I Can Feel Your Heart Beat.
Rizzoli & Isles
Pairing: Jane Rizzoli/Maura Isles
Author: myIllusion
Rating: R for later chapters
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters-no copyright infringement intended.
Sorry this is a shorter chapter but I'll have a nice long one up by the weekend. Some of you were concerned about Phoebe so I didn't want to drag this out and make you wait to find out what happens.
Chapter XI "The Right Person "
Angela Rizzoli
I don't give a rats ass if Janie gets her knickers in a twist. I am tired of hearin' everything second handed. Frankie says she's stayin' at Maura's, takin care of some weird little teenager that looks like a Vampire and has some kinda special powers. But not "Blood Drinkin'" says Frankie. He says she can tell what ya feel. No, that's not it - she tells ya how ya feel. Well, I can do that. I can tell ya what to think too for that matter.
What nonsense. If Janie and Maura are watchin' out for some kid, I wanna see her and make sure they know what a teenager needs. Frankie says it's some kinda witness protection because they got another serial killer on the loose and he's after this poor kid. Well... Vampire or not, I'm a mother and neither of those two is - so they're goin' to need a little advice.
Angela was giving herself a pep talk on the drive over to Maura's house. She was almost there and was having second thoughts about showing up so early in the morning. The breakfast pie she made would be a good bribe to settle Janie down. Janie loved her breakfast pie and could only stay angry for a little while before she got sidetracked with a big fat slice. Well, it was six already maybe she would park in Maura's drive and wait a half an hour before knockin' on the door.
Maybe those two finally got over their little spat. She hoped so because Maura was the best thing that ever happened to Janie and she hoped that Janie would finally come to her senses and just admit that she loved Maura already. And tell her. God her daughter could be dense as a sack of rocks sometimes. Janie and Maura were the only ones who didn't know they were in love with each other. So, she decided if they hadn't figured it out yet she was goin' to tell them herself. After she got a look at this kid they were watchin' out for.
After turning off on Seymour St. she noticed a small figure, all in black, climbing out of the bushes from the yard of that house with the beautiful Oak tree. The leaves had turned really early on that tree. All those pretty yellows and golds were a whole month earlier than they ought to be. Angela wondered if it was some kinda warning. She always thought the older trees were wiser. That old Oak was getting ready for winter early this year because somthin' bad was comin' - she was sure. Long winter most likely and probably a colder one too. She shivered with the thought before refocusing her attention on that sneaking fellow.
What is that guy hidin' with the hood on that sweatshirt pulled up over his head like that? No, it was a girl Angela decided because of how she was walkin'. All in black. Black jeans, black boots, black sweatshirt...hmmm... didn't Frankie say that girl that Janie and Maura was watchin' was really fond of wearin' black? The kid was marchin' up the sidewalk like she was on some kinda mission. Angela decided to find out what she was doin' up so early and climbin' outta the bushes lookin' so sneaky? She had a feelin' that this kid was the kid she had drove all this way to meet.
Angela drove the car up ahead of the girl about a hundred feet and then pulled over to park. She got out of her car quickly, eased around to the other side and leaned against the passenger door. She hummed to herself while waiting for the girl to approach.
The girl was goin' to march right by her without even a "hey" or a nod. Angela was just about to say somthin' to her when the girl stopped dead in her tracks on the sidewalk. She pulled her hood off and looked straight at Angela. Vampire is a pretty good description Angela mused. She's got that pale white skin and a weird haircut with choppy angles and she's tiny. Her eyes are like pools of black oil and her hair is darker than Janie's. She's a pretty girl though and her eyes are kind.
"Hi honey are you okay?" Angela asked the child because she stood there staring at her with this funny look on her face. She kinda looked real intense and thoughtful but also a little hopeful too.
"Honestly? Do you really want to know the answer to that question?"
The kid was real straight forward. That was somthin' Angela rarely heard and she had an appreciation for people who were straight forward so she nodded at the girl and answered her question in the same manner.
"Of course I wanna know, I wouldn't ask if I didn't."
The kid nodded at her and then she smiled. A lopsided smile that was filled with humor and just adorable.
"Um... okay... I'm kinda in a bind. I have to get out of this neighborhood real fast because there's this crazy man who tried to kill me last night. I was staying with some real nice friends and he broke into the house and tried to hit me with a two by four... um... I ran out of the house so he would chase me cuz I didn't want him to hurt my friends.
The girl was ramblin' her sentences together and breathin' real fast but Angela was followin' her story so far. She nodded at the child and urged her to continue.
"Uh huh...keep goin', I'm followin' ya so far."
"Well... um... I got away from him and hid in that garden shed behind the bushes... but I don't wanna go back to my friends house because that guy is going to keep coming back until he gets me. I don't want him to hurt my friends... or Jo or Bass either."
That was the clincher for Angela when the girl mentioned Jo and Bass. This was Janie and Maura's teenager who was plannin' on slippin' away to keep them safe. Sigh. She took a big breath before she spoke with the child. She tried to convey as much warmth and sincerity into her voice as was possible. She really wanted this girl to trust her so she could get her home and safe.
