AN: THANKS TO ALL THAT HAVE READ THIS STORY. SORRY ABOUT THE EXTREAM DELAY, LIFE GOT IN THE WAY. I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS NEXT INSTALLMENT. I'M HAVING A BLAST WRITING IT, AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE HAVING A GOOD TIME READING IT. PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.

Frankie's voice and five little words had the ability to completely unhinge Jane. She did not recall grabbing her gun and badge and tearing out of her apartment with such fury. Casey's words of concern and confusion fell upon deaf ears. Jane only heard the same five words over and over. Everything that the detective held dear was now obliterated by five little words. Jane was on autopilot as she slammed her car door shut and sped off into the night. Five words. Who knew that five fucking words could cause so much panic and dread. Jane felt numb as she drove through the city, nothing registered with her, not the traffic lights or other cars. The only thing that Jane was conscious of was Frankie's voice over the phone. He sounded more like a boy than a man. "Jane, Maura has been shot." His voice sounded as if he was experiencing a disconnection from what he was feeling and what he was saying. Jane slammed on her brakes as she pulled up to Mass Gen Hospital. She didn't care that if she was parked illegally, she didn't even bother to shut her car door as she got out. Jane busted through the front door with such force it was a miracle the glass door didn't shatter. Her eyes locked on a nurse station just ahead of her. White knuckled and with gritted teeth Jane approached the station. A young nurse was about to become the unfortunate victim of Jane's wrath.

"Excuse me. I need to know where Dr. Isles is?" Jane looked terrifying. Her hair was wild, and her eyes burned with such intensity that could make even the toughest man quiver. Jane's body language was loud and clear, she would destroy anybody that pissed her off.

The young nurse was immediately intimidated by Jane's presents and words failed her. She just sat there stunned with her mouth open and closing like a guppy. The nurse's lack of verbal communication only incurred Jane's wrath more.

Jane started to shout. "WHAT PART OF I NEED TO KNOW WHERE THE FUCK DR. ISLES IS, THAT IS NOT UNDERSTOOD BY YOU?!"

Jane's shouting caused the nurse to freeze up more.

Jane slammed her fist down on the counter. "I'M DETECTIVE RIZZOLI!" Jane shoved her badge in the girls face. "DR. ISLE IS THE CHIEF MEDICAL EXAMINER OF THE COMMONWEALTH OF MASSACHUSETTS AND SHE HAS BEEN SHOT! NOW TELL ME WHERE SHE IS OR, GOD HELP ME, I WILL REACH OVER THIS COUNTER AND SLAP THE INFO OUT OF YOU!" Jane pointed her finger at the nurse to let her know she wasn't joking. Everybody in the ER was now watching the scene unfold. A security guard tried slowly to approach Jane from the side. Jane caught a glimpse of him in her periphery. She turned towards him and gave a steely gaze. Then she jabbed her finger in his direction.

"DON'T EVEN FUCKEN TRY IT, YOU RENT A COP. THEY DON'T PAY YOU ENOUGH TO DEAL WITH THIS SHIT!"

The security guard backed down. She was right; they didn't pay him enough to deal with type of rage.

Jane returned her focus to the poor Nurse. Jane reached over the counter and grabbed the nurse by the collar of her scrubs and lifted her up so they met face to face. All the nurse could see was flared nostrils and frighteningly dark eyes.

"Tell me where she is." Jane growled.

"DETECTIVE!" RELEASE HER AT ONCE." A stern voice echoed behind Jane.

Jane released the terrified nurse from her grasp and turned around to confront the voice.

Jane saw a no nonsense woman in dark green scrubs. She stood with authority and did not waver when Jane turned around. Their eyes locked and the battle for supremacy began. Jane was just about to open up her mouth to verbally bash this woman, but before Jane could get a word out the woman put her hand up and gave a warning look.

"I need you to calm yourself and conduct yourself in a more professional manner, Detective. This is an ER and there are people in here that are injured or have love ones that are injured. They do not need to be subjected to your triad." The woman's resolve was unshakable. She was not a person to trifle with.

