AN: Thanks so much for the lovely reviews on the last chapter. It made my morning to find them. I ran myself very short of time to get it written before going on holiday, and wanted to make sure you weren't left hanging all that time, hence why it was so short.

Jane leapt up "Frost, Korsak, car now, NOW".

Frost raised a quizzical eyebrow but grabbed his stuff and stood up.

Jane continued "Doyle says Maura will be there"

Korsak followed them at as fast a run as he could manage as Jane bounded out the door.

By the time Korsak got down to the garage Frost was in the drivers seat, and Jane was riding shotgun. He leaped in the backseat, closing the door as Frost started the car moving.

"Where are we off to Jane? And did you say Doyle?" he puffed

"Don't know Korsak. He just said Reedsdale Road entrance to Blue Hills Reservation and not to try and chase him. He hung up."

"so do you reckon he had Maura, or he found Maura, or someone gave him Maura?" Frost asked

"how would I know Frost?" Jane answered snappishly

Korsak added "Jane we want to see her back as bad as you do. Try not to grump. And, you don't think Doyle is playing us for any reason here? Wanting us out of the way or…."

Jane didn't want to consider that thought. In fact she hadn't even considered that thought. The only thought she had was how to get them there as fast as possible. A chill ran down her spine at the thought it was a hoax, and then she said, as much to reassure herself "Paddy might be a lot of things Korsak, but he loves his daughter. I can't see him ever using her disappearance as a pawn against us. I would say honor among thieves, but since we're on opposite sides that doesn't work. Anyway if it didn't involve Maura, I wouldn't trust Paddy, but since it does, we need to get there and make sure we're first to her. Can't ya go any faster Frost?"

Jane tried not to impatiently drum her fingers against the dash. She knew getting agitated in the seat wouldn't help Frost any, but sitting still waiting was hard.

As they passed through Milton, Jane started craning her neck anxiously peering out the windscreen at Reedsdale road.

Frost looked up quizzically. "Do you think he got the address wrong? I've realised we're hitting a T junction up ahead – I don't think there is a Reedsdale Road entrance to Blue Hills?"

Jane stared at him in a panic.

Korsak calmly suggested "look, Doyle may have been as stressed as us. Let's turn towards the reservation at the junction – he may have forgotten it is actually Randolph ave by the time you hit the reservation." He could sense Jane trying to contain her agitation in the front seat and hoped this was the case.

As Frost drove along Randolph Ave, they saw the low trees on the left hand side of the road. Jane suddenly shrieked "Left Frost, Left" and he saw a closed gate with a couple of small signs. He pulled through a gap across the oncoming traffic and as he brought the car to a stop, Jane leapt from the passenger seat and ran to enfold a small figure in a hug.

"Oh Maura, Maura" she murmured in to the top of Maura's head. She felt Maura shiver against her.

"Maura are you okay? Did they hurt you"

Maura hugged Jane tightly then pulled back to look at her. "No Jane. The facilities were a bit rudimentary but I was never at risk"

Jane looked confused "never at risk?"

"Paddy arranged my kidnapping for my own safety. But I talked him in to letting me go. It was a sweet gesture, but he can't keep me out of sight for months, I'd get far too bored", and she looked warmly at Jane "and I couldn't go without you for months".

Jane pressed her lips to Maura's forehead. "Oh Maur, I was so scared". She realised tears were running down her face and she discreetly rotated them slightly so she was facing away from the car. Though reminded herself maybe it didn't matter. Korsak and Frost were clearly trying to give them some space, but must be desperate to check in on Maura. She wiped her eyes and said

"c'mon, we better go show the guys you're okay. And let them check out your flash outfit"

Maura chuckled despite herself "Jane, I thought you said you had no interest in fashion, and yet..."

Jane smiled "Yet when my gorgeous clotheshorse is in a $20 pair of jeans and a purple pullover two sizes too big, I think even I can notice. You're still beautiful though. But I take it you didn't choose the clothes"

"Paddy sent one of his men to buy me something more comfortable than what I was wearing when they took me. And clean underwear. You really don't want to see the underwear. But clean polyester is clean I guess". Jane smiled as she saw Maura's involuntary shiver. And tried to avoid any further thoughts of Maura's underwear, reminding herself she had two colleagues standing metres away who must be desperate to hear what had been happening.