"Okay honey. I tell ya what. Why don't you come with me? I'll get you out of this neighborhood in my car. We can go back to my house and talk about what you wanna do. How does that sound sweetie?"
The girl flashed that crooked smile before she softly said...
..."I'd like that...um... but I don't want to call the police. Not right away. Not until we find out if they caught him...maybe they caught him."
And there was a wispy sad sound in her voice that spoke volumes to Angela. The girl didn't really think the guy was caught but she so hoped it was so. It made Angela' heart squeeze tight.
"Okay honey, just hop in and we can talk on the way. What's your name sweetie? My name is Angela."
And she smiled at the child with all her heart. This kid is such a doll and the poor thing. Angela shuddered at the tale the girl just told. But the kids got spunk for sure. She's more worried about Janie and Maura than her own self. Janie and Maura are gonna be freakin' out. She was gonna have to be real careful how she handled this. She didn't wanna spook the kid into runnin' off again but she was gonna have to let Janie know about this somehow.
The girl smiled at her across the top of her car. Those eyes are so expressive Angela thought to herself. And old. The girls eyes look as though she is a hundred years old... and she's got a hundred years of goodness to go with them. Tears welled up in Angela's eyes just thinkin' about this child and what she went through.. and not just last night either... Angela knew with eyes like that you had to go through terrible stuff.
"Phoebe...my name is Phoebe."
"Okay Phoebe honey... lets go home...put your seat belt on."
Jane
The only thing that was keeping Maura from completely losing her mind right now was the note they found scrawled on the door of that old shack in the Hendersons yard.
Earlier in that same morning Jane had chased that bastard down the street but had to stop when she skidded on a piece of glass slicing her foot wide open. She had also been completely naked. Naked with a gun running through Maura's neighborhood screaming like a wild woman.
Jo Friday was going out of her mind outside Maura's bedroom door waking them both from a deep and peaceful sleep. When Jane opened the door she could hear noises downstairs, and coupled with Jo's howling, all she could think to do was grab her gun and run.
Phoebe was gone and Maura was devastated and practically paralyzed with fear for the girl. Jane was too but she had to keep her wits together; one of them had to. Officer Silva was found dead on the ground outside the unmarked police car. His skull was crushed but no murder weapon was left behind because the bastard had carried it into Maura's house with him. Silva had been alone on duty because the department needed his partner Jimmy Harris for a stakeout that evening.
"Fuck" Jane swore out loud when she looked at the old weathered door the note was scrawled on. This was a fucking God damn mess that kept growing in size and Jane felt a certain amount of panic setting in. Maura's neighborhood was swimming with cops going door to door to see if they might find Phoebe. Also to see if anyone had witnessed anything in the early morning.
The Hendersons had waved an officer over into their yard. They hadn't seen anything untoward, but noticed the door to their garden shed had been left open and that someone had scratched a message on the door. They were certain it hadn't been there before.
"I'll come back when it's safe for both of you." And below that a giant,
"P"
Phoebe had used a rusty nail to scratch the message onto the door. She rubbed dirt over the scratches to make it look like it was old and had been there for a while. The girl was smart. Anyone who looked at that would think it had been there for years and wouldn't really pay it any mind if they were looking for her in that shed. Jane could only hope that Phoebe did, in fact, escape cleanly and that bastard hadn't followed her to this hiding place.
Fully clothed with her foot bandaged and limping, she thanked the Hendersons and told Frankie to take a picture of the door. She wanted to show the image to Maura but it was also evidence. Not really part of the crime scene but Jane wanted everything documented from the events of this early morning of hell. There was definitely a crime scene at Maura's home and she hated every fucking part of her job in this very moment.
All she wanted to do was be with Maura... and Phoebe. The thought almost assaulted her. She couldn't believe how fast that incorrigible child had wormed her way into her heart, nor the panic stricken emotions she was trying to control so she could find the girl. Keeping herself icy calm was what made her good at her job. Always before she was able to rein in her anger, her passion and use these emotions as tools to drive her forward into a case. Now she felt fractured and torn and terrified because it felt so very personal. She admitted to herself right then. Phoebe was family. She was reacting to this as though it were Frankie, or her Ma, or Pop...or Maura.
With that realization she limped back down the street to comfort Maura.
Harold
Harold was livid. That wretched girl had gotten away and that crazy Detective had chased him through the streets stark naked. He had wanted to search for the child but could not take the chance with that insane naked cop running around with her gun screaming obscenities and waking the whole neighborhood up.
He sprinted back to his Subaru, which he had parked several blocks away and was glad of his precaution. He drove calmly through the streets so as not to draw attention to himself or his vehicle and headed to the safety of his storage facility.
He needed to get back on schedule. He could no longer take the risk of hunting the girl at the Medical Examiners home. He would ignore that problem for now and finish with his original timeline. He only had one more sacrifice to find for this current cycle and then he could lay low for awhile. Later, when things quieted down he would go back and find the girl.
To Be Continued
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