FOG 4
Deanlu
Rizzoli and Isles are the property of TNT and Tess Gerritson. I have been remiss in posting due to the requirements of my job. I am sorry you have had to wait so long. I am hoping over my Christmas Vacation to get this story set and done. Until then here is another piece to whet your appetite.
"It's all been done according to your wishes. Rizzoli is quite alarmed. She disappeared for several hours today. Even her crew didn't know where she was located. I'm still trying to figure that out. The cameras are set within their home and working well. Is there anything else?" the orderly asked. Peter was looking out the nearby window not giving away that he was having a discussion with the man who was helping a patient who suffered from sudden state of unconsciousness.
"No, but I want the next surprise delivered within the next few days. I want Dr. Isles to die a slow agonizing death so she knows exactly how displeased I am with her for taking Jane away from me, but before I want her to feel fear. Real living terror so when the sound of the settling of a building or a door closes the good doctor feels it to center of her soul. If not for her, I would be with my love now doing such exquisitely pleasurable things." Peter whispered as he touched the window with his hand tracing the metal design within the glass, outside the cold grey world beckoned to him, just out of his reach, but even that would soon be rectified. The orderly moved the patient who was beginning to regain consciousness out of the room even as Peter continued to stare out the window. "Do you feel me Dr. Isles, death's cold grip slowly squeezing away your life? I'm coming Dr. Isles and death comes with me. I will win Jane in the end!"
Across Town as BPD…
"Ugh!" Jane felt the air whoosh out of her lungs as she came through the doors of BPD. Korsak and Frost continued forward with the suspect as Maura enveloped Jane in a vigorous skin tight hug. Jane's arms came around her wife's body as she leaned her head forward resting it on Maura's chestnut hair. She could feel her love shaking even as the medical examiner attempted to tighten her hold. Jane looked up to see amused and worried faces of her fellow officers watching them. "Maura? Maura, come on. Let's move to somewhere a little more private. Come on." Jane said as she eased Maura's firm grip from around her and guided the medical examiner into the café to a secluded corner. It wasn't until Jane got her wife seated and sat down next to her that she noticed the shaking frame and bowed head. Jane reached out gently grabbing Maura's chin and raising her head. The medical examiners face was swollen and red from crying. Jane gasped pulling Maura into a hug ignoring her minor aches and pains. Maura's pain tore Jane's heart. Maura's arms reached forward wrapping around Jane desperately even as she buried her head into Jane's dark ebony hair. "Shhh, it's okay Maura. I'm fine. It's okay."
"Oh God Jane, I caught the tail end of the report where they were showing the bus hit you. I couldn't get to the television fast enough. For a moment I thought you were gone. I thought I was alone." Maura cried harshly into the detective's shoulder desperate for the scent, touch of Jane Rizzoli to remind her that her wife was alive. Jane heard the clearing of a throat even as Maura sobbed in her arms. Jane looked up seeing her mother set down a cup of tea and soft, wet cloth along with tissues. She then gave Jane a sympathetic look and moved back behind the counter.
"Shhhh, it's alright. I'm here. I'm alive Maura. Calm down baby…calm down." Jane whispered as she comforted her wife. As much as she wanted to interrogate the suspect Jane knew he could wait, Maura couldn't. Jane continued to assuage and console the medical examiner until the sobs turned into soft sniffles and she felt the ever slightest touch of lips on her neck. "Come on, blow your nose and take a drink of tea." Maura raised her head following Jane's instructions. She then used dabbed the damp rag to fix the tear tracks on her face.
"How are you and no lies Jane?" Maura said as she watched the hesitant response from her lover. Jane sighed knowing she had to lay bare most, but not all the information.
"I'm sore, but alright. I will definitely need a massage tonight, if I can get that." Jane said using a tissue to fix Maura's makeup. She then kissed the doctor in reassurance. "I'm okay. Boston has some of the finest bus drivers around. He saw me at the corner chasing the suspect and applied the brakes in time. He did an awesome job. All's fine Maura. Are you okay now?" Jane asked still seeing a slight tremble in her wife's form.
