"Jane? Where are you going?" Korsak removes his reading glasses as he looks up from his desk.
"To get the vic's autopsy report mister tubby-ton," Jane puts on her blazer as she heads towards the elevator.
"Let Susie deliver it," Korsak follows swiftly behind Jane, "You're supposed to be at your desk Jane, resting. She's-"
"I'm fine Korsak, and Susie never comes up here unless Maura's here," Jane smiles as her finger hovers over the down arrow, "Maura wouldn't let me touch that once, but I managed to enter the precinct and the bullpen anyway," Jane winks as she gently jabs at Korsak's side, "Maura's so bossy sometimes," Jane mentions as she steps into the elevator.
Korsak swallows a sigh and enters after Jane.
"You already had your lunch break Korsak," Jane eyes his belly, "I'm wellness captain here, and Maura is too. She's probably more my captain than Cavanaugh is, wait, Maura's the chief. Well, not chief of us exactly but, do you think she'll have stayed if Pike wasn't so incompetent? Do you think she finds the other officers cute too?" Jane looks down. "In their uniforms I mean," Jane straightens her blazer. "Maura wore this once," Jane smiles, "No, twice, we were -"
Korsak clears his throat.
"Didn't I say you can't have lunch again Korsak?" Jane glares at his way; Korsak says nothing and stands motionless in the elevator, next to a Jane he knows he has to keep supervised. Always rushing into crime scenes but never really saying what she means to say when it comes to emotions and Doctor Isles, Korsak thinks to himself as he shakes slightly his head - he's had enough wives leave him to know that words mean something. "You okay Jane?"
"Ask me to get my head checked again and I'll take your snack stash away Korsak, I'm fine!" Jane combines both a huff and whine. "Only Maura gets to worry about me," Jane looks away and settles on ignoring Korsak. "Besides, Maura says I've got long bones and a beautiful mind. A little bump can't hurt me," Jane smiles as she watches the lighted numbers descend.
Korsak clears his throat and squares his shoulders. This is going to be a long day.
"Maura!"
"Jane," Maura smiles as she looks up from the John Doe on her autopsy table, "I haven't gotten back the test results from Susie yet but she should be coming in soon, she must have seen you, and are you here for the report too? Sergeant Korsak? It'll be soon, the report, Korsak," Maura removes her goggles, "Oh Jane, I bought new shoes," Maura grins as she removes her gloves.
"Shoes Maura? Are they the ones that help you seem taller or just the pretty ones?" Jane follows closely behind Maura, "Because your delicate toes shouldn't be squeezed into those heels Maura, if I have to give my best friend foot massages every night, I'll-"
"Jane?" Korsak calls out loud and quick enough to interrupt.
"What?" Jane aggressive shrugs off Korsak's hold onto her elbow.
"You never talk about Doctor Isles's shoes, or even shoes, and that time when I came in when you had your foot in Doctor Isles's hand-"
"It's not like we're playing footsie or whatever - Maura," Jane looks sad for a moment, "Look Korsak, Maura has nice shoes, and very pretty toes. She cut holes in her shoes once to not hide my toes, and I don't want her to hurt her toes. Maura wants to talk shoes, I want Maura to talk to me, Susie will come, just you wait," Jane casually sends a wave, "Stop fretting about the test results Korsak."
Korsak sighs and reaches for his phone, "Cavanaugh? I think you need to get Angela over here. Remember that thing where Jane made us promise to help her do if we ever have to?"