"Who the FUCK are you?" Jane spat.

"I'm the trauma nurse that worked on stabilizing Dr. Isles when she came in. That who the FUCK I am. If you want anymore information, I suggest you keep your emotions in check, apologies for terrorizing my staff and follow me into consult room so I can fill you in on Dr. Isle's condition, in private." The Trauma Nurse squared her shoulder and stood there waiting for Jane's response.

Jane realized that her emotions have gotten the better of her and she was acting like a maniac. She apologizes to the young nurse and other nursing staff and followed the trauma nurse into the consult room.

"Have a seat." The nurse pointed to the couch in the room. She grabbed a paper cup and filled it with water, and handed it to Jane.

"Thanks." Jane took the cup of water.

The Trauma nurse pulled up a chair and sat across from Jane.

She inhaled deeply, placed her hands on her knees, and looked Jane square in the eyes.

"Dr. Isle was brought in with two GSW to the abdomen. She lost quite a lot of blood and coded at the scene. The EMT's were able to revive her and brought her in. We raced against the clock to try to stabilize her. Dr. Isle coded again, but we were able to revive her once again. We manage to stabilize her enough to transfer her to surgery, and that is where she is now. Her injuries were extensive and she her condition is critical. These surgeons are the best in the state and they are doing everything humanly possible to save Dr. Isles life." The nurse said in a tone that is only perfected after years of working at this job.

The news just washed over Jane. She wanted to cry but she was in such a state of shock, she felt as if she has been knocked out of her body. Jane just sat there without an expression on her face. The nurse placed a gentle hand on Jane's knee.

"You can stay in her for a moment to gather your thoughts." The nurse forced eye contact.

"If you need anything just ask for me. My name is Carla Dawson. Just ask for Carla." She gave a smile.

Jane just muttered "thanks."

Carla left the room. Jane placed her head in her hands. As the rage subsided, grief filtered in. Jane agonized over their estrangement. She should have never have walked away from their friendship, and now Maura might die. She might die thinking that her best friend had abandoned her just like everyone else in her life. Jane wanted to crawl up into a little ball and wail with grief, but she couldn't. She wasn't capable to do anything more than stare at a scuffmark on the floor and listen to the hum of the fluorescent lights.

"Jane?" Frankie appeared in the doorway.

"Frankie!" She sprung up and wrapped her arms around him. Jane laid her head on Frankie's shoulder. He held his sister close.

"Jane." Frankie swallowed hard. Jane could feel his heart pounding in his chest. "I was on patrol when I heard the call for 'shots fired' and 'possible persons injured'." His voice was shaky.

Jane didn't move, she just pressed her ear into his upper chest and listen to his voice vibrate in his chest.

"My partner and I were the first to arrive on scene." His voice faltered. "I saw a woman laying in a large pool of blood on the sidewalk. I walked over to the woman and saw that it was Maura." His voice cracked as he tried to suppress his emotions. He felt tears well up in his eyes. 'Rizzoli men don't cry.' He said over and over in his mind, desperately trying to get through this next part. "She…UH…. She did look so good Jane."

He held his sister closer to him.

"The EMTs arrived shortly after we did. I moved to get out of the way." Frankie said the next part so fast Jane almost didn't understand him. "She was so pale, Jane. One of the EMT shouted that she was coding, and the other EMT rushed over with a portable defibrillator. She flat lined in front of me Jane. I watch Maura die." Jane squeezed Frankie hard.

She wanted to say something comforting to Frankie, but as he told her what he witness Jane's numbness grew. All she was capable of doing was to hug him. She broke their embrace, and saw a single small tear slid down Frankie's cheek. Jane reached up and wiped his tear away with her thumb. She cupped Frankie's face with her hand as he leaned his head into her hand. Jane thought about how Frankie has always had a gentle caring soul. She was so proud of him for being such a good man.

