A/N: Written with SSA-rtune

As some of you know, my co-writer's mum passed away recently so we kind of put this on the back burner for a bit. I appreciate everyone's patience and on behalf of SSA-rtune, their kind words, thoughts, and prayers.

Dominique sat at the small table, watching the film she herself had taken on loop. She smiled as Jane appeared on screen, as she often did in the hours of footage that Dominique had shot. The smile turned to a frown as Doctor Isles appeared on screen, and while Dominique knew it was because of her position as the Chief Medical Examiner that she was there, she still felt the rage boiling just below the surface. It was apparent to anyone with half a brain these two women were more than just friends, and Dominique still had to work out how she was going to break them apart. It was merely an annoyance, but one she hadn't allowed for in her initial planning, and she hated when she had to adapt a perfectly good plan because of someone elses inability to recognize a situation and give inaccurate reports to her. She made a mental note to reprimand the person responsible for that part of the intelligence gathering.

Her head snapped up as she saw Jane's cruiser once again pull up at the site of the bombing out of the corner of her eye. Dominique spent a long time scouting for the right location, even before she had escaped. She needed somewhere that would enable her to watch, but without being evicted except for initial evacuations. This location had been perfect, since the apartment block backed on to the Mall, and while they had been asked to leave immediately after the blast, and some damage had occurred to some of the windows closest to the explosions. Residents in undamaged apartments had now been allowed back home, just as she had hoped. Dominique had given her statement to a uniformed officer that had come around touting for possible information, inwardly laughing at his oblivion as to whom he was talking to.

It had been easy to set up a camera to continually record while she had been away from the apartment. Dominique marvelled at the way technology allowed her to do this. While she hadn't been incarcerated for all that long, the advances were still considerable. Cameras so small they were hardly noticeable, recording directly on to hard drives that now held massive amounts of data storage. It was the stuff of dreams. Dominique couldn't help but feel pride in the fact she was hiding in plain sight, and she wondered what Jane would say if she were to know her current location. She felt a slight thrill at the thought. Jane; her nemesis, but also her lover to be.

Jane got out of her car and looked over at the rubble. She still couldn't wrap her head around the fact that a kid had caused all of this death and devastation. The reason that he had given for doing it didn't sit well with her, and she knew she was probably wasting her time coming back to the scene but she couldn't shake the feeling that they were missing something. She knew he did it, of that she had absolutely no doubt, but something was not adding up.

Approaching the clean up crews she looked around as a shiver went up her back. The feeling of being watched was a profound one in this landscape and she shook herself, knowing she was just being paranoid, the stress of the past three days getting the better of her. Jane also rationalized it was hardly surprising to feel like she was currently being watched, since media vans were still all around, hovering like vultures picking over a carcass, to report even the smallest detail. They seemed to be the only ones gaining anything from it all, and frankly, their lust for news made Jane feel sick to her stomach. Walking around, she tried to get a feel for this kid; what would really prompt him to do something like this? The planning that had gone into placing three separate devices and the devices themselves seemed a bit too sophisticated for a sixteen year old.

Kicking at some of the debris, she let her mind wander to Maura. She was still trying to reconcile her feelings about her, though the kiss in the ladies room that she had subjected Maura to spoke volumes about her feelings for her. Maura kept her balanced, but having her near while she was dealing with the emotional havoc Dominique and this case were having on her was dangerous. The overriding fear she felt about Maura getting caught in the cross fire again with Dominique scared her to death. When they had finally let each other go last night, Maura hadn't said a word to her, instead she had led her out of the ladies room and back to her desk to get her jacket and gun. With a nod toward Korsak they had left the precinct in a comfortable silence. She hadn't commented when they pulled up in front of Maura's house where she had again had allowed herself to be led by Maura. Her exhaustion had been complete and Maura had seemed to understand that Jane just couldn't talk about anything right then. Despite her weak protests Maura had taken Jane to her bed, not the guestroom, with her only intention being that Jane get some rest, and she had, in Maura's arms. For at least a few hours, there had been no nightmares, no bodies, no threat of Dominique, just Maura.

Sighing deeply Jane stopped and glanced around at the buildings that surrounded what remained of the mall. The blast had been significant and some of the surrounding buildings had been damaged by debris. It was only yesterday that residents had been allowed to return to their homes. Devastation and disruption; it had all the makings of a terrorist attack if Jane didn't know differently, and still, that worry she was missing something was gnawing away at her relentlessly, but she just couldn't figure out why, and it was starting to frustrate.

