The waiting room was crowded with police officers. Some in uniform, some off duty, women, men, young, old. Most were staring up at the TV in the corner where it looked like a baseball game was being played.

She started to make her way through the crowd and was surprised when it parted for her. It was Frost who stood from his seat. "Here Doctor Isles. We're watching the game."

Maura wagered a guess, "The Red Sox?"

Korsak nodded, "They're in Seattle, so it just started. Lester's pitching, so we have a chance. But, God I hate late games."

Maura frowned, "I thought they were out of it."

Korsak rolled his eyes, "Nah, they're not outta it 'til the math says they are. First rule of being a Red Sox fan, s'okay to say it's over, but never think it." Korsak glanced over at Maura and hid a smile when he saw the doctor's expression. "Ya know, my mother hated baseball and my father loved it more than anything. What Ma realized after years and years was that she didn't have to love it like Pops did, just be able to watch it. And at some point, she even admitted to me that she came to appreciate the game."

Maura regarded Korsak for a minute, "That was a very polite way to tell me to be quiet and just watch the game."

Korsak inclined his head and looked back up at the game, "You are indeed a genius Doctor Isles."

Maura watched in the requested silence for a bit, "I should..."

Korsak stopped Maura's rise from the chair, "You're our family Maura, if that didn't get into your genius head the last time I said it. Stay."

As Korsak fell silent, suddenly the room sounded like a demented symphony as everyone's phones went off with different ring tones. And then everyone was leaving. Korsak started to speak to Maura, "I can..."

"Go... go."

And the waiting room was empty except for the voices of Don and Jerry. She realized that she missed the low level sound of the guys and gals watching the game just a little. That was weird, because usually she loved silence.

On the table next to her sat a map of MGH's campus. She picked it up and one landmark caught her eye. "The Chapel."

"All I have to do is kill you. I think."

Hercules pulled the chains that bound him to the cave's wall. All around them glittered gems and other priceless treasures. In one hand Gabrielle held a very pointy blue gem, and in the other a piece of parchment with writing on it. Hercules was trying to break the chains that held him, while Gabrielle just stood perfectly still.

Jane put a hand to her head, "Nope, too in media res for me. What the hell is going on?"

Aphrodite rolled her eyes, "Oh, right, now you come up with the smarts and now you want to take your time and get it all explained."

Jane stood next to the goddess, her arms across her chest and waited. And waited. Jane was good at waiting.

It was Aphrodite who lost the battle of wills, "Fine, fine. They made it through the trials. There was fire, water, a buncha rocks, a bunch more of pointy stick like things. But they got through it all, then Herc over there leaned against a wall and chains clamped onto his ankles and wrists."

Jane didn't look convinced, "Really?"

Aphrodite harrumphed, "Yes, really. Gabrielle found the scroll and stone. The scroll said that the stone and the one of two worlds, Herc's a demi-god, must become one and then all will be yours."

"Vague. Sorta sounds like she's supposed to stab him though."

Aphrodite looked over at Jane, "What would you do with it? If you could bring Maura back from the dead, but to do it, you had to kill Frost, or Korsak?" Jane didn't answer, "Another question. Why didn't you kill Hoyt?"

Jane put a hand against the wall of the cave, but didn't answer the question. "Look... Aphrodite, why, why am I dreaming about you."

Aphrodite looked insulted. "Remember the convo we had, not dreaming?"

Jane took a cleansing breath, "Fine, fine, why are we HERE? We can't Do. Anything. She'll kill him or not kill him. She'll be happy for the rest of her life, or sad, but it's already happened. So what's the point?"

Aphrodite tilted her head to one side, "Why do you think we're here? And what do you think the point is? Ooh, this part is good. Answer after."

Gabrielle stared at the parchment. "The whole point of this... thing is to give back life. It doesn't make a bit of sense to have to kill someone to get that. It doesn't."

"I'm all for not killing me."

"Shut up."

"Gabrielle."

Gabrielle laughed. "Great Artemis, of course." She looked Hercules right in the eyes, "Do not move."

"Gabrielle, what are you going to..."

Gabrielle approached Hercules and then the blue crystal was descending towards the demi-god, and then. With an explosion of not just blue, but red, and green, and purple and yellow and all the colors of the rainbow happened as the crystal hit the wall. And Hercules was covered with rainbow goo, but only for a moment, it all seemed to disappear into him and there was a blinding flash of pure white light.

A groan came from behind Gabrielle and she whirled. "X-" She didn't hesitate, but bowled the dark haired woman over as she tried to get to her feet.

They landed in a pile of coins of some sort, Gabrielle hugging the former warlord so hard oxygen couldn't get into her newly resurrected lungs. Xena coughed, "Gabs..."

"Oh..." She leaned farther into her soulmate and kissed her. Just like they had on that awful mountain, sans the water of course. And kissed her, and this time Xena didn't care if she ever got air into her lungs again.

