodded and smiled at her wife before she followed him.

Jane smiled back and took a deep breath. "What do we have, Vince?"

Korsak frowned and looked at her. "This is the house of Oscar and Emma Wilmore. A neighbor heard gun shots and called immediately the emergency center. A patrol car was sent here and the officers found the house unlocked.", he said and walked with the brunette to the kitchen door. "They went in and secured the house. And found him."

Jane stood there and nodded to a man on the floor who was in her ageand over whom Maura leaned. "I suspect this is Oscar Wilmore."

Korsak nodded. "Yes."

"Where is his wife?"

"We don't know yet. Frost is trying to track Emma Wilmore down."

Jane furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him. "Who is questioning the neighbor?"

"Frankie is questioning the neighbor.", Korsak replied and sighed heavily.

Jane scrutinized him. "Vince?"

Korsak started to walk again and the Italian followed him. "That's not all, Jane.", he said, and walked up the stairs to the upper floor. "The house was searched from the colleagues and they have found that."

They entered a room and Jane froze.

She instantly felt the need to throw up.

They stood at the entrance of a children's room of a kid that maybe was six or seven years old. On the floor was a large puddle of blood.

"Next door is the room of another child.", Korsak almost whispered.

Jane nodded slowly and gritted her teeth. "Where are the kids?"

Korsak took a deep breath. "We don't know that either. We assume that they are with their mother."

"Okay, let's stick to this theory.", Jane said as she wiped her nose with the sleeve of her jacket. "The lab have to analyze who's blood that is. Let the CSRU do their job up here.", she said and walked back to the stairs. But then she stopped abruptly and looked at the older man. "Korsak, I won't ... I won't mention it to Maura. At least not yet."

Korsak nodded agreeing. He knew that the couple had decided to finally start a family and that the procedure was in full swing. "Sure."

Jane smiled a little and they walked back into the kitchen. She looked around and crouched down in the near of the corpse. She pointed at a broker beer bottle. "He drank a beer, he was attacked by surprise. Are there evidence of forced entry?"

Korsak shook his head. "No."

Jane drew her eyebrows together. "So he probably knew the attacker. Oscar let unknowingly his kikker into the house, get a beer from the fridge and got shot."

Korsak nodded agreeing.

Maura looked at her wife and frowned. "Jane, are you all right? You look pale."

Jane looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, I probably get a cold."

Maura's frown deepened. "A cold?"

"Yes, a cold.", Jane replied harshly. "Can we now focus on the victim, Dr. Isles?"

Maura took a deep breath and focused back on the body. "I found three gunshot wounds. One in the femur, one in the shoulder and one in the back close to the spine."

"Probably the fatal shot.", Jane said and saw the glare of the blonde. "I know. Don't say it. You can't confirm that until you performed the autopsy.", she looked at Korsak. "We really need to find the wife."

Korsak took his phone from its holder. "I'm calling Frost and tell him that it is the top priority."

Maura looked questioningly at the Italian. "Is really everything all right?"

Jane looked back at her and forced herself to smile a little. "Yeah, everything's fine."

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Frankie stick the picture of a living Oscar Wilmore on the glass board and looked at Korsak and Jane. "The neighbor, Craig Stewart, has said that Oscar and Emma Wilmore were very nice neighbors. Just like the kids Justin and Anna. Mr. Stewart has described them as well behaved. The only negative thing Oscar Wilmore has had was that he hadn't brought a few borrowed tools right back to their owner. But Stewart thinks that it was because he was a pilot."

"For which airline has Oscar worked?", Jane wanted to know.

"For a small private company.", Frankie replied. "Chesterfield Airline."

"I've never heard of them.", Korsak said.

"It's not surprising.", Frankie said with a frown. "I've checked the company. They only take small air freight and bring private persons from point A to point B."

Jane furrowed her eyebrows. "Did he have had problems at work? With clients or colleagues?"

Frankie shook his head. "No."

