Here lies chapter 3, it's short, but I've got plans for chapter 4 and this seemed like the best place to break without being a bitch and causing chain saw wielding crazies to want my head due to evil cliffhangers

"So where is our lesbian murder suspect?" Jane asked, startling me.

"I'm doing the autopsy on her girlfriend, I'm not completely insensitive Jane," She continued to stare at me, making me feel awkward until I gave in. "She was feeding Bass when I left this morning," I found her interest in him to be incredibly adorable, but I'd never tell Jane that. "I told her I'd check in on her at lunchtime," I added a moment later.

"You left a suspect in your house, alone, with your turtle," Jane's concern for Bass was far from genuine.

"Tortoise Jane," I corrected, automatically, disregarding her mocking tone.

"Whatever!"

"And she's not a murderer Jane, she's just afraid, and you didn't help the situation at all." She chose to ignore me. "And I find it interesting that you've chosen lesbian as your describing word. Do you have a problem with her sexual orientation?" Jane chose to ignore my question as well.

"So what does she have, I mean fear of people, what's that?" I shook my head, Jane was coming off as very frustrating this morning, perhaps it was due to lack of sleep.

"It depends Jane, there isn't just a phobia that means fear of people, there are various situations in which one may be afraid, however, it appears that she has a severe case of social anxiety disorder." I looked up at Jane, and she was giving me one of those 'What does that mean' looks. "She has a fear of using the telephone, she's afraid of having a job, being around people she's not familiar with seems to make her uncomfortable, and that's really all I have to go on Jane." Jane nodded in apparent understanding, and was silent while I worked.

"So what did you two do last night?" I looked up and rolled my eyes at Jane.

"Well first she confessed to murdering her girlfriend, after I promised I wouldn't tell you," I paused for a moment before continuing. "Then she proceeded to convert me to her lesbian ways."

"Wow Isles, I didn't know you were capable of sarcasm," Jane was grinning. I actually hadn't known I'd had it in me either, the words had just seemed to slip past my lips.

"To be completely honest I didn't know I had it in me," I replied with a grin. I wasn't exactly known for witty sarcasm but Jane was frustrating me, and it'd just come out.

"So what did you really do last night?" Jane asked again.

"She's upset about her girlfriend Jane, she cried, and I attempted to comfort her." I conveniently left out the discussion about how I confessed to liking women, unintentionally and Jane in particular. Jane shot me a look as if I was leaving something out. "She likes kittens," I shrugged, looking at Jane, not exactly sure what she wanted me to say.

"Korsak rescued one last night," Jane announced. "Think it was hers?" I nodded.

"She said something about having a kitten, but she really didn't have much to say Jane. I mean, that's really the extent of my knowledge about her right now." Jane seemed to understand that I really didn't know much about the young woman. I seemed to understand Kelly, she seemed comfortable with me, but that didn't mean I knew her. "She likes baseball," I added, as that piece of knowledge surfaced in my mind.

"She likes kittens, baseball, women, and may have an anxiety disorder, great," Jane mumbled the words as she put her face in her hands.

"She likes one woman Jane, or liked one woman," Jane definitely had a problem with Kelly's sexual orientation, but I ignored that thought, that would certainly continue to control my attention. "And that woman took care of her, she depended on her, Kelly's not an independent woman, she needs someone to care for her." Jane nodded, I was trying to tell her that Kelly was innocent once again, but I knew that she was still a suspect, the husband, wife, boyfriend, or girlfriend were always suspects. "And she likes Bass," I added with a grin.

"She's still a suspect," Jane said in an emotionless tone. I nodded in understanding. "I'll ask Korsak about the cat," Jane added before leaving. I hoped for Kelly's sake that her pet was alright, and I hoped for my sake, that Jane didn't really have a problem with homosexuality. Actually I hoped that she'd just neglected coffee that morning and she was just in a pissy mood because of it.

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