"Yeah, it was just…everything has gone so well for a while now… when I saw you disappear under the bus…I was sure that the bottom dropped out suddenly." Maura whispered softly as she struggled to put her professional face on again. Not that her professional face was too different from how she was now, but it was enough that Maura at work and Maura at home could be distinguished very well. The doctor closed her eyes and took a deep breath centering herself. When she opened her eyes Dr. Maura Isles was back in control. "I want to check you over in a bit, but right now I know you want to talk to the suspect. So Detective Rizzoli, it's time for work." Maura went to rise and turned directly into Detective Ainsley. Immediately, Jane and Maura's hackles rose.
"Well, Detective Rizzoli survived I see. No tire tracks from our local transportation company." Ainsley sneered. He never acknowledged Maura, just looked past her toward Jane. Jane rose making sure no sign of pain or weakness showed. She pushed herself between Ainsley and Maura shielding the good doctor from the detective's attitude and presence.
"Ya know Ainsley, seems to me you have gained a few pounds. I bet if you had been chasing our perp he would have gotten away with no problem. Thank God you weren't." Jane mocked the detective. "Don't you think you should mind your own business and go have your lunch?" Jane could see Ainsley's disdain barely held in check. He leaned forward even as his partner headed in their direction and Korsak beside him having come to find Jane.
"Your type Rizzoli needs to be wiped off the map. You're a sin to all mankind. Mark my words this is not over. Watch your back Rizzoli cause when you least expect it…BANG" Ainsley whispered fiercely, but only enough for her to hear it. Jane had enough shoving Ainsley back.
"It will take more than you Ainsley to take me or Maura out. Laughferty, take your partner and get him away from me." Jane growled even as Vince stepped between the two detectives. The café had already started to form into two camps the larger one being on Maura and Jane's side.
"Sorry Jane, I'll take care of this." Laughferty said as he grabbed his partner and removed him from the café. Vince never turned his back on them until the two detectives had left the café. Jane fumed quietly, and then turned to check Maura. Instead of a worried visage she found her lover angrier than she'd ever seen.
"Jane, you're going to have to report this incident." Vince said softly. Jane shook her head.
"It's okay. I'll take care of it." Jane said cupping Maura's cheek. Maura looked up at Jane shaking her head.
"How the hell does someone like that become a protector of the people Jane? How the hell can he live with himself? Did you see? He didn't even acknowledge me. He just went straight after you! What the hell is his problem?" Maura raged on while Jane tried to calm her down. She was like a mother bear whose cub had just been attacked. It gave Jane this warm fuzzy feeling inside, but she'd never tell Maura. It wouldn't do to have the doctor know she was a softie, though she suspected that Maura already knew. Vine had started to chuckle as Jane got this dopey grin on her face. "What? Oh God, you two…get back to work detectives!" Maura said storming off toward the morgue. Jane now laughed alongside Vince.
"Really Jane, that was just so appropriate. She is a fierce momma bear. When you going to give her some kids?" Vince asked as they headed out of the café. Jane looked back quickly praying her mother hadn't heard the comment as she rushed Vince a little faster.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Bring my mother running? God Vince, comments like that turn on the grandmother jean in full force! I'm amazed she hasn't come running out of the café to find out what my answer is on it." Jane poked the elevator button glancing over her shoulder a couple more times until Vince and she were safely concealed behind the closed doors. It was quite for a few minutes until Jane sighed. "We've talked about it. After Isabella came into our lives it's been a constant niggling thought of us both. Especially when I think what could happen on the job. I'd like to know there's a reminder of me left for Maura to have by her side. I just am kind of scared. I think she is too because of the way she was raised." Jane looked over at Vince. "I don't know, but sooner rather than later I think." Jane said softly. Vince knew that admission took a lot from Jane. She knew that if either woman carried the child it would leave them vulnerable, but even more it meant Jane had more to lose. Jane was very aware she was a magnet for all the bad people in life, but to want to have a normal life was something she had never thought about until Maura arrived in her life. If Rizzoli was thinking about it then changes were in the air.
"Hey, you know Frost and I will take care of your kid like they were ours if something were to happen. You don't have to worry." Vince said grabbing her shoulder. For a moment something waivered in the back of Jane's eyes, something that caused Vince to want to ask another scarier question and then it was gone.
"Good to know. Now let's check out our little perp." Jane said as the elevator doors opened and they headed down to the interrogation rooms. They slid through a door to watch from behind the glass. There perp was in the room with an officer. He was nervous. He knees were bouncing and he kept gripping his hands together. His eyes flicked from the door to the two way glass frequently. "What have we got?" Jane asked Frost as she came inside. He was familiar to Jane for some reason.