"They revived her. THANK GOD! Then they placed her in the ambulance. I started to process the scene but Robbins took me off the case due to my personal involvement with the Vic. I called for backup and then I called you." Frankie made eye contact with Jane. She placed a small kiss on his forehead.

"Thank you for trying to process the scene." Jane gave a small smile.

Frankie shrugged. "It's my job, ain't it?" The siblings sat down, Jane took the couch and Frankie sat in the chair.

"Maura is in surgery. It's pretty bad Frankie, apparently she coded once again when she got here." A silence fell between them.

"SHIT! I need to call Casey." Jane reached for her phone.

"I called Ma and let her know what happen and she is on her way to pick up Casey. They both should be here soon." Frankie got up to get himself a cup of water.

"Thanks." Jane was baffled at how she could have so many emotions flood her mind, yet not be able to feel a thing.

Frankie spoke up. "Have you heard anything on how Frost and Korsak are doing?"

Jane looked puzzled. "What do you mean how are they?"

"You don't know?"

"Know what? Frankie!" Jane started to panic.

Frankie rubbed his hand over his face. "As I was driving here I heard over the radio that Frost and Korsak were injured in an explosion from a car bomb."

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" Jane shot up out of her seat.

Jane paced back and forth.

"I just figured that since you were here you might have seen them or at least knew what happened." Frankie said. "I'm sorry Jane I shouldn't have assumed.

Jane stopped pacing. "Can you ask someone at the nursing station for a nurse named Carla. Explain who you are and ask her if she can get any information on Frost and Korsak."

"Sure thing sis." Frankie took his leave.

Jane resumed pacing back and forth while biting on her thumbnail.

Moments later Jane heard a loud and familiar voice bellowing through the hall demanding to see her children. Jane walked to the door and shouted out. "Ma! Over here!" Jane waved her over.

Angela and Casey walked towards the consult room.

"OH MY LORD! JANE WHAT IS GOING ON?" Angela scooped Jane up into a tight embrace.

Jane wiggled out of her mother's embrace. Casey leaned in to give Jane a hug but she mindlessly turned away from him and resumed her pacing.

Angela and Casey had a seat on the couch.

Jane stopped pacing and addressed the both of them. "Maura has been shot, and apparently both Frost and Korsak have been injured by a car bomb explosion. Frankie is trying to get some more info on Frost and Korsak.

Jane resumed her pacing while Angela gasped for air and placed her hand over her mouth. Casey stood silently and studied Jane's movements. Both of them wanted to pull Jane into an embrace but Jane's body language suggested that she didn't want anybody in her personal space.

Frankie arrived backed in the room. Angela jumped up and smothered Frankie in a huge hug.

"Hey Ma." Frankie said in a somber tone.

"How is my baby holding up?" Angela brushed a few strands of hair out of Frankie's face.

"I'm fine Ma." Frankie offered up a smile, but Angela saw right through it. A mother can always tell when her children are upset.

"What did Carla have to say?" Jane voice was forceful.

"Carla said that she will locate Frost and Korsak for us and give us an update shortly." Frankie wanted to convey that he was back on the job and focused. If there was anything needed to be done, he was just the man to do it.

Casey stood up and tried to place his arm around Jane, to comfort her because she was exhibiting signs of shock, and He wasn't sure how far off she was from having a complete mental breakdown. When the shock wears off and she is able to start processing what has happen, it could break her. Jane pulled away from Casey, hurt flashed across his eyes. Noticing Casey reaction, Jane patted her hand on his chest and smiled. Casey's face soften, She removed her hand and went back to pacing the floor.

"Excuse me." everybody in the room turned to see Carla standing in the doorway.

"Ok so I have an update on Officer Frost and Officer Korsak." Carla lowered her voice and stepped into the room. "It's a violation of HIPAA if I reveal any medical information to non immediate family members." Everyone hearts sunk. "But considering the situation and trying to avoid a repeat of earlier outbursts, I'm going to tell you anyways. If this comes back on me I will lose my job." Carla gave a stern look.

