Maura woke up. And she was actually comfortable. And she remembered every little detail of her dream. The arm around her waist tightened, and she tensed slightly, before recalling that too. She was with Jane. How much she would love to turn over and snuggle tighter against the rock- hard form that was her best friend encased Maura's mind briefly. And then she remembered that she had something she needed, and it would help Jane with the case.

Moving slowly, she reached across the short gap to her dresser, pulling open the top drawer. She knew she kept it in here, somewhere. Fishing around, Maura pulled out an older drawing pad, flipping to the center, where there were open pages. She then reached across for a pen. As she began sketching, the form behind her moved.

"Hey. What are you doing?" An arm braced on each side of her, and Maura could feel Jane's body pressed against her back, peering over her shoulder. The doctor shook her head slightly, focusing her attention on the piece before her. She erased and redrew the last section of the stairwell, shading in the bloody section. "Maur, what is that?"

"It has to do with her death." Her voice came out a low whisper, and she leaned back into Jane. Arms slid around her, tightening.

"Hey, I'm right here. You're okay."

"I know who's killing them." Jane's attention was grabbed by that, but tears had started migrating down Maura's cheeks. "You're going to think I'm insane."

"Maur, you are the sanest person I know. It can't sound that strange."

"Yes it can."

"No it can't." Maura turned, glaring at Jane, waiting. How could she word something like this? She didn't know how to tell the detective that shadows were killing their people. Or how to explain that the people were showing up aged.

"Their shadows are killing them." Jane was silent, for a very long time. Her eyes seemed to burn rhetorical holes in the paper that Maura had sketched on.

"I would ask what drugs you were on." Maura opened her mouth to answer none, when Jane shook her head, asking her to wait. "But I know you Maur. And I trust you. If you told me that shadows were killing people, then shadows are killing people." She leaned back, lacing her fingers behind her head as she did so. "Its just a little strange."

"I know. I didn't know what to believe when I saw it." Jane cocked an eyebrow.

"You saw it? You saw them die?" Maura shook her head, running a hand through her hair to pull it away from her face.

"Not exactly."

"Maura!"

"I saw them right before." That made Jane silent, and she waited. The doctor had to organize her own thoughts, before they could come out in the way she wanted them to. "You see, there is this place. And its where a person's shadow lives. And this shadow, when it gets angry, it can pull its person inside through a mirror, and then can kill them by jumping into the person. Jane, please don't think I'm nuts. I know it sounds really strange but-"

"Maur, how did you find this out?" The doctor chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, before shutting her eyes.

"Mine came for me yesterday." The moment of fear in Jane's eyes was quickly hidden, the tense in her arms only apparent to one who knew Jane as well, or better, than they knew themselves. Maura caught both movements, her own form tensing. She reached out, ran her fingers over the muscular forearm. "I'm still here, Jane. I'm okay."

"How."

"I shot the mirror?" The detective opened her mouth to retort, before laughing. Maura smiled slightly.

"Good one, Maur! That was actually funny!" She pushed a piece of hair that had fallen across the medical examiner's eyes away, gaze darkening. "But seriously. How were you not taken?"

"I... I met all conditions. So instead of a shadow, I met my Persona." Jane tilted her head, curious. But she remained silent. "Its like, a hidden piece of your soul that comes out and talks to you and stuff. She told me that I can only see her because I had met all conditions, and my shadow was sated. In a more round- a- bout way."

"What are your conditions?"

"I don't know. She couldn't tell me because it changes for every person and she didn't know mine. She said I would have to figure it out and that, at that moment they had been fulfilled." Jane nodded, understanding. It was something that Maura had found she could always count on; Jane's patience and understanding, especially when it came to her. The fact that Jane was trying to understand and comprehend something that Maura herself barely had a hold on made the doctor's heart swell. "Oh, shit."

"Maur, did you just curse?" The dorky smile on Jane's face made the ME blush, covering her face with her hands. "Maur, what happened? What did you figure out?"

"One of my conditions." The statement was muffled, and the detective reached up, pulling on the doctor's wrists to see her face.

"What is it?" Maura shook her head.

"You are definitely going to think I need to be admitted into an asylum."

"Maura Isles, you just told me that shadows are killing people by pulling them through mirrors." Jane began, raising her eyebrows. "You then told me that you met a piece of your soul that is called a persona, when all conditions are met. However, you have met your conditions once, and you don't even know what they are." Maura tried to look away, but Jane made her gaze stay focused. "You tell me that a shadow almost killed you. And I believe you. I will always believe you."

"But this is just plain weird." Jane exhaled, frustrated.

"Maur, you drew a house's stairwell, and told me it tied into the most recent death. I am planning to take this picture to Korzak, and tell him that it can help."

"Am I an anonymous source? I don't wish for him to blame any more of this on me, especially not with how scientifically ridiculous it all sounds." Jane's eyebrow twitched.

"Yes you will be anonymous, since he won't let you into the autopsy lab and your techs? They all suck!"

"Language, Jane!"

"Maura Isles, stop distracting me and tell me the condition!"

"You!"

The silence that followed was deafening, and Maura's hand shot up to her mouth. She hadn't meant for it to come out, and definitely not like that.

"Oh." Yea, that was how Maura felt too.

"Jane, I-"

"What do you need me to do?" Maura paused, thinking about the question. Asking Jane to jump her probably wouldn't go over so well with the detective, nor would asking the detective if she, Maura Isles, could jump her. So what did she really need? Yes, she wanted to tell Jane that she loved her, that she had for so long and just couldn't admit it to herself. But that wasn't what she needed. "I'd do anything to keep you safe, Maur."

"Just... stay with me. Please." Jane nodded, lacing her fingers around the doctor's waist once again, pulling her back down into the comforting shoulder.

"Anything." Her phone rang, and she reached for it, answering. "Rizzoli." Pause. "Korzak, really, I-" Maura's eyes flicked to the sketch pad, and then back to Jane. She nodded slightly. "Look, I got a clue about her." Another pause. "Its for me to know and you to not find out." Another pause, where Maura couldn't help but grin. "What part of Anonymous source do you not understand, Korzak?"