WARNING - TRIGGERS - MENTIONS OF RAPE
Once they were done with Jane's session Dr Fullman had asked Maura to come back into the room with her.
"Jane and Maura, both of you did great today, over the course of our sessions I would ultimately like to aim for both of you to be able to talk about what happened together. Usually I wouldn't do this, however because you both were involved and are married I think it is important to strive for that. As I can help you both heal individually, but I can't help you heal the pain and conflict which I can safely assume has begun to grow in your marriage".
Looking at both of the women listening intently to her, Maura nods in agreement as Jane looks away, almost ashamed, agreeing with the Dr's assumption.
"Do not feel ashamed, or embarrassed, It is quite normal that when a couple is attacked, feelings come to the surface that you might not necessarily know why and how you feel that way. But the first step is to talk about it, which you both have".
Rising from her seat and walking to the door Dr Fullman turns to both women "I will see you both same time again next week, and if you shall need me before then, please just give me a call". Pulling cards out of her left hand jacket pocket, giving both Jane and Maura one each as she gives them both a smile as they walk out of her office.
Once outside Maura turns to look at her wife. "Shall we go to lunch?"
"Erm, actually I'm planning on going to see Korsak" she can see the look of disappointment in the blonde's eyes. "Maybe we can grab a bite to eat afterwards?". Jane says nervously as not to hurt her wifes feelings.
"What do you need to see Korsak about, your still on leave for another 2 months?" It came out harsher than she meant it to be, her voice betraying how hurt she is feeling that Jane doesn't want to go to lunch with her.
Nervously shuffling her feet from side to side, the brunette is thinking about how she is going to respond. She really doesn't want to tell her the real reason why, but she wasn't going to lie to her either. "I wanted to see how our case was coming along".
Silence fills the air between the two women. It hasn't even occurred to Maura to ask or even to find out anything. "Oh, I shall drop you off then". Her tone sounds flat and emotionless.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, but I didn't want you to think about it, not until it was absolutely necessary". Jane says trying to reassure her.
The blonde's heart swelling with even more love for this woman in front of her. Still trying to save her from harm. "Oh Jane, you can't always protect me from everything", As soon as she said it she regretted it.
Jane steps back away from her, she can feel the anger and the self loathing rising. She was right of course, she couldn't protect her, she didn't protect her. Maura didn't mean anything by it and she knows this but she needs to walk away. Turning around to leave, she makes her way down the corridor moving further away from the blonde.
"Wait! Jane! Maura shouts after the fiery Italian. "that's not what I meant".
"I know Maura, I'll take a cab to The Dirty Robber, I'll see you later". She says over her shoulder.
The blonde was thinking of running after her but knows it will do no good. "Shit!" she says to no one in particular. She just hope Jane doesn't do anything stupid.
Before she walks into the Dirty Robber to meet Korsak, she makes sure her hood is up and her hair is covering her face. She has also brought her own pair of sunglasses as the ones the doctor gave her she doesn't like.
Entering the bar she can see it is busy enough that she will be left alone, and more importantly her mother will be too busy to come over and bother her.
Scanning the bar to look for Korsak she finds him sat down in one of the booths that he keeps reserved for staff at the back. Walking over to him she starts to feel nauseous, paranoia starts to kick in, feeling like all eyes are on her, the quicker she can leave the better.
The older man glances up from his paperwork and can see her coming, getting up and out of the booth, he gives her a big bear hug. "It's good to see you Jane". He says letting her go and sitting back down.
"Same here Vince" she says taking the seat opposite him. "Thanks for meeting me here and not at BPD, I don't think i'm ready to go there yet".
The seasoned detective could tell that she was nervous. "That's alright, I don't blame you, most of them are assholes there anyway", giving her a wink and a smile.
Relaxing more into the seat, she lets the nervousness past through her body. Slowly and carefully removing her sunglasses. If Korsak was shocked by seeing the scar on her face he didn't let his features betray it.
"So, how you been doing kiddo?" Knowing full well what she has been doing. Not eating enough and probably drinking too much.
"I'm ok, you know me" she gives him a weak smile whilst playing with the scars on the back of her hands.
Unfortunately he does know her, and he knows she's full of shit. But he also knows from experience not to push her too much. "And the Doc? She doing ok?"