Jane groaned and buried her face in her hands. "As long as we don't know whether Justin and Anna are with their mother, we should handle their disappearance as a kidnapping.", she took a deep breath and looked at her brother. "Check if there is a pedophile registered in the Neighborhood of the Wilmore's."

Frankie's eyebrows shot up. "Seriously?"

Jane glared at him. "Do I look like I am joking?"

Frankie threw his arms up and started walking. "Jesus."

Korsak looked long at his former partner. "The disappearance of the kids makes you feel low, huh?"

Jane furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't?"

Korsak sighed heavily. "Each case that involves children is a difficult case."

Jane frowned slightly. "I know. It's just ...", she stopped herself before she could finish the sentence. "Let's just hope that the kids are safe and sound with Emma Wilmore."

Jane drew his eyebrows together. "Jane, is everything okay?"

Jane looked at him and nodded. "Yeah ...", she stopped as she received an message on her phone. She read it and drew her eyebrows together. "It's Maura. She finished the autopsy."

"Go.", Korsak said. "I hold the front."

Jane got up from her chair and nodded. "Thanks."

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Maura stood in the autopsy room and made last notes when Jane entered the room.

"Hey.", the Italian greeted her.

Maura looked up from the clipboard and smiled. "Hi."

Jane looked at the dead man. "You've finished the autopsy?"

Maura handed her wife an evidence envelope and nodded. "Yes. This is one of the bullets I have collected."

Jane opened the envelope and looked into it. She took a glove out of the box and put it on before she let the bullet drop into her palm. "It's a small caliber."

Maura nodded slowly. "Caliber 22 to be exact."

Jane stared at the evidence. "A woman gun."

"I would put a caliber 22 rather in the category sporting gun.", Maura replied.

Jane rolled her eyes but smiled. "Yeah, thank you, Dr. Know-all. So, Oscar Wilmore was shot with a caliber 22."

Maura nodded slowly. "Yes. Bullet one and two, as suspected, had comminuted femur and shoulder."

Jane furrowed her eyebrows. "Was that the cause of death?"

Maura shook her head and the Italian did the same. "No."

"Maura!", Jane said whiney and stomped her foot to the floor. "Why am I here?"

"I just informed you that I'm done with the autopsy.", Maura replied.

"Which means that you know the cause of death or at least that you found something helpful.", Jane said humorless.

With that any teasing was gone out of the room and Maura licked her lips. "I actually do know the cause of death."

Jane closed her eyes and exhaled loudly. "Please ... let me in on your secret."

Maura drew her eyebrows together. "You are much more grumpy as usual."

Jane suppressed an impatient whimper. "I ... Just tell me the cause of death ... please."

Maura turned completely serious. "Of course. The third bullet was the cause of death. It pierced the skin, grazed the spine and penetrated the left lung."

"Bled out or suffocated?", Jane wanted to know.

"Suffocated.", Maura answered. "The left lung has collapsed and there was no first aid. It took a while until he died."

Jane frowned. "Are the blood samples already analyzed?"

"Thereon the lab is working.", Maura said and looked confused at her wife. "We have carpet fibers with blood."

Jane gritted her teeth. "This is what the lab shall focus on."

"Why?", Maura wanted to know.

Jane looked long at the blonde and sighed. "Oscar and his wife have two little kids. Justin and Anna. The carpet fibers are out of one of the children's room. There was a large amount of blood on the carpet."

Maura got white as a ghost. "Oh my ... But we did not ... we did not ... we did not found children."

Jane briefly closed her eyes. "I know. We think that the kids are with Emma."

"You said the blood is from one of the nurseries."

Jane hesitated for a moment. "Yes."

"And you want to know if this blood is of Oscar or the children.", Maura stated.

Jane swallowed hard. "Yes."

Maura took a deep breath and put a hand on her belly. "I will speed up the analysis."

Jane wanted to ho to her wife and cursed the electronic device for vibrating in that moment. She,took her phone from its holder and read the message. "God damnit, they've found Emma Wilmore. She's coming in right now."

Maura nodded slowly. "Go."

Jane furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

Maura smiled a little and nodded. "Yes."