Hercules cleared his throat, "Uh, guys, is someone going to get me out of these chains?"

Aphrodite looked over at Jane. "So, what's the point?"

"Appreciate what I have, before I have to go resurrecting... people?"

"Hotter."

Jane looked away from the happy scene in front of her. "That love transcends death?"

"Colder."

"There is no point, and this is just a crazy dream caused by some sort of horrible trauma." Aphrodite glowered at Jane who glowered back, "Aphrodite... Damnit."

"Listen." Jane made a face, but listened to Xena and Gabrielle.

"Love, this..."

Gabrielle put her fingers on Xena's lips. "I will love you forever, through time and in every world, I've said it, you've said it, and I mean it, but I just... trust me, there's more that you need to do in this world first."

Xena brushed her fingers against Gabrielle's cheek, "And if I choose to go back to Amphipolis, restart my mother's inn, never pick up a sword again?"

Gabrielle laughed, "Then the people will come to you. Hey, and," she gave Xena a shove, which produced a smile on the dark haired one's lips, "next time just let me save you instead of having to go through all this rigmarole? Hmmm..."

Xena kissed the tip of Gabrielle's nose and wrapped her arm around the shorter blonde's waist. "You really think that I deserve any of this? You? Being alive?"

"Yes."

"Damnit Xena, Gabrielle."

Xena bit her lip to keep from smirking. "Think we should help him?"

Gabrielle shrugged, "Or, we could kiss some more."

A low grumble came from the man chained to the wall and Xena chuckled, "He did sorta, well, get goo'd so I could come back to life."

"Fine, fine..."

Xena smiled and kissed the tip of Gabrielle's nose. "There'll be time for everything else later."

"There better be." She turned to the piles of stuff, "So, you'd think that there'd be a key somewhere in all of this, right?"

"So, what, I'm Xena and Maura's Gabrielle?"

Aphrodite pursed her lips, "Do you love her like that? You're friends, but X and Gabby, they're more than friends, they're soulmates, in a - I wanna screw your brains out way - not a hugging and watching each others' turtles way."

"Soulmates? God, I'm stuck in a sci fi book."

Aphrodite tilted her head from side to side, "Soulmate stuff is usually more like Fantasy."

Jane frowned, "Isn't that the same thing?"

Aphrodite hurfed, "You really think that The Lord of the Rings are Science Fiction books?"

Jane focused all her attention on Aphrodite. "You read?"

Another hurf from the one draped in pink, "I'm a goddess, not an idiot. His world building is legendary. Now, Dune, that could be both..." Aphrodite trailed off as she saw that Jane was focused on the two Greeks again. She cleared her throat, "Now we're about done."

"Wait." Jane put a hand on Aphrodite's shoulder. "Can you... Are you able to show me their... their future. If... I mean, even back here, when no one was in your business 24/7, and people could go live and be left alone, I mean. Hercules accepts them, but he wore lions on his head and stuff. This wasn't... uh..."

"Easy." Aphrodite looked at Jane out of the corner of her eye, "Jane, I'm the goddess of love. Not once have I seen a love that was easy last. Don't tell my brother,"

"Brother?"

"Ares. Every day that we love someone is a day we have to fight to keep that love. Great love, it's never easy. Trust me. Are you ready to go back. Or... I mean, there's two choices, one's hard. Go back, live. The other, I'll let you move on."

"Move on?"

"Die Jane Die."

"Oh."

Aphrodite looked one way, then the other. "Let's uh, I'm not supposed to do this, but let me show you something." Aphrodite snapped and they were in MGH's Chapel.

Jane knew that if she left via the door the gift shop would be right across the way. She gave half a glance at the beautiful stained glass window above the alter in the front. She'd never been able to enter the Chapel without looking up there. But she didn't look at anything else other than the woman that was alone at the very front of the Chapel on her knees. "Oh Maura."

Maura stared up at the beautiful glass. "I, I don't know how to do this really well God. Please forgive me for that. Whatever it is that you want, my life, Bass's life, my... my smarts or, whatever. Take it, please, just, help Jane to wake up and to be who she was - before." Maura paused, then stood and sat in a chair near the front. "Now, uh, now God I'm going to sit here in quiet reflection, because it is supposed to help reduce one's stress."

Jane chuckled, "Oh Maura..." She turned to Aphrodite. "Yes. I want to go back."

"It's gonna hurt like a mother..."

Jane held up her hands and wiggled her fingers. "Stabbed in the hands by a psycho who's sole purpose in life is to... get my attention, which he thinks of as flirting with me via acts of horrible violence. Little gunshot, wicked easy. I-" Jane swallowed, "I don't give into fear."

Aphrodite held her hands up. "You won't remember any of this... but..." She touched a spot in between Jane's breasts, "You will feel it in here."

Jane frowned, "What?"