They walked over to Frost and Korsak and Maura smiled broadly and embraced them both warmly.

"Thank you for coming to get me"

Korsak looked her up and down "are you okay Maura?"

"yes, a bit tired and desperate to reassure everyone I am safe, but safe and well thank you"

Maura quickly explained Doyle's actions to them.

Korsak looked slightly bewildered before commenting "I guess you couldn't have been in much safer hands Maura, but goodness. A lot of people will be pleased to know you are safe and well. And we need to make better plans to keep you safe from now"

They hopped back in the car, Frost driving back to the precinct, Korsak discreetly grabbing the front seat, Jane smiling as she noticed he joked he called shotgun, but appreciated he was leaving them the chance to be in the back seat together.

Jane looked at Maura "do you want to go back to your place and change?" aware of how awkward Maura must feel in the completely misfitting outfit.

"Thank you Jane but no. I think I should go back to the lab and bag everything in case Cavanaugh thinks he needs it. Although I see no need to see this as a crime being committed, as I will not state he took me against my wishes"

"are you planning to lie to the court Dr Isles?" Jane feigned over the top astonishment

"not lie Jane, just indicate had he asked my consent I would have given it, therefore I don't believe there could be a crime. But until I have confirmed that with Cavanaugh I will treat this lovely ensemble as evidence. Once we have confirmed there is no investigation here we can donate it to a worthy cause."

"women with no fashion sense?"

"Haha Jane. I won't suggest we give it to you though, as I know you have your own inimitable sense of style. But I am sure someone will be pleased to have it. And I am pleased to know there is a hot shower and spare set of clothes waiting off my office. Now, call your family please".

Maura sat back, resting against the seat. Jane had Maura's left hand gripped tightly in her right hand, seeming not to want to let her out of her reach. Frost was driving and she could hear Korsak talking to, she presumed, Cavanaugh.

Jane called her Ma first so she had the excuse of needing to get off the phone to call Frankie once she had passed on the key news that Maura was safe. No further details at this time until they had discussed strategy with Cavanaugh. Frankie, knowing he was discreet, got the fuller version. And once that was done, she called Dean quickly, giving a quick rundown of the situation. He was also very pleased to hear that Maura's disappearance was only indirectly linked to the case.

….

Back at the BPD, Jane insisted that until they had formulated a plan, someone needed to accompany Maura everywhere, and as the female officer on team, it made more sense for her to sit outside Maura's shower door and keep her company, whilst she tidied herself up. She saw Korsak trying to suppress a wry smile beside her, and kicked his ankle, whilst glowering at him.

…

Maura got the giggles in the shower. "Goodness Jane. Needing to keep up this conversation to assure yourself I am here and safe behind the glass. Could you not just reassure yourself by watching my outline through the steam"

Jane coughed "I'm a professional Maur"

Maura continued giggling "I'm just not so used to a talkative Jane Rizzoli. Next you'll be sharing feelings or something as a way to fill the conversation, and I'll get to wondering if you have been replaced with an evil henchwoman whilst I had my eyes closed to shampoo. Although I am not sure anyone could do that voice the way you do it"

Jane smiled at Maura seeming so light-hearted "well if you keep Joking Dr Isles, I'll be thinking you got replaced by a cyborg. The real Maura Isles is still out there somewhere, and we have a cyborg which they accidentally programmed a sense of humour in to".

…..