Jane walked to the blonde and leaned her head to the blonde's . She whispered something in Maura's ear and put her left hand on Maura's stomach.

Maura couldn't suppress the smile and closed her eyes.

Jane smiled too and kissed the blonde. "I love you, Maura."

Maura's smile grew bigger. "I love you too. Now go."

Jane took a deep breath and nodded as she started to walk.

Maura still smiled and looked down at herself.

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Jane walked on the third floor out of the elevator and got welcomed by her brother.

"Emma Wilmore is with relatives here.", Frankie said as he walked beside her. "She's waiting in the conference room. Frost and Korsak talk to her parents."

Jane made a face. "So I have to deal with you?"

"Very nice.", Frankie grumbled.

Jane smiled proudly but sobered immediately. "Who takes care of the children?"

Frankie stopped at the door to the conference room and pressed his lips together. "The children weren't with her."

"Damn.", Jane said and entered with Frankie the conference room. She smiled slightly as a blonde, young woman looked at them. "Mrs. Wilmore, I am Detective Jane Rizzoli and this is Detective Frank Rizzoli. We are investigating the case of your husband. We would like to ask you a few questions."

Emma Wilmore closed her eyes briefly and nodded. "Okay."

Jane nodded too and sat down at the opposite side from the blonde. "When was the last time you've seen Oscar?"

Emma twisted and entwined the paper handkerchief in her hand. "This ... this morning."

"Has Oscar behaved out of character?", Jane asked softly.

Emma pressed her lips together and shook her head.

Jane raised her eyebrows. "Do you or your husband have any enemies? People who want to hurt you?"

Emma began to cry and shook her head again. "No."

Frankie looked up from his notepad. "Has Oscar met with questionable people?"

Jane drew her eyebrows together and looked slowly at him.

Frankie held her gaze and shrugged slightly.

"No.", Emma sobbed.

Jane sighed, took the water carafe and poured Emma a glass of water.

"Thank you.", Emma whispered and took a sip from the liquid.

Jane nodded and licked her lips. "Oscar was a pilot, he certainly was seldom at home."

Emma wiped the tears away and exhaled shakily. "It got better. Oscar could contrive that he had to take over international flight just once in a month. So he could be there for our children."

"To where did he go when he had to go aboard?", Jane wanted to know.

Emma closed her eyes and drew her eyebrows together. "Everywhere, but mainly Latin America. Why are you asking this?"

Jane pulled the corners of her mouth downward. "It's just routine."

Frankie looked up again. "Did he talked much about his work when he came back to Boston?"

Emma inhaled sharply and shook her head. "Barely. We had this rule that we don't talk about work at home. Oscar and I have sticked to that rigorous."

Jane raises her eyebrows. "You have children?"

"Yes. A boy and a girl.", Emma answered. "Justin and Anna."

Jane smiled but sobered immediately. "Are Justin and Anna with friends or with other relatives?"

Emma got paler than she was already. "No. They were with Oscar at home when I met with my parents for lunch. Why ... why do you ask something like that? Weren't they at home? Where ... where are my children? Why aren't they here? Where the hell are my babies?"

Internally Jane was already on high alert, outwardly she carried it off well. "Mrs. Wilmore ... Emma, please calm down."

"How the hell am I supposed to calm down?", Emma literally yelled. "My babies are gone."

Jane swallowed hard and put an reassuring hand on Emma's arm. "Please calm down. We will find Anna and Justin safe and sound. We will do everything we can. I promise."

Emma began to cry bitterly.

Jane looked at Frankie and took a deep breath. "Okay, I think we can finish this for today. If we have more questions than we will call you."

Frankie nodded, closed his notepad and stood up from his chair. "I'll bring you to your parents."

Emma stood up too and followed him out of the room.

Jane sat a little longer at the large wooden table and closes her eyes.

This was the worst case scenario.

She hated these kind of cases which involved children.

The Italian sighed and got up. She had no time to ponder.

Out in this cruel world where two little kids who probably were scared to the bone and wanted nothing but being at home with their mother.

And she would make sure that they would go home safe and alive.