"We promised." Jane reassured.

"OK. Officer Frost is being prepped for surgery to remove the shrapnel in his shoulder. They couldn't remove it down here in the ER because the jagged shape and where it was embedded would have caused severe vascular and nerve damage. His surgery will not take that long, but he will have to stay over night so his recovery can be monitored. I believe that by tomorrow he will be released. As soon as Officer Frost's surgery is completed, he will be transferred to the PACU where he will be monitored while he comes out of anesthesia. Once he is cleared by the PACU nursing staff, he will be transferred to his room. I will inform you of his room number when he is placed."

Carla took a breath.

"Officer Korsak suffered a heart attack at the scene. Officer Frost was quick to administer life saving CPR. Officer Korsak in stable now and in our cardiac ward. He will have to say a few days while we run some tests to find out what caused his heart attack. If there is something wrong with his heart he will be taken into surgery immediately. In few minutes I can take one person to see Officer Korsak, but your stay will have to be brief because he need his rest." Carla searched the onlookers for a volunteer.

Jane raised her hand. "I'll go."

"Ok then. Follow me." Carla gestured to Jane.

An uneasy silence fell between them.

"So is all that stuff you said about HIPAA true?" Jane asked trying to make it less awkward.

"Yes it is." Carla said in a flat tone.

"So why did you tell me about Maura's condition then?

"In my 20 or so years working in the ER, I have seen spouses, parents and family members tear apart the ER looking for their injured loved ones. I just figured you were a spouse or something.

Carla looked at Jane, and Jane looked down at the ground.

"Besides I needed to tell you something because you were scaring the crap out of Tammy. She has only been on the job for three days.

"Now I feel like a total ass."

"Good!" Carla said in a half joking half serious manner. "4124 is Officer Korsak's room. Remember, not too long, he is still very weak and he needs his rest."

"Ok. Thank you for everything." Jane offered her hand for a handshake.

"You are welcome. You and your coworkers are in my prayers." Carla gave Jane a firm handshake and walked away.

Jane steadies herself outside Korsak's room. She inhaled deeply and knocked lightly on the door while pushing it open a bit. Korsak was hooked up to a bunch of machines. He had a nasal tube for oxygen and multiple IV's bags hanging from a poll that stood next to his bed. His chest had multi colored wires attached to it that feed the computer his vitals. He looked so small lying there. Jane held her breath, not knowing if she should proceed forward or not.

"Hey." Korsak's voice was groggy.

"Hey. How ya doing?" Jane pulled a stool next to his bed.

"I feel like an elephant has sat on my chest. I think I have a few broken ribs on top of my burns and cuts." Korsak said weakly.

"Frost might have broken a few ribs while doing CPR."

"Please tell me he didn't perform mouth to mouth?"

"Uh yeah. I think he did?" Jane couldn't tell if Korsak was actually concerned or not.

"Oh great! I will never live down swapping spit with frost." Korsak gave a wink.

Jane gave a slight smile and grabbed his hand.

"At least he is a good-looking lad. I could have done worst." Korsak squeezed Jane's hand.

"How is that rookie doing?" Korsak coughed out.

"He is in surgery to remove a piece of shrapnel from his shoulder."

"Pansy." Korsak let out a small chuckle, then he winced at the pain.

"Hey! That pansy saved your ass." Their eyes met and an unspoken conversation happened between them.

"Maura has been shot." Jane blurted out.

"WHAT? Is she ok? What the hell happened?" Korsak shifted towards Jane.

"I don't have any info on the shooting other than Robbins is the lead on the case. Maura is in surgery, that's all I know." Crestfallen, Jane lowered her head.

Korsak lifted their hands up to his mouth and placed a kiss on Jane's hand.

"I'm sure she will be just fine, Jane. She is one of the good guys and the good guys always make It."

"I hope so. I don't know what I'll do if… she… dies." Jane's voice wavered.

"You can't think like that. She will pull through, Jane." Korsak sounded out of breath.

