Jane got home from work an hour before her husband Robert Turner did, he was still at work, working a case for the FBI, something to do with a big Drug ring they had just found out about. Jane found her stepson Jason in the living room, she stood leaning against the doorway watching him play on his X box, he was on a shooting game. Surprise, surprise. "Hey mom! Look I'm the good guy, like you and..." He didn't want to say the last word, so he jumped it and continued with, "...I'm winning." Jason said without even taking his eyes of the TV screen. "Hey kidda. Yea I can see that. You're good." He was nine year old and every second he spent at home he was on his X box. "Listen Jason. I'm just going to pay the Jodie for looking after you then..." She trailed off as Jason shouted at the TV. He's getting like his dad everyday. "...We need to talk Jason, okay?" He didn't reply but Jane knew he had heard her as she could see him tense up. I guess he finally knows it about to happen. Jane felt guilty for doing what she so needed to do, she just couldn't handle all the abuse any more, she needed to get her and Jason out of that house alive and she knew it would most than likely be over Robert's dead body. He's not going to let us go! I have to fight for this. I have to fight to Jason.
By the time Jane walked back into the living room, Jason had already turned off the X box and was sat on the settee watching cartoons. "Is it okay if we talk now kidda, before you're dad is home?" Jason gave a small nod, "You're leaving aren't you?" Jane took a deep breath. "Yes. Jason I can't handle this any more, I'm not strong enough to. Not any more. Go and pack some clothes. Well that is if you want to come with me?" Jane noticed how Jason smile grew. "You're taking me with you?" Jane laughed at him, "Of course, I am. I am not leaving you here." Jason jumped from the settee and gave Jane a tight hug. He started running in the direction of the stairs, then stopped in his tracks, he turned around slowly, "Thanks." Jane gave him a half-hearted smile. "Go, we need to leave before your dad gets back."
Whilst Jason was upstairs getting his clothes together, Jane started to disconnect the X box to take with them. She knew it would make Jason feel better, to have his games to play on. To forget about everything else that was happening. Jane stopped what she was doing as she heard the front door slam shut, hairs standing up on the back of her neck. We didn't even get through the front door. Jane turned around to confirm, Robert was home. How do I get out of this? SHIT! "What are you doing with Jason's X box?" Robert said whilst put his coat on the dining room table. "Erm, Maura. Yes, Maura asked me and Jason around to hers tonight, for a few hours. Jason wants to take his X box so he can play it on Maura's television. You know he loves playing his games on her massive television." Jane said quite surprised that she had come up with something that sounded believable, well that is until Robert spoke. "Well that's funny, because I have just seen Korsak and he told me that Maura is working a case with them tonight. He also said that you were at home tonight after asking them not to disturb you. So try again, Jane what are you doing with Jason's X box?" Jane tried to step backward knowing it was useless when she felt the television behind her legs. Robert closed the distance with three easy strides and grabbed hold of Jane's wrist. She knew what was coming next, it had become her life five months after saying I Do. It all happened in slow motion as Robert lifted his right hand, curled into a fist and with alarming speed hit Jane straight in her left cheekbone, sending her flying to the floor. She stumbled to try and get back up only to sent back to the floor when she felt Robert kick her in the stomach. She saw a flicker of movement out the corner of her eye. Jason. He can't keep seeing me like this. We have to get out of here. But how? "You should know by now Jane that you shouldn't lie to me. Where are you planning to go? Do you really think I'm going to let you go that easily?" That was the last thing Jane heard before being knocked unconscious by Robert's fist. Robert hadn't seen Korsak at all but he knew Jane was lying to him, her eyes gave her away. They always had.
