"I just don't know what to do Maura" Angela said. Herself, Maura and Frankie were all in the cafe, having some sort of impromptu crisis meeting. Maura had gone into the cafe to get herself some green tea upon arriving back, and had found a poor Angela sobbing into Frankie's uniformed shoulder, and had gotten herself involved as she too had many concerns, and did consider herself to be part of the Rizzoli family.

"Neither do I" Maura sighed, this was one of the few times she actually hadn't had an answer.

"She's pushing us all away, how are we getting to get through to her? She obviously needs us" Frankie said, lacking the usual sparkle in his eye, obviously watching the one person in the world he looked up to falling to pieces was starting to take a similar toll on him, Jane was usually the one person he could go to for help- but that wasn't possible this time.

"What hurts the most is that she is hiding it, just acting normal like nothing is different and thinking we don't know, I can see the pain behind her eyes, you can see she is hurting, you can even see it in her you seen how much weight she's lost, how pale she is? But whenever I go over there to try and make her eat, or ask her how she is, she just manages to brush it off, and change the subject" Angela said dejectedly.

"I thought when we got rid of Hoyt everything would be OK again you know- he's been dead for months now, and if anything she is just getting worse .At least when he was around, she would come to us for help" Frankie said, taking another mouthful of his coffee, before swirling it absent mindedly, as if he were searching for the answer in the cup.

At this point Maura was getting desperate- she hadn't realised the impact this had been having on the rest of the family, maybe because she hadn't been with Jane much lately, and even if Angela lived in her Guesthouse ,that had meant limited access to the Rizzoli was only one thing she could do, take her scientific approach, there was a scientific explanation for everything and so that must apply in this case also.

"Let's put everything we know together, and perhaps we can gain a conclusion from that. Then we can help her- I'd say it is a psychological issue which is now manifesting itself physically also" Maura said, a little bit of hope clear in her voice, at least she was doing something.

"Well, I guess" Angela said.

"Why not, might as well" Frankie said, looking at the clock as he had to end his break soon, and he was pretty sure Angela would need to get back to work in a matter of minutes.

"Right then, when did you first notice a difference in her behaviour?" Maura said getting a hand sewn leather cased notebook, and Faber- Castell fountain pen from her Chanel bag, in order to take notes.

"I don't know, about 4 or 5 weeks ago" Frankie said, feeling uneasy as if he were somehow betraying his older sister.

"I only noticed about 3 weeks ago, oh my God, I am such a bad mother, I didn't even notice when my Janie was ill!" Angela almost yelled, having some sort of minor breakdown and sobbing once again, prompting Frankie to one again put a strong arm around her, and Maura to sympathetically pat her hand.

Just at that moment, the infamous Detective Rizzoli entered the coffee, needing yet another caffeine fix. She was in a trance, thinking about what an impossible situation she had found herself in- she just felt ill all of the time- like she needed energy but couldn't get that through food as she was so nauseas, and she felt like she needed to sleep constantly, but when the time came she could hardly sleep- and when she did she was plagued by of felt like somehow he was still controlling her, making her feel the way she did. She tried to snap out of it, after all she was at work. Here she was Detective Rizzoli- the hard as nails detective who would even shoot herself. She had a reputation to just felt so tired, she couldn't concentrate on the case and the twins deserved a half decent Detective working their case. Hence the coffee break.

She looked up upon entering the cafe, and saw quite the scene, they hadn't noticed her but in the corner of the cafe, seated at one of the tables was her Ma, little brother and best friend felt a pang of guilt, remembering the damage she was doing to all those close to her, looking in more detail she realised that her mother was , had something happened to Tommy, TJ, or Pa? She literally ran over to the table.

"Ma, what's wrong?" she asked, panicking- thousands of terrible possibilities flying through her erratic mind.

"Nothing, Janie- nothing for you to worry about" Angela said, trying to pull herself together, feeling startled by her daughters sudden entrance. She wondered if she had a sixth sense sometimes, and her stealth was ridiculous.

Maura and Frankie were looking at each other in horror, each pleading with the other to do something to get them out of the situation. Frankie looked alarmed and looked down, upon realisation of what he meant, Maura quickly closed her notebook, and rested her hand on top of lying or acting were not exactly Maura's strong points, and even Jane, who was no where near 100% and distracted by her obviously devastated Mother noticed something was amiss.

"Right, whats going on?" Jane asked to nobody in particular, her eyes darting questionably and accusingly at all three involved parties .

"I do-don't know hat you mean Jane" Maura said, obviously lying.

"We were worried. I was worried" Angela said, knowing that Jane knew something ws wrong and that lying would just make things worse.

"About what?" Jane asked, her tone softening a little as she saw the obvious distress in her mothers eyes.

However, her Mother started sobbing again before she could reply.

Frankie by this point had had enough,""We're worried about YOU can't you see that?" he almost shouted- a least 4 weeks worth of confusion and anger coming out in that one statement.

"What do you mean?" Jane asked- she had been handling it all so well, had they still seen through her?

"What Frankie means is that you haven't quite seemed yourself recently, and we were worried and wanted to know what was wrong" Maura said calmy, anticipating that this situation could escalate and trying to restore some civilianized calm.

Jane was so angry, at herself for not hiding this- just look what she had done, all of those close to her were hurting, because of all of this anger had to come out, and it didn't come out in the same way in which it was felt.

"How dare you, how dare you talk about me behind my back!" She shouted angrily, directing her anger onto those she cared the most about.

"Jane..." Maura said, startled by the Detectives sudden outburst, it hadn't been quite what she had expected, and she was trying to calm the situation down.

"Well if you weren't so damn stubborn, and actually opened up to us then we wouldn't have to talk behind your back would we!" Frankie growled, trying to keep his voice down as they were drawing quite a lot of attention from others in the cafe- soon to be those in the whole building if it carried on like this.

Angela opened her mouth as if she was to say something, but just began sobbing uncontrollably again.

Jane was just looking at those still sat at the table, hatred seemingly the expression on her face, however Maura's analytical approach to deciphering facial expressions showed that there was just as much fear there as anything else and Jane was starting to look alarmingly pale, which worried Maura

"Jane, come on lets just all sit down and talk, come on sit down " Maura said, pulling out a chair and trying to coax Jane to sit.

"No, I don't want to be anywhere near any of you, just leave me alone!" Jane said, sounding like a spoilt teenager, she just couldn't handle all of this at the same she desperately wanted to sit down as she was feeling completely exhausted, and a little dizzy- Jane just pushed the chair away, and turned around to storm out of the cafe.

However, the sudden movement of twisting around made things worse, she could hear ringing in her ears, and black dots started clouding her vision. She wanted to walk off but her body just wouldn't listen, and she stayed stood in the same position.

"Jane?" Frankie said, after looking up from having his head in his hands after Jane had reacted so catastrophically.

"Are you OK?" Maura said, rising from her seat and going to the Detective , who was bent over with her back to them.

"Ye" Jane mumbled, her head spinning, unable to hear exactly what was being said due to the ringing in her ears.

"No you're not" Maura said worriedly, after taking one look at the Detective, who looked dangerously unwell, taking hold of her elbow in order to try and steady the Detective.

Just at that moment, Frost entered the cafe with Korsak, both intending on getting a coffee refill. Looking up at them was all it took for Jane to lose contact with consciousness.

As all she saw was black, her legs buckled beneath her, and she was caught by a panicked Maura, and a horrified ,Frankie who had leapt out of his seat to get to her before she hit the floor.

"Jane!" Angela shouted.

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