"I should let you get some rest old man." Jane reached over and gave an awkward hug. "Hang in there. I will give you an update when I have more info."

"Ok." Korsak whispered. Just as Jane was leaving and nurse came in to tend to Korsak.

Jane closed the door and leaned up against it, and pinched the bridge of her nose. When was this nightmare going to end? Jane pushed off of the door and headed back down to the ER. Hopefully Frankie has some info about the shooting or the car bomb.

When Jane reached the ER, she was greeted by some fellow boys in blue, even Cavanaugh showed up. He had his arm wrapped around Angela and seemed to be whispering something into her ear.

"Hey LT! Any information? Jane hurried over to Cavanaugh.

"Not yet. Robbins is still getting witness reports and CCTV footage. The bomb squad hasn't finished going over the scene yet." Cavanaugh said flatly.

Jane didn't respond to Cavanaugh instead she started pacing.

"Excuse me." Carla cleared her throat. "I can take immediate family or close friends to surgery waiting. Everyone else has to stay in the ER lobby."

Angela spoke up. "Can five of us go with you?"

"Yes, but no more than that."

"I'll hang down here and try to find out some more info." Frankie piped up.

"Ok honey!" Angela gave her son a hug.

Jane, Casey, Angela, and Cavanaugh followed Carla to the surgery waiting room. Not a word was spoken but all shared the feeling of dread.

"In a while somebody will fill you in on Dr. Isles and Det. Frost status." Carla smiled and turned to leave.

Angela and Cavanaugh sat down on a couch. Sean interlaced his fingers with Angela's, Casey propped his cane next to a chair and sat down, and Jane just paced back and forth.
About a half in hour later, Frankie came running down the hall.

Out of breath, "I have some news. Frost is out of surgery and recovering in the PACU. I got a hold of Robbins and he said that witnesses reported a man walked towards Maura and pulled out a gun and shot her, He then took off down the alley. CCTV confirms this." He huffed.

"Sounds like a hit." Jane was perplexed. "Why and the hell would somebody take a hit out on Maura?"

"Oh it's gets better. The Bomb squad found the receiver for the car bomb. It had a small radius on in, so the trigger switch had to be close. The trigger system ran on a similar radio frequency that automatic garage opener run on. It appears that someone in the neighborhood opening his or her garage door triggered the bomb prematurely. Thank god because if that didn't happen, who ever placed the bomb would have tripped the trigger switch when Frost, Korsak, and their Perp were in the car." Frankie said breathlessly.

"Sounds like somebody is cleaning up loose ends. Thanks for the info Frankie." Jane patted him on his back.

"No problem. I'm going to see if any more info has come through and then I m going to see Frost and give him an update." Frankie turned to leave.

Jane went back to pacing while her mind was mulled over this new information. What possible connection could Maura and Yuri had? Jane's mind was spinning from all the possibilities. She paced back and forth at a frantic pace. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she almost didn't see the doctor walking towards the group. Everybody stood up and held their breath while waiting for him to speak. The look on his face was sullen as he removed his surgery cap and kneaded it in his hands.

"One bullet passed clean through Ms. Isles abdomen, but the second bullet ricocheted off of her hip and bounced around inside of her causing extensive damage to Ms. Isles internal organs. We did our best to repair as much as we could, but the damage was too extensive. I'm sorry to inform you, but Ms. Isles didn't survive the surgery." He said in a somber tone.

Jane's legs wobbled a bit as all the air was pushed out of her lungs. "Excuse me. What did you say?" She said in disbelief.

"Ms. Isles bled out during surgery and coded on the table. We were not able to revive her. She has died. My deepest sympathies."

Jane's legs gave out and everything went to black.

AN: I HOPE I DIDN'T PORTRAY JANE TOO MUCH OOC. I WAS TRYING TO CONVEY THAT GUILT AND PANIC WAS CAUSEING HER OUTBURST WHEN SHE GOT TO THE HOSPITAL. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. LOVE IT? HATE IT?