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Set after the penultimate episode to season 2.

Thanks to Joanna who co-wrote this with me! I'm glad I have someone to fan-girl with :D

"God, I'm stuffed" Jane exclaimed as her fork dropped to the table.

"Me too" replied Maura, who had the ultimate look of satisfaction on her face.

*Buzz, buzz* went Jane's phone. She looked at it and gave a slight groan. It was a text from Korsac. She ignored it. As much as she loved her old partner, she was enjoying her time with Maura too much to get into any more family drama with him.

"Who was that?" Maura asked, with a quizzical look on her face.

"Just Korsac, I'm guessing he wants more advice on Melody." She rolled her eyes.

Maura sighed. "I wonder how Josh is doing, it must have been awful for Vince to see him like that."

"Oh, I know" said Jane. "If Korsac had anything to do with raising that kid, there's no way in hell he could have done something like that. That scumbag Gavin better get a decent stint in jail."

Again her phone buzzed. However this time it was a text from Frankie that said only two words. "Outside. Now."

Her brow furrowed.

"Are you ok?" Maura asked.

"Yeah yeah, it's just Frankie. I'll be back in a minute, ok?"

"Sure Jane, I'll get us some drinks."

Jane smiled and exited the dirty robber. She looked around for Frankie and seen him leaning on his patrol car.

"What?" Jane said half angry, half worried.

"Here, I confiscated these off an informant of mine. I thought you might want to look at them."

Jane rolled her eyes and took the envelope. Scanning the contents, her face went from annoyance, to fear, then to complete panic.

Frankie had handed her pictures of Maura. Not just any pictures. Pictures that had been taken from a distance, exactly like surveillance photos. She flicked frantically through the rest, finding pictures of her at work, in the parking lot, at her house, at Jane's house.

She panicked. She shoved the photos back into the envelope and made Frankie promise not to tell Maura about these. He reluctantly agreed, assuming that his sister had a plan. She always did.

Jane threw the photos in her car and bolted back into the bar.

"Everything okay Jane?" Maura wondered.

"Yeah. He said he got a call from Pop, just filling me in. You get me a beer?" Jane smiled at Maura as she tried to change the subject quickly.

She absent-mindedly listened to Maura witter on about how strong alcohol can be used to extract DNA from strawberries. She was fidgeting. She knew it, but she couldn't stop herself.

"Jane. JANE. Are you even listening?"

"Yes, frozen strawberries, pineapple juice, bromine, 63% gin. Snotty stuff is DNA. I'm sorry Maura I have to go"

And with that, Jane grabbed her jacket and left.

Maura just sat there. A look of confusion swarmed over her face.

"Oh well, um ok. Goodbye Jane."

She finished her drink and left.

On the drive home Maura wondered what was so urgent that Jane just took off like that. It was very unlike her to just leave. As she walked through her front door, she wondered if everything was okay. She thought nothing more of it and went to bed.

The time was 11.30pm, and Jane was sitting in a booth in an old man pub in Irish territory. She fidgeted as she waited for him to arrive. She couldn't help feeling the anxiety in the pit of her stomach.

11.35pm, Patrick Doyle walks through the door and sits opposite Jane Rizzoli.

"I told you this phone was for emergencies only, detective."

"This in an emergency" she said as she slapped the manila envelope onto the table.

"What's this?" Doyle said looking quizzically at the envelope.

"Just look." and with that she left. She knew Doyle would have the same level of fear for Maura as she did. As much as she hated him, she knew that they at least had that in common. He would kill to protect Maura, and so would she.

Maura's alarm went off at 6.30 am, the sun blaring through the blinds she had forgotten to close the night before. She got up and went through her morning routine. She then fed Bass, and got changed into her sweat pants and went jogging. The events of the night before had creeped back into her mind, and she planned to ask Jane when they met up on the jog path. Maura stopped at the park bench in the hopes that Jane would be there soon, but after 10 minutes and feeling her muscles begin to tighten she carried on. Arriving home shortly after, Maura showered and got ready for work.

She arrived in work, and sighed as she looked at her desk. Maura didn't mind paperwork, but an amount this size would frustrate even the most patient person. She immediately dove into the mountain of paperwork, but she didn't get much done before her phone went. Dead body in the woods.

She texted Jane and asked if she wanted to carpool to the crime scene

"No" came the reply.

She thought this was odd, but didn't question it and instead drove alone to the scene.

Frost who was throwing up in the bushes greeted her, as did Korsac.

"Hello detectives. Ah, I see the Immersion therapy isn't working very well" Maura joked.

Korsac elbowed Frost in the ribs as he looked up with chagrin. "Time for another appointment with the Doc, huh Barry?"

"Not funny Korsac. We'll leave ya to it Doc, need anything just shout." Frost was eager to get away and work the scene.

Maura mused over the victim, going through her usual routine with the body. As she collected the final details and filled in the paperwork to get the body sent to the morgue for autopsy, she felt something was missing. Someone was missing. Where was Jane?

Maura was starting to get suspicious now. Even Jane Rizzoli wouldn't miss a visit to the crime scene and a chance to get the information on the victim first hand. She text Jane again, asking if she was near by and wanted to grab lunch. No reply.

She told the crime scene techs to get to body back to the morgue, where she would do the autopsy. After she filled in Korsac and Frost of her initial findings, she packed up and headed to her car.

Arriving at the precinct, instead of going straight to the morgue, she went upstairs to try and find Jane. Maura couldn't help but wonder and worry at what was going on. She knew that Jane was her own person, and could do whatever she wished, but there was a case in progress. At the very least she had to fill Jane in on the crime scene.

Normally, when she walks into the bullpen, Jane's deep hazel eyes greet her with a smile. It had been known on occasion, to make Maura's heart skip a beat.

There was no such luck. When she walked in, Jane immediately got up from her desk and left, muttering that she had something to do.

"Is she avoiding me?" Maura wondered aloud.

Frost and Korsac looked at Maura and carried on with their work.

"I'm doing the autopsy now, if either of you want to come and watch?"

"No it's ok doc, let us know when you are finished and we will come down, k?"

"OK detective Frost" she said and went back to the morgue.

Now Maura definitely knew something was up. And she was worried. Has she done something to cause all of this? Was Jane mad at her for something? She remembered back to the bank robbery case a few weeks ago, and her heart ached. She had upset Jane, and it was awful. She hated to see her best friend like that, and knowing she was the cause nearly broke her.

Maura decided she had to find out what was going on.

THE END OF CHAPTER ONE.

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