Letting her mind drift back to earlier this morning, Jane had woken more rested than she had in days and when she looked down at Maura, she was surprised to see Maura still sleeping nestled into her side gripping tightly to Jane's shirt. She had finally managed to extract herself from Maura's grasp and quietly gotten out of bed and gone to take a shower. When she came out, Maura was no longer in bed and the smell of coffee let Jane know exactly where she was. As they sat down for breakfast, Jane had tried to apologize for what she had done, for taking without asking, but Maura had placed a hand over hers and squeezed it tightly. No apologies or recriminations were needed, her smile said it all and when Jane had left for the bombing site it had been with the promise that they would speak later.

Jane went over her suspects statement in her head and she wondered if she hadn't missed something from the get go. Her heightened state before she went into the interview room might certainly have contributed to her missing something. Jane's gut was screaming at her to follow up with her suspect, even though both Korsak and Frost thought it was open and shut, and she had originally as well, but she knew, didn't just suspect, she knew, she was missing something, "But what?" Jane murmured out loud before she headed back to her car.

Jane pulled up in front of the precinct and headed toward the morgue first to check in with Maura. Watching the activity in the morgue she realized a lot of them had been working practically non stop since the bombing and they were still nowhere near done with identifications or cataloguing recovered body parts. Shaking her head at the thought she walked in and headed to Maura's office, nodding her head at one of the techs she had met at the scene a scant two days ago.

Jane's tentative knock made Maura look up. Smiling her eyes followed Jane as she took a seat on the couch. Jane's deep sigh prompting her to walk over.

"Are you okay" She hadn't been happy with Jane's decision to go back to the mall this morning but she knew that something was bothering her and after last night, she realized that she would do whatever it took to help her.

"I think I'm missing something Maura and I don't know what it is. The more I think about it, the more I realize that this kid can't have done all of this on his own." Jane allowed her frustration to show, knowing she could trust Maura to not comment except to try and help her through the confusion she was feeling.

"But Korsak said..."

"I know what Korsak said, hell I know what I said but something feels off. Yes, we found the evidence where the kid said it would be, and yes he is intellectually capable of putting it all together, but Maura..."

"I know, your intestines."

"My gut Maura," Jane smiled knowing that Maura had done that on purpose. "I know now I'm missing something, we're missing something."

"What do you want to do?" Maura knew that Jane already had something in mind.

"I want to watch the interview again but I want you to watch it too, you know, do that facial stuff you do." Jane flapped a hand out in front of her in a gesture that Maura was all too familiar with. It wasn't dismissive, more once again her frustration being shown.

"Facial Action Coding System, Jane," exasperation unwittingly apparent in her tone because she knew that Jane was fully aware of the system, Maura continued, "Are you sure?"

Jane ran a tired hand through her hair, "I don't know Maura but I am going to view that video again, and I would appreciate a fresh pair of eyes." She hadn't told Korsak her plan yet and she knew he was already processing their suspects paperwork, but she had to be sure.

"I'm gonna go talk to Korsak and let him know. Can you come up in say, twenty minutes?"

Maura looked at the files on her desk, some of which would keep for a little while and nodded.

"Twenty minutes." Jane pushed herself off the couch and rolled her shoulders. Her injured shoulder was feeling the strain of the past couple of days and she hadn't been back to therapy since the bombing. She stopped when she felt Maura grasp her hand. Turning back to her she looked at her questioningly "What?" The question wasn't harsh, just Jane sounding unsure.

"Breathe Jane, trust your instincts." Jane opened her mouth to respond and snapped it close again, surprise on her face at Maura's words. Maura's support meant a lot right now.

"Thanks Maur"

"Jane! Hey, get any rest last night?" Korsak looked up from his desk as she walked in.

"Yeah, I did, thanks for...well you know..." Suddenly embarrassed about the abrupt way she left the previous night she was grateful when he didn't ask any questions. Jane was also grateful that Maura had given Jane time to wash and freshen her face the previous night, so there was no sign that she had been crying.

"No worries, it's been a rough couple of days" Korsak raised an eyebrow, "what are you doing here anyway, I thought you were going back to our crime scene?"

"I did, I did...listen, something is not adding up in all this," watching him she continued, "I want to review the interview again"

"Jane..." Korsak sighed as he observed the telltale signs of a paranoid Jane. "We can't second guess ourselves now, we have this kid on tape admitting what he did, plus we have the evidence he handed to us, why would you think we're missing something?" He put down the papers he was reviewing and turned his full attention to her.