"Yeah, we've both started seeing this councillor". Not really wanting to talk about it anymore she is hoping he will change the subject soon.
"What, you went willingly?" Letting out a deep belly laugh.
"Yeah, I know right" she says whilst laughing too.
The mood is lifted between the two detectives but only for a brief moment. Before an uncomfortable silence fills the space between them.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" He already knows what she wants.
Inhaling deeply she asks "I want to look at our case file?"
Trying to fight her is pointless but he is going to try anyway. "Jane, you know I can't do that, plus I'm not the only one working this case".
"What do you mean?" Looking at him confused.
"Come on Rizzoli, think about it". Staring intently at her until she understands what he has just said.
"SVU? Springfield?" She says letting out a big sigh. She knows that BPD don't investigate sexual assault cases unless there's murder involved. But the fact that someone else is investigating her case doesn't mean she has to like it one bit.
"Yep, they are investigating the assault on Maura, however, because you nearly died, we are allowed to work that part of the case. As its attempted murder of a cop". His voice is strong and determined.
"We should be the one working the whole case, NOT THEM" Her rising voice makes other patrons look towards their direction. Drawing the attention she didn't want to them.
Raising his hand towards the other patrons, Korsak signals that everything is fine. "We don't know how to investigate a case like this Rizzoli, and you know it, and besides I know the lead on the case. We go way back, you hurt one of us, you hurt us all"
Jane can tell that Korsak is trying not to get angry with her. He's just used his stern voice, which always makes her feel like she has just been told off by her father. "I know Korsak, I just wish I could do something"
The older detective let's out a sigh. He could keep arguing with her until he's blue in the face, but Jane is one stubborn lady. "Look Rizzoli, I'm trying to protect you here" Placing his hand on the brown folder on the table he slowly slides it towards her. "There are photos in that file that you don't want to see, but I've known you long enough that I know you'll some how get your hands on this anyway".
Grabbing the folder off him, she starts to pull it away but he stops her. "If I could take the photos out the case file I would, just promise me you won't torture yourself more than you already are".
Looking into his eyes, giving him a small smile he lets the brunette take the folder. "Thanks Korsak", she says as she starts to leave the bar. Leaving him wondering if he has made the right choice.
Maura knew as soon as Jane stormed off that she wouldn't be meeting her for lunch, instead she decided to call her mother. Entering the small but elegant cafe her eyes fall instantly on the finely dressed woman sat at the table by the window.
"Hello darling, you look well". Constance says as she kisses her daughter's cheek in the continental way.
Her relationship with her mother used to be strained but since dating and then marrying Jane she became more of the mother that Maura had always hoped she would be. "Hello Mother, thank you"
"So darling, how are things? She says taking a sip of her tea. "Or is that a ridiculous question to ask?"
"No mother it isn't, I'm seeing a counsellor" Maura was a lot like her mother than she thought. She was able to compartmentalise her feelings when the time needed. And she was so use to doing it when it came to her mother. That's why what her mother said next surprised her.
Softening her features and looking into Mauras eyes, Constance takes her daughters hands in her own and says "What happens when people open their hearts? They get better."
"Mother I didn't know you follow the works of Haruki Murakami? This is one of her favourite authors, Jane finds his books boring but she thinks they are wonderful.
This makes her feel warm inside that she has something in common with her daughter. "Nice to see I can still surprise you my dear" taking another sip of her tea "And Jane, how is she?"
"She too is seeing a counsellor, we are actually seeing the same one, and hopefully we will be able to talk to each other again". Playing with the cup and saucer in front of her not really in the mood for tea anymore.
Constance can detect the change in body language in her daughter. She knows she wasn't overtly affectionate with her growing up. And unfortunately Maura has inherited some of these traits from her. Although its subtle she can see it. "Oh darling, I'm sorry, you both went through such a horrible event, and no one will blame either of you for feeling this way. At least you're both doing the right thing".
Letting out a deep sigh she stops playing with the cup and saucer and looks into her mother's eyes. "It's ok mother, this is what we need, I love Jane so much and it hurts that I can't even let her touch me. And I know she loves me too, but since the attack something has rooted in us both and seeing a counsellor is the only way I think to save our marriage, as without it I think...No, I know the attack will drive us more apart".
