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Jane had never experienced such unusual and mixed emotions. Part of her wanted to do exactly what Maura had said in her letter and run as fast as she could to Beacon Hill. But another part of her wanted her to keep her butt planted on that park bench.

She wondered what she would say if she did go to Maura. She imagined herself saying something ridiculous like, "Hey Maura, I told Camille I love you and she gave me your letter. Can we make out now?"

Jane shook her head. What was she going to do? As if her thoughts about telling Maura were not already overwhelming, what about her family and friends? Maura had some time to think about those things, apparently, but Jane hadn't. She had never truly entertained the idea of a life with Maura since she didn't think the possibility really existed.

Realistically, she knew her family and friends would not be cruel to her or Maura, but that didn't make the idea of informing everyone that she had flipped sides a whole lot easier. She knew part of that was her own junk, but it was real junk to her.

And then there was her excuse to Camille. She really did wonder if Maura could have changed her mind. It had been two years since Maura had written that letter. Surely she could have fallen out of love.

Jane began to think of the relationships that Maura had after that time. Jack. She thought for sure that Maura may have been in love with Jack. Jane took in a deep breath as she vividly remembered stuffing her feelings about the whole Jack situation. He really was a good man. He would have been good to Maura, but he wasn't her. And deep down, that is who Jane wanted Maura to be with.

Another thought crossed Jane's mind. What did Maura go through those days after Frost's death? Did she think about the fact that her secret was probably buried with him? That he was her best chance of the two of us getting together?

Deep down, Jane felt that telling Maura would be the right thing to do. Not just because she hoped that Maura still felt the same way, but because it really didn't matter. It might mean a lot to Maura to know that Jane really does love her, and loved her, whether or not they were ever going to be together.

Still, the idea of taking that step seemed impossible right then. It was starting to get dark and Jane still wasn't sure what to do. She decided that going home and sleeping on it would probably be a good idea. Maybe she just needed a little time to digest what was going on and clear her head.

She was preparing to leave the bench when an image of someone from across the park caught her attention.

Frost.

He was there. Looking directly at her. Standing under a street light.

Jane stared at him for a moment, thinking she was finally losing her mind. When he continued to look at her, she rose from the bench without even thinking and began to walk toward him. As she got closer, she watched him turn and begin to walk away.

No, Jane thought. I have to catch him this time. I need to talk to him this time. She began to pick up her pace as he began to walk across the street.

Jane wasn't paying any attention to where she was walking. Her eyes were focused on Frost's every move.

She lost sight of him as he walked around a corner. Her heart began to race as she ran after him and frantically looked for him.

She thought she had lost him when he suddenly reappeared on the corner of another street. She didn't give a damn if she did look crazy when she called out, "Barry!"

He started walking away again and she followed. He began to run and so did she. The man who had all of the answers she was looking for was currently running away from her, and he is dead.

This fact was not lost on Jane. She thought for certain she had lost it. She had seen images of Frost before, and she really tried not to think too much about it.

She didn't know what was happening, but she could swear that he had helped her solve several of her cases since his death. Until now, she saw it as a weird blessing, but now she felt downright desperate to believe that he was really there.

Her frustrating pursuit was getting the best of her. One minute she would see him, and the next he would vanish or move in another direction.

But then he was gone.

He was so close. She had just seen him walk between two cars. Jane looked around. He was nowhere to be found.

"God damnit," she screamed. "Why is this happening to me?"

She leaned over and put her hands on her knees. She just needed to catch her breath.

When she raised her head, there he was…directly across the street from her. A part of her decided she wouldn't chase him again. He was figment of her imagination. Some grief reaction like Maura explained.

Frost was dead. He wasn't there. She just needed to accept that.

He began to walk away and she didn't immediately follow, until he turned and looked back at her.

He was summoning her.

And it was then that Jane took off. It didn't matter to her if she was crazy. She had seen that look on Frost and simply could not resist going to him.

Running down the street as fast as she could in pursuit of Frost, she stopped apologizing for running into people. She didn't have time to worry about being rude.

He disappeared one minute and then reappeared at the corner of a building. Jane ran after him and rounded the corner without slowing down.

"UMPFF!"

A full-on collision with someone sent Jane bouncing backwards into the building. The person she ran into was doing no better, literally grabbing onto a light post to keep from falling.

Looking over to see what kind of damage she had done, she was surprised to see..

"Maura! What are you doing here?" Jane nearly shouted.

Jane couldn't believe her eyes. She was so momentarily surprised by the head-on with Maura that she nearly forgot what she had been doing. That was until she saw how upset Maura looked, and the sight of Maura upset always drew out Jane's heart.

"Maura. What is wrong?"

If there is one thing that comes before her own drama, it's anything that Maura is experiencing. From the look of it, Maura was pretty upset.

"Jane, promise me you won't laugh, but I have been following someone who looks like…"

"Barry." Jane finished.