They headed back up to the BRIC, Maura looking composed again in an elegant blouse and tailored trousers from her office supply, make up done, hair mostly dry. Cavanaugh invited them in to discuss the plans that the small team had made. Frankie was going to ensure a rumour spread amongst the uniforms that the search for Dr Isles was an embarrassing mistake between BPD and the Office of the Medical Examiner. Apparently Dr Isles had arranged a two day mini break, with Dr Popov for cover. Unfortunately the memo of her absence was not filed with the BPD, which was especially unfortunate as Dr Popov did not arrive as expected. Maura was horrified at the lie, but Jane could see the brilliance of the plan. Maura didn't need to lie herself, just state she could "neither confirm nor deny" when asked anything about it. If an official announcement was made to the BPD staff to explain her disappearance they risked publicity. But the uniforms would likely enjoy speculating on the no-show of Dr Popov and the embarrassment of the brass that they had set about on a woman-hunt whilst Dr Isles was off holidaying, wherever their imaginations took her.

Jane smirked "so long as none of them saw her enter the building in the $35 outfit. No one will believe she put herself in that willingly". Cavanaugh looked up "thank you Rizzoli, that will do. Now maybe it won't work, but we think this has a chance of keeping things quiet enough we don't tip off our perp that the FBI is aware of the pattern. Dean is hopeful. Moving on, security for Dr Isles needs to be improved. I am aware it was only a minute she was out of sight and we lost her, but it reasserts the need for constant vigilance. Korsak has suggested we get some uniforms down in the Morgue each day by offering enthusiastic uniforms the opportunity to spend a week at a time in the crime lab observing their work. They will get to accompany the ME to crime scenes in her vehicle, and we reckon we will get a few weeks worth at least of enthusiastic wannabe homicide detectives that volunteer. Outside of those shifts, we will have a plan to ensure Dr Isles isn't alone in the morgue. We will set up a computer for her with her files in BRIC if she wishes to work evenings. Out of hours autopsies will have a homicide detective or a uniform observing, depending on the case. Outside of work, I guess we need to talk about how much we can cover among this group, knowing that many of you do socialise with Dr Isles, or whether we need to expand the pool of staff in the know to provide a 24/7 roster."

Maura looked awkwardly at all of them "I am so sorry to be an inconvenience to you all."

Jane looked up "Maura, you are a good friend to all of us. This is what friends do. Many of us rather like your company anyway. Look how about I do this evening and tonight, and we get together tomorrow and draw up a draft for the week? I can do much of it, if Dr Isles is happy to have me stay at her place, and if I don't need to do any new cases that involve working at night"

Cavanaugh smiled "in the interim Rizzoli, I think you can be assigned our FBI liaison and off other active murder cases. How about we do that – you take Dr Isles home tonight, and we'll talk more tomorrow?".

…..

Maura sat on the couch, snugly tucked in to Jane's armpit

"Oh Jane, I am so pleased to be here. For one thing, I feel so much better having had a vegetable based dinner. Doyle's men didn't really see vegetables as key for a captive. And that is very unfortunate because given the lack of a chance to generate vitamin D due to lack of sunlight, and reduced opportunities to exercise, a healthy diet really is so important…"

"Oh Maur, I love you" Jane murmured "but I'm not sure Doyle's henchmen would be keen to read a treatise on healthy care of your kidnappee by Dr Isles. Although, I am wondering, you know how there is Stockholm syndrome, if the kidnappers were in fact stuck with you for six months, do you think you would have them eating vegetables by the end of it?"

"well, I have noticed some small changes in your behaviour when it comes to eating green things"

"yeah, but I might be motivated by hoping to get lucky" Jane smirked

"and you don't think I would have any appeal to Doyle's men?"

"C'mon Maur, you're way too classy for them. Anyway, let's go to bed" jane flushed heavily "I mean just to cuddle. I just want to lie with you and get a decent night's sleep." Maura looked at her and Jane stammered on "I mean I do want to do other things with you…ah sometime…but um when it is right….and you're not exhausted, and I have at least managed to take you on a date and…"

"Okay Sir Galahad. Lead me to the bedchamber, and keep my honour intact" Maura giggled.

Jane did a quick recheck of all the locks and security for the house and then followed Maura to Maura's bedroom. "I presumed I might be in your bed tonight?" she asked quietly "for, ah, security reasons"

Maura who was slipping in to her pyjamas smiled warmly "come be my security blanket detective".