Jane is at home in the guest house's kitchen, staring at the offensive folder on the worktop, This is a really bad idea Rizzoli she thought to herself. Reaching down to open the file she is still unsure if she is doing the right thing. Jolting her hand away as if the folder burns her skin she heads toward the fridge. I'm gonna need a beer. Opening the fridge door, she takes one of the well stocked beers, it feels cold and inviting against her skin. In one swift motion the cap is removed and half the contents already gone. Making her feel braver, she moves back towards the worktop, and starts pacing. Staring down the folder as if circling her prey. Taking the plunge she sits down in the chair, opening the file she starts to read the first page.
Victims Name: Jane Isles-Rizzoli
Age: 36
Occupation: Boston Police Detective
Description of Accident/Event: On March 16th, 2017, BPD and EMTs were dispatched after receiving a call at 18:47 from the cell of Dr Maura Rizzoli-Isles, stating that both women had been assaulted. When first responders arrived on the scene they found Jane Isles-Rizzoli bleeding and unconscious next to an unconscious Dr Maura Rizzoli-Isles. (See side notes)
The injuries sustained by Jane Isles-Rizzoli are listed as follows:- Fractured Skull, broken nose, fractured ribs on left side of torso, knife wound to abdomen which caused internal bleeding which needed to be repaired with emergency surgery. Also inflicted on the victim was mutilation of the face, a wound that stretched from the right eye down to the bottom of the face. (see photos)
Crime Techs processed the scene and found different areas of blood (see report).
Swallowing the lump that is forming in her throat she finds the Crime Tech report and wills herself to continue reading on.
Area: Upton Park
Dimensions: 1 acre
Description: Once on site there were three visible areas of what appeared to be blood. Samples were taken from all three sites. (see photos)
Site A
Two samples were recovered. Sample #5431 came back as unknown but is from a Male donor. Sample #5432 came back as Jane Rizzoli-Isles.
Site B
Two samples were recovered. Sample #5433 came back as Maura Isles-Rizzoli. Second sample recovered was seman. Sample #5434 came back unknown, however matches blood sample #5431.
Site C
Two samples were recovered. Sample #5435 came back as Maura Isles-Rizzoli. Sample #5436 came back as Jane Isles-Rizzoli.
Evidence Recovered:
#987-456 Black River Island clutch bag. Inside contents was a Sony mobile phone, keys, and a wallet, with I.D for Jane Rizzoli-Isles. Recovered at Site A.
#987-457 Cream Louis Vuitton clutch bag. Inside contents was keys, lip gloss, perfume and purse with I.D for Maura Isles-Rizzoli.
#987-458 Bloody Samsung mobile phone. Recovered from Site C.
Flashes of that night came back to her like a bad headache, churning her stomach making her feel nauseous. But she can't help torturing herself, so she carries on.
Victim: Maura Isles-Rizzoli
Age: 37
Occupation: Chief Medical Examiner Commonwealth of Massachusetts
Description of Accident/Event: Due to nature of sexual assault, Special Victims Unit in Springfield will be investigating.
Another flashback, but this time it was watching her wife being raped and she was powerless to stop it. She never made it to the photos, which is probably a good thing. Feeling the bile rising in the back of her throat, jumping up out of the chair and rushing into the toilet just in time to empty the contents of her stomach.
Maura has returned home after spending the afternoon with her mother having tea. She really wants to apologize to Jane for earlier. But she also wants to see if she is ok, as she knows her wife too well. That when she is upset or hurting she unfortunately always reaches for alcohol as a way of trying to numb the pain.
Making her way over to the guesthouse, she knocks on the front door and waits to hear a response. Nothing. So she knocks again, but this time she tries the door to see if it is unlocked. It Is. Opening the door and entering she shouts for her. "Jane! You in here?".
No response, although she thinks she can hear someone in the bathroom. Walking into the kitchen, something on the worktop counter catches her eye. What she sees makes her blood run cold.
Photos, horrible, frightening images of Jane's mutilated face. She can feel her chest tightening, as she struggles to control her breathing. It's like the room is closing in her. She has to get out, she has to leave. She runs from the guesthouse like her life depends on it, slamming the front door on the way out.
Coming out of the bathroom, Jane thought she heard the front door slam, but because she can't see anything has been disturbed she thinks nothing more of it. Closing the file on the counter, she turns on the TV to watch some baseball. Not realising that Maura is reliving her own personal nightmare, frightened, scared and all alone.