"All I'm saying is I want to review his interview again," Jane could tell he thought she was looking for something that wasn't there, "What can it hurt?"

Korsak sat there thoughtfully before replying, "You're right I guess, it can't. Frost should be here in a bit you want him to set you up in the interview room?"

Jane nodded before picking up their suspects file. "Please..." head down she missed the look that Korsak gave her as he shook his head.

Frost would be in before long, and hopefully once she watched the interview she would put this to rest. Korsak could see how tense she was and knew that it was more than just this case. Dominique's trail had grown cold after the shooting at the cemetery and Korsak didn't know how to help her deal with that unknown right now. He knew as well as Jane, that Dominique never rushed into anything and if she was biding her time it was because she knew she could hurt Jane more this way. The worries Korsak had the second he knew of Dominique being back in the picture were coming true, and he never wanted to be proved more wrong in his entire life than he did right now.

Frost peeked his head around the bullpen doors, and called over to Jane and Maura who had just arrived from the morgue. "Okay, it's all set. Its over an hour long so..."

"Thanks Frost, come on Maura." Jane lead the way before they took a seat in front of the view screen. Jane pressed play as the door closed.

Frost walked over to Korsak's desk and sat on one corner. "So why does she have the Doc watching?"

"Says she wants to see is Maura notices anything we may have missed using that facial cognitive thing she does."

"Facial Coding...hmmm...do you think they'll find anything?"

"Frost, honest to God, I don't know and I don't know what she expects to find, but something is bugging her and I just wonder if it has more to do with Dominique than with the bombing." The worried look on his face earned a sympathetic pat on the shoulder from Frost.

"Maybe she won't find anything."

"Yeah but what if she does?"

"There Maura..."

Maura watched the video and noticed the recognition on the suspects face when Jane had come in the room. She continued to watch and noticed his nervousness increase as Jane questioned him and pushed him, surprised when he blew up at her during the interview.

"He recognized you Jane and he got more and more nervous the longer you questioned him." Maura kept her voice level as she realized that Jane may be right, there did appear to be more to this.

"I know, I noticed that he seemed to recognize me but I ignored it at the time, I knew it wasn't just me." The triumph in her voice quickly refocused itself as she pulled the interview door open, and yelled out for Korsak and and Frost, whose heads snapped up when they heard the door slamming open against the wall. "Come on, get in here."

Korsak and Frost approached the room slowly, both shooting each other a look, both still unsure what Jane was seeing. They eventually got inside, and pulled the door closed again.

"Jane come on..."

"No Korsak watch, just watch..." Together they all watched as recognition crossed their suspects face when Jane walked in. "See..."

Korsak's raised hand interrupted her, "Jane, you're not exactly an unknown you know, he probably recognized you from the news or..."

"Come on Vince! He's a kid for christsakes, he would've said something don't you think? Besides look at him, look how nervous he gets, there's something else going on..." seeing the disbelief on his face she turned to Frost, "what about you, do you agree with him?"

Her tone made him cringe but he refused to look apologetic or weak, knowing Jane would hate that more than his honesty, "Look Jane I know you want to believe that it couldn't just be this kid who caused all this but..."

Jane looked from one to the other and back to the screen. They seemed so sure, could she be wrong? But Maura was so sure about the recognition, the nervousness, that the kid was hiding something; she knew it or did she? Between Dominique still at large and this case she didn't feel sure of her thoughts or emotions at all. It came down to whether she trusted Maura's system and Maura, or not.

Korsak watched the emotions that crossed Jane's face, and realized she was unsure of her own conclusions. Inwardly he cringed, and didn't want to be the one telling Jane he thought she was seeing something that wasn't really there, and if even she was questioning it, how could she expect them to believe it. The kid was guilty, they had the evidence. It was as open and shut a case as you could possibly get. Korsak was indulging Jane at this point, but he knew it wouldn't be long before he would have to put his foot down with her, something he wanted to avoid at all costs.

Maura interrupted the silence, "Ask him..."

"What?" Jane looked over at her unsure of what she meant.

"Ask him, I don't know, do a followup interview and just ask him." the matter of fact way she said it produced a small smile on Jane's face.

"Now that, is a good idea." looking at Korsak, she dared him to question it.

"Fine, but we do it together." Jane opened her mouth to object and realized this could work to her favor if he saw it himself, at the same time she realized that this was one of those rare occasions when Korsak didn't trust her judgment. Pissed, she realized that hadn't really happened since she was undercover and it hurt. It hurt that she had to prove herself to Korsak of all people.