"Terrence Fennessey, 29, Irish, lives in Southie, been in and out for petty theft and aggravated assault. He works at the Banshee Wails bar in Southie." Jane nodded and had a feeling she knew why he was following her.
"Shut off the video tape and leave. I want to talk to him alone." Jane said as she moved toward the door. Frost grabbed her by the shoulder.
"That's not procedure Jane. We won't be able to hold him if you do this." Frost said watching as she glanced at his hand. He removed it and looked back at her questioningly.
"I know. It's okay. Trust me." She said as she moved out into the hallway. She looked at the folder again and took a deep breath. She waited for Vince and Frost to move into the hallway. Vince had this weird look on his face. Jane entered the interrogation room and asked the officer to step outside. She took a seat as the door closed and looked at Terrance. "He told you to follow me." Not a question, but a statement of fact. Terrence nodded and looked toward the double glass. "No one's in there, I made sure everything is off for recording. Why you?" Jane asked determinedly. She had recognized the young man as the one that had tried to prevent her from entering the bar.
"Said I fucking owed you. You're a fucking cop and I owe you cause I was fucking doing my job. Fucking A. Anyway, ya got a problem. You're fucking being tailed. Dude in a fucking van. He didn't spot me, but he sure was watching you detective. You need to fucking let me out of here so I can fucking do my job." Terrence said gruffly in the only way a Southie knew how. Jane resolutely stared him down until he calmed somewhat.
"I'll have you released now. Go out the back. Officer Mendez will escort you out." Jane said rising from her seat.
"Rizzoli, you oughta know I don't like you. I'm doing this because he asked me too. No other reason. So don't think I care. This is about loyalty, nothing more." Terrence said as Jane turned to look at him.
"I wouldn't expect anything more or different. Watch your back Terrence. The guy we are tracking would kill you soon as look at you. Don't get caught again. Don't let anyone know you're doing this for me or him." Jane turned the handle of the door and left it open. "Officer Mendez, escort Terrence Fennessey out the back door please." The officer looked at her funny for a moment and the nodded. Vince and Frost looked shocked. "Come on, he has nothing to do with our case just a stupid bottom feeder looking for a score." Jane said and began walking down the hallway. But Vince had seen something and recalled something from his past. He definitely was going to get to the bottom of this later when they had beers.
"What the hell Jane? Come on, he ran away from us?" Frost began to argue as they headed back to the bull pen. Jane turned and glared at him.
"You never run from something when you are scared Frost? Let it go, we have bigger fish to fry. What have you got on Peter's shrink?" Jane asked as they entered the bull pen. A package set on her desk when she entered. She noticed the FEDEX nine by eleven envelop had her name on it. Frost growled a little about not taking advantage of a good lead, but pulled up the information on the Doctor examining Peter. Dr. Russo received his Bachelors and Masters from University of Michigan, Ann Arbor, and his doctorate from Harvard. He specializes in criminal psychology. He has been in practice for the last eighteen years. Jane continued to listen to Frost and read the file that had been set before her. Everything seemed above board, but something small niggled at the back of Jane's brain when she looked at the picture of the gentlemen. There was something she just couldn't recall at the back of her mind that made him familiar. They continued on with personnel that were attached to Bridgewater and had any contact with Peter. Nothing caused any alarm.
"Jane, let it go tonight. It's almost six. We need to head home and start fresh tomorrow. I think your lady's waiting." Vince whispered as he passed. Jane turned to see Maura waiting near the door expectantly. She glanced across the room toward Ainsley's desk. He wasn't there and Jane saw as a relieved breath escaped Maura's lips.
"All right, let's call it a night. We will be back here tomorrow morning." Jane grabbed her piece from the drawer and then a few other items.
"Ready to go?" Maura asked coming inside the bull pen now. Jane nodded and smiled as she pushed her chair into the desk. She shut her computer down and grabbed the FEDEX envelop to read at home along with the Doctor's file and a couple of others.
"Yeah, could use a slow evening." Jane said as she grabbed Maura's arm and they headed out together. Vince and Frost were right behind them as they headed into the parking lot. The evening rain had begun lowering temperatures and causing a misty fog to descend over the city. Across the street in a dark panel van a gentlemen watched the group descend the stairs and leave. He waited ten minutes letting the women get well ahead of him. He turned on the tracker and moved smoothly into traffic. He hummed as he drove following the two women.