Kirsty was five minute's away from her shift ending at the Police Headquarters switchboard. She had a date tonight with Detective Barry Frost, and her mind started wondering about what she was going to wear. She was brought back to reality when the phone in front off her rang. She picked it up a second later. "How may we help?" She asked. No one answered. "Hello, is there anyone there?" "You need to help us, my dad... he... he won't let us leave." Kirsty guessed the boy's age was around 10 years old. "Okay, young man. Why won't your dad let you leave?" Another minute and this call would have gone to someone else. "He's say he is going to kill her, he doesn't know I'm at home." "Okay. Do you know your address and I'll send a patrol car around to help you." Kirsty got the address and sent radioed it though to the nearest patrol car to that designation. Once they confirmed they could get there, Kirsty went back to the phone call. "Okay, two policemen are on their way to you. I need you to stay on the phone with me until they get there. Okay?" Kirsty heard a mumble of agreement. "What's your name kidda?" "Its Jason." She smiled. "Jason, my name is Kirsty. I need to ask you a few questions okay?" "Okay" Jason replied. "Do you know why your dad is threatening to kill your mom for?" She always hated asking these questions to children, she didn't want them to think about this. "We were leaving him for good, my mom couldn't cope with the hitting any more. She said we needed go get out before he came home from work." Kirsty heard him sniffle and knew he was trying not to cry. "What's your mom's name?" "It's Jane Rizzoli." Jane Rizzoli why do I know that name. I've heard it before. Frost... Rizzoli... Shit. "Jason... Jane Rizzoli, is your mom a Detective for Boston PD?" "Yea, how did you know? Do you know her?" "No, I don't know her, but I have heard great things about her from Detective Frost." I need to tell Frost and Korsak. She sent a text message to Frost's cell, reading: 'Got Jason on the switchboard. Rizzoli's in trouble. Jason saying his dad is going to kill her. I've let Korsak know as well. Get to her house ASAP.'
Frost had just got out off the shower when he heard his phone ringing, indicating a new text message. He saw it was from Kirsty and opened it. I hope she isn't cancelling tonight. His cop instinct kicked in the second he finished reading the message. He threw on some trousers and a tee shirt, grabbed his badge and gun and ran out off his house. He jumped into his car and sped toward Jane's house. He put his phone on loudspeaker through the car and instructed it to call Korsak. Korsak answered on the second ring. "Have you heard about Jane?" Frost asked not even bothering to return the greeting. "I'm on my way there now, I'm about twenty minutes away though, you?" Korsak replied. "I've just left mine, so I'll be there about same time as you." They were both quiet for a few minutes, when Korsak finally broke the tension. "We need to let Maura know. She'll want to know." "I know. I'll stop at the precinct on my way past and see if she's still at work. It's only 7 o'clock, and I remember her saying she was staying late." "Okay." Frost cut of the call just as he rounded the last corner to the precinct. He got out of his car and ran through the lobby of the precinct heading straight for the morgue.
Maura was just finishing the last bit of paperwork when she saw Frost run through the doors. "Maura... thank god... your still here. We need... to get to... Jane's NOW!" Frost managed to get out in between taking deep breaths. "Why? What's happened?" Maura asked already grabbing her bag and heading for the door. "Robert is threatening to kill her. Jason's on the phone with Kirsty. She needs our help." Maura was out the door before Frost could even finish his sentence. They got to Frost's car in record time. Maura didn't ask any more questions she just wanted to get to Jane's.
"Frost... He plays baseball with me at weekends, well when he isn't working. Erm, how long till they get here the shouting is getting worst and he has just got the gun from the drawer in the kitchen." Jason whispered so low that Kirsty had to strain to hear him. "They will be there in a few minutes, Jason. Where are you in the house?" "At the top of the stairs, he still doesn't know I'm here." "We need to keep it that way Jason, if he knows you are there, you will be in danger too." "But it's my mom, she'll need my help." "No, Jason. Listen to me, you're mom will want you to be safe. She is a Detective and she helps people, but at this second if you go in that room, she might not be able to keep you safe. And I bet she'll want that now more than ever. Jason, I know it's hard, but you need to trust me. Okay?" Jason didn't response, instead Kirsty heard Jason mumble something. "Jason, sweetheart. Talk to me." "He's seen me." That was the last thing Kirsty heard before hearing 2 gun shots and a women she presumed to be Jane screaming. Another shot was fired then the screaming came to an abrupt stop. She heard another shot, then the line went dead.