"Michael, do you understand why we brought you back here." Korsak kept his voice even as he watched the young man shift in his seat. He saw his eyes darting back and forth between him and Jane but hadn't seen any sign of the recognition both Jane and Maura had seen. He was still convinced the kid only knew Jane from a TV report or some such shit.

"Sure you have more questions about what I did." He sat back, his body posture showing arrogance but his right hand kept tapping the side of his leg, they hadn't cuffed him to the bar along the back wall this time wanting him to trust them, a point Korsak had been very unhappy about.

Knowing he was all bluster, Jane got straight to the point, "Who hired you Michael?" Her voice was gentler than it had been the day before. She needed to get him comfortable talking to her.

"Hired me? Nobody hired me?"

"Are you sure Michael? How did you get the money to buy what you needed? You don't work, you go to school full time, and you say no one helped you." Watching as he continued to fidget, Jane smiled, "What aren't you telling us Michael?"

Korsak watched as Jane worked at getting their suspect to divulge more information. The kid wasn't budging. He decided to chip in. "Michael, when Detective Rizzoli came in yesterday, did you recognize her?"

"Nah, I don't know her"

Jane couldn't help but interject, "Why did you seem surprised to see me?"

"I wasn't!"

"You were Michael...we have your reaction on video...I made you nervous, why?"

The tapping on his leg increased as he looked at Korsak for assistance, finding none, he tried to stare Jane down.

She continued, "I'm making you nervous even now aren't I."

"I don't know what you're talking about," his voice was more shrill than it had been, eliciting a knowing smile from Jane. She was getting to him.

His voice filtered through the intercom in the other room and Maura turned to Frost, "He's not telling the truth at all."

Nodding to her he continued to watch as Jane asked him question after question. The more she asked the more confused the suspect got. His voice rose and fell depending on who was asking the questions and even though Korsak wasn't sure about it all, even he saw the signs of nervousness that their suspect was exhibiting.

Leaning in Jane moved in for the kill, "Do you really want to go to jail for murder? Especially if there was someone else involved? Come on Michael, we know you didn't do this yourself, I mean you're just a kid." she whispered.

He exploded out of his chair before Jane could move back, catching her in the face with his hands, "I'm not a kid!" he screeched.

"Dammit!" Jane ignored the blood pouring out of her nose as she grabbed him and sat him down forcibly. "Sit your ass down!" Korsak had jumped up and held him down while he quickly used his handcuffs and attached him to the back bar.

When he tried to get up again, Korsak slammed him back down. "Sit you little shit." Looking over at Jane he watched as she tried to stem the flow of blood from her nose. "Jane..."

"I know Korsak, point made." she stopped when she heard Michael mutter under his breath.

"What did you say?" she was shocked when she saw the fear in his eyes as he looked at her. Gone was the bravado and defiance.

"Never said you were a cop?" he mumbled.

"Who never said I was?" Jane thanked Korsak for the box of tissues he handed her from the small table in the corner of the room as she pressed their suspect for an answer.

"Nobody..." Michael looked down at the floor as he truly began to appreciate the trouble he was in. He was damned either way.

"Who Michael?" Jane was not going to let it go. She needed to know, had to know. Her instincts were screaming at her, she knew it wasn't just paranoia. "Michael I need a name." Seeing his expression she pressed him. "You've just assaulted a police officer on top of everything else...give...me...a name!"

"A guy named David, David Romero."

Jane watched him be escorted away from the interview room and jumped slightly when Maura placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Oh Jane...let me see please." With hands on either side, Maura ran her fingers along the ridge of Jane's nose. "Jane..."

"I know Maur...just fix it okay?" With a nod Maura realigned her nose patently ignoring the obscenities that she knew weren't directed at her.

"Better?"

"Yeah, so..." looking from Maura to Frost, whom she fixed with a slightly smug look, "there was something more to all this."

'You were right Jane." Frost could only chuckle as he looked at Jane's face, "What is that three times this past year."

"Shut up Frost... Maura?"

"Jane he was lying, quite blatantly and he certainly did recognize you."

"Well we both know that now don't we Korsak?" looking over at the older man she waited for him to agree.

"You want me to say I was wrong? Fine, there's more to this than we thought." Korsak walked over to his desk and wrote down the name they were given. "Now we need to find out who this person is."

Maura tilted her head as she realized they had all misunderstood her.

Ah…the plot thickens, as you all knew it would.

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