Sorry, it's a little later then the previous times but school caught up with me ;).

Hope you enjoy!


It was Friday 4 PM and they had nothing. Nothing to go from, nothing to look further into, nothing to give them hope to ever find out who did this to Olivia Harrington. The lab had found nothing out of the ordinary, the white powder on her face came from latex gloves. They didn't find anything in the swabs the M.E. took from the cuts on the victims face. The fabric that was imbedded in the raw flesh on her back came from her own bed in which she was found. The last of the neighbors they interviewed could not telling anything that could help them.

They had spend 3 days on digging through the complaints that were filled against her. They had interviewed a few people who were rather harsh in formulating their complaint but that didn't lead to anything. Cameron Dean, the victims best friend, had provided them with some names of ex-boyfriends, but they all had alibi's. The victim's boss couldn't contribute anything useful, they talked to the remaining staff in the ER, but honestly that had been a waste of time. Yesterday they had send out some officers to the neighborhood and let them talk to strangers if there was anything they had noticed, it wasn't a big surprise that they came back empty handed as well.

Jane buried her face into her hands and let out a sigh. She didn't know where to go from here.

"You okay Jane?" She knew if she would look up to her old partner she would see concern in his eyes, and behind that there would be the guilt that still was lingering. They never really talked about what happened in that basement. They both kind of avoid it when they would come close to the topic. She knew he still didn't forgave her for requesting another partner but he still had her back. He always would, but she needs to know that her partner trust her to have his. And after finding her broken on that floor she knew he couldn't trust her anymore.

"I'm fine Korsak." She glanced over to Korsak through her fingers and saw that she was right. "I just want us to find a magic lead so we can find the bastard who did this and we can put him behind bars."

"Want me to find us a magical unicorn at the same time?" She felt a little smile creep up when Frost chipped in. "Maybe if we stroke his magical horn we can free the world from any other crimes as well" Jane looked up to him and saw him giving her a little smile.

"The only thing the world needs to be freed from at this point, would be those dolls you keep on buying." Jane said pointing at the one that was standing on his desk. She saw Frost gasping and widening his eyes in faked offence.

"It's called an action figure. And I have you know they are highly collectable." Jane started a chuckle and she heard Korsak falling in with her. She starts shaking her head as she saw Frost picking up his 'action figure' and placing it a little further away from her as if she was going to take it away from him.

"Calm down Frost. She is not going to steal it away from you." Korsak said as he let out a last chuckle.

"You never know." Frost stated which earned him a eye-roll accompanied with a sigh from her. Jane opened her mouth to give Frost a quick comment but she didn't got the change.

"Rizzoli! My office." Cavanaugh's voice ripped through the room. Jane sighed and pushed herself to her feet. She started walking to Cavanaugh's office, on her way she passed the desk of her all time favorite colleague. She saw he opened his mouth to say something to her as she passed. Before he could pronounce anything she put up her hand to stop him.

"Save it Crowe." She said as she walked just passed him without giving him another look. "I reached my limit for stupid comments this week and we both know that whatever will come out of that mouth of yours will just push over it." She heard some chuckles from the other detectives as she entered the office. She saw that Cavanaugh was going through some papers and he didn't look happy. She wondered what she did wrong this time.

"You called me in here Sir?" Jane took a step closer to his desk so she was facing the man completely. Cavanaugh looked up to her and put away the papers he was going through.

"Yeah, how is the Harrington case coming along?" She saw that the eyes of the man had soften up a little. So she could determine that she was not in trouble at all, but that could all change when she would tell him about the case.

"Well, it's not going at all, to be honest." She saw the look on her boss's face change into a frown. "We got nothing to go from. The autopsy report didn't bring anything up, the talks with the neighbors were a dead end as was the info we got from her colleagues, we got nothing from her best friend and she didn't have any boyfriends or other friends that we could talk to. We couldn't find anything out of the ordinary in her phone records or in her finances." Jane knew she was rambling all of all the info, or better said lack of info, she had. She ran a frustrating hand through her hair as she finished. "So basically, we got nothing Sir." She looked over the her boss again and waited for what he was going to say.

