Jane pays her tab, and leaves the bar. She heads back to the precinct, and attempts to find Maura. As she waits for the elevator her partner approaches her. He looks at her, as the elevator doors open. She steps forward, and he gently grabs her arm.

"Wait," he insists.

She takes a step back, "If you want to keep your hand I suggest that you let go."

"Fine," he lets go, "but I want to talk."

"About what?" she questions.

"First of all, how long have you known?"

She feels her blood pressure rise, as she tries to settle her own nervous energy, "Known what?"

"That Maura is pregnant?"

"A few weeks, why?"

"Did you know?"

"Know what?"

"You didn't know," he shakes his head, in disbelief.

"Know what?"

"About Maura, and your brother."

"Know what about them? Barry, Maura told me that she's having Tommy's baby."

He scrunches his face, "She did what?"

"She told me that she was having Tommy's baby."

"Oh."

"What did you mean?"

"Nothing, never mind."

"Frost, what's going on?"

"You haven't noticed?"

"Noticed what? She left your brother broken hearted. He loves her."

"No, he doesn't."

"How would you know?"

"Because he told me."

"That doesn't seem like him."

"I confronted him."

"When?"

"I went over to Tommy's apartment, right after Maura told me."

"Jane, I think that you should talk to Maura."

"Ok," she heads towards the elevator.

"But you're not off the hook."

"Off the hook?" she asks from inside the elevator.

"I still want to talk to you."

"Ok," she agrees.

When she reaches her floor the elevator doors open, and she steps out. She pauses, when she sees Frankie, and Maura in the morgue. She sees her brother gesticulating, through the glass. Maura shakes her head. Frankie's face is red, with anger. Jane can't hear what they're saying. Maura attempts to walk away. He grabs her wrist. She whirls around, and pushes his hand away. She looks at him, in disgust. For some reason she looks up. She sees Jane. Jane sees her lips move. Frankie looks at Jane. He nods, and walks away.

He quickly leaves the room. He rushes past Jane. He pushes the elevator button in frustration, trying to flee the scene.

"Whoa! What was that all about?" Jane quizzes.

Frankie looks at her, anger written across his face, "I don't want to talk about it."

"What were you arguing with Maura, about?"

"Nothing," he clenches his jaw, and flares his nostrils.

"Nothing? That was something."

"Let it go. Just stay out of it, ok?"

"I can't. She's my best friend. You're my brother."

"Jane, for once in your life, could you just keep your nose out of other people's business."

"I could arrest you right now for assault and battery."

"You have got to be kidding me. She's fine."

"Really," Jane looks at Maura, through the glass, "Does she look fine?"

Frankie glances backwards, he finds Maura sitting behind a desk, crying.

"Just stay out of it. Give her some space, dammit!"

Jane walks away. She heads into the morgue. She finds Maura hiding behind a computer, sitting on an office chair. Jane approaches her, slowly, and cautiously.

"Are you ok?"

Maura sniffles, and wipes the tears off her cheeks, "No."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"Maura, tell me the truth. Why is he so upset with you? The two of you were having a pretty heated argument, about what?"

"What do you think?"

"He's pissed."

"Obviously."

"Because you slept with Tommy, and he thinks that Tommy is immature, and irresponsible. He doesn't think Tommy is good enough for you, or your kid."

"I... Jane I don't want to do this, not here. We can talk about this, later, when we're not at work. Ok?"

"Ok," Jane concedes, walking away.

When Jane arrives at Maura's her mother is cooking dinner, but Maura hasn't arrived yet. Jane takes a seat, in front of the island, on a barstool.

"Did you see what Maura wore to work, today?"

"I did."

"Frankie blew up at her, earlier."

"I know."

"You know?"

"He had some words with me, too."

"About what?"

"About knowing. He thought that I should have told him, because I am his mother, and he could understand why Maura might hide it, but for me, it is inexcusable."

"He feels out of the loop?"

"You really don't know, do you?"

"Know what?" Jane furrows her brow.

"Think about it."

"About what?"

"I figured it out, not long ago. I thought you would have too."

"Ma, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Do you really think that Maura would sleep with Tommy?"

"Why not? She's attracted to him. She told me that he tried to kiss her."

"I am sure that he did."

"What are you saying here?"