"Okay Rizzoli. You can go. You are off call this weekend so you can let this case settle a little." Cavanaugh said as he stood up and walked over to his filing cabinet and pulled out some papers. "You will get 2 more days next week to work solely on this case. If by then you haven't found a lead or anything else for that matter, I will assign you a new case if one comes up." He went to sit behind his desk again and looked up to his star detective. "Can you live with that Rizzoli?" Jane knew she had to agree with this proposition, but deep down she wished he offered her some more time. She knew it was stupid, but it was the first case that wasn't going to get solved since she got back after Hoyt. She had a hard time accepting that. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was failing at some level.

"Yes, Sir. That is okay with me." Cavanaugh saw that Jane's shoulders had dropped a little.

"We can't solve them all Rizzoli" Jane noticed his voice got softer while he spoke to her. "As much as we want it and even how much work we put into them, sometimes we can't close them and bring justice for the victim." She knew to what he was referring and felt a sting of compassion ripple the her. Jane knew he never talked about losing his family and even less about the fact that he still blamed himself for it. She felt herself soften up at that realization.

" I know Sir, but it's just so damn frustrating." Jane looked down at her hands and saw she was rubbing her scars again. She found herself doing this more and more when she was nervous or not at ease. She dropped her hands quickly as she looked back up to the man sitting behind his desk. The young detective saw that he had noticed her movements and she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. She knew he wouldn't talk about it when he cleared his throat.

"I know Rizzoli. Get out of here and get some rest this weekend." He said waiving his hand in a gesture that dismissed her. Jane turned around to leave his office. "Oh and Rizzoli." Jane turned around and saw a little smirk on his face. She was in some trouble after all. "You might consider being a little more thoughtful with Dr. Isles." Jane couldn't hold in her sigh.

"Did Korsak talk to you?"

"No, he didn't. But just to let you know, you are not the only one who works on a Sunday. Now get out of here!" Jane felt busted. She walked over to her desk, ignoring Crowe completely as she passed him and sat down with a sigh. She felt Frost and Korsak looking at her.

"What did Cavanaugh want?" She looked over to Korsak and let out another sigh as she ran a hand through her hair.

"We get 2 days next week to find a good lead. If we don't find one we will get assigned another case if one comes up." She heard Frost let out a deep sigh and saw Korsak leaning back in his chair.

"Is Cavanaugh serious about this? We are going to give up that fast?" Jane heard the frustration in Frost's voice. Both Jane and Korsak looked at him.

"You can't look at it like that Kid. It's not like we are going to forget about the case if we don't find anything." Jane nodded in agreement with what Korsak was saying, but deep down she was feeling as frustrated as Frost was.

She couldn't get rid of that gut feeling that she was having ever since she was assigned to this case. She let her mind wander all over the case again. From the first moment she saw the body until now, trying to think what she could've missed this week.

"Jane?" She looked up to see her brother's worrying look on her.

"Oh, hey Frankie." She tries to compose herself again. "I was just thinking about the case we are working on." She feels his eyes on her, trying to read her. "What brings you up here Frankie." She tries to distract him with her questions and she knows that he noticed. She just hopes that she will get away with it, because she needs to put her own mind in order first before she can explain to anyone else what is going on in her head.

"Ma send me to talk to you." When she hears the sound mom, Jane can't do anything else then let out a groan and put her head on her desk in surrender. "Actually its more to remind you about some things" She hears the chuckle in his voice. She tilts her head to the side so she can look at him through her hair.

"Of what exactly do you need to remind me?" Jane said with a growl. She loved her ma, she really did, but the woman could get on Jane's nerves in no time, which made her act like a teenager again, even when she wasn't in the same building.

"Well first of all, and this is a direct quote, 'you need to learn how to pick up your damn phone otherwise she will find a way to get to you to make sure that you will never dodge her calls again'" Brother and sister chuckled at Frankie's imitation of their mother. "No kidding Jane, she did the whole putting-her-hands-to-her-hips-and-spin-thing." They shared a knowing look, whenever she did that they both knew she meant business.

"I could pick up once or twice when she calls next week." Jane says with a sigh as she lifts up her head from her desk and leans back in her chair. "What else do you need to remind me of?" She looks up to her brother and she sees him squirm a little. "Oh god, what is it?" In no time Jane is sitting up in her chair and feels a little panic.

"What? Why do you panic?" Frankie has taking a little step back and now she knows for sure it's going to be something that she isn't going to like.

"You were squirming Frankie and you just took a step back." She narrowed her eyes at him as she pointed out the facts. "I know you better then you think Frankie. You never squirm unless you have to do something you don't like." Jane saw that she was right as Frankie lowered his gaze. She felt a little smile creep up her face. God , she knew him so well. "C'mon Frankie, just spill it. I won't hold it against you."

"Well, you say that know," Her brother murmured.

"Oh c'mon Frankie, just spill it!" Jane said while she leaned back into her chair again.

"Well, you need to attend Sunday lunch this weekend." Jane let out the breath she didn't knew she was holding and shrugged. That wasn't too bad, she actually liked going to Sunday lunch at her parents' house. She heard Frankie clearing his throat, she looked up to him while he took a deep breath and blurred, "And ma is picking you up to go shopping tomorrow at 10, so you need to be ready on time." She felt a shock hit her and she saw fear in Frankie's eyes growing. She hated shopping with a passion, her mother knew this. Why would she force her to do this? She saw that the fear in Frankie's eyes had been replaced with relief since she wasn't attacking the messenger yet.

"I'm sorry Jane. I tried to talk her out of it but she wouldn't listen to me." She snorted at that statement. When her mother had made up her mind it was impossible to get her to change it.

"It's fine Frankie." Jane said mourning the loss of her free Saturday morning and probably most of her afternoon as well. "I will survive." Although she didn't know if that was completely true. She had been actively avoiding shopping with her ma since she was 15, but now and then it seems that she couldn't dodge the bullet.

"But hey, the good news is that T.J. is going to be there on Sunday." She smiled at Frankie, that was indeed good news. She loved her nephew and with his 2 years he was at an awesome age as he started exploring everything and they could toss him around already without being afraid of breaking him, so to speak. And most important, the kid was an awesome buffer when they were around her ma. Frankie and Jane felt relief every time Tommy brought the little one with him cause her ma's attention was going completely to her first grandchild and they were saved from answering questions that their ma found important.

"So you going to be okay?" Frankie said as he took a step closer to his sister.

"Yeah, I'm going to be fine." She said while she stood up and took her jacket her chair. "But I need a drink though." She pulled on her jacket and saw that Frost and Korsak were getting ready as well. "You joining us?"

"No, I can't, my shift starts in 15 minutes. I came straight up so I would be able to give ma's message to you" Frankie said while he gave his sister a playful punch on her shoulder.

"Well thanks for that." Jane snorted. "You better go and get ready." She gave him a push in the direction of the door. "And be careful Frankie, I don't want ma to nag about how it's my fault that you got hurt on the job." Jane said while he was walking away, he just lifted his arms to tell her that he heard her. She shook her head and let out a little chuckle. She looked over to Frost and Korsak if they were ready to go. She saw the smirk on Frost's face and knew he was going to say something about the conversation she just had with her brother.

"Seems like someone is going to have an awesome weekend." Frost said while he put on his jacket. Jane rolled her eyes and opened up a draw to take out her gun, badge and keys.

"Seems like someone is buying the first 2 rounds." She fires back at him. She hears Korsak laughing as Frost lifts his hands in innocence. "Take that as a yes." Jane says as she turns around and start walking to the elevator.

Jane knew Frost was joking and that she was going to hate the most part of her weekend, but maybe it was a good thing that her mom was going to take up a lot of attention, then maybe she could let the Harrington case settle a little and it wouldn't take over her whole weekend.