Doctor Slucky meets them before they meet her body.

She stands by Maura and her phantom hand instinctively finds hers; she settles for her hands resting on Maura's shoulders.

"Thank you for taking time out to come down today Doctor Isles."

"I was planning to anyway Doctor, tell me about Jane."

"She showed some signs of changes, over the night," Doctor Slucky looks up from the clipboard, "Detective Rizzoli's brain activity took a sharp dive this morning and," Doctor Slucky looks back to his clipboard, "She has stabilized since but Doctor Isles," Doctor Slucky looks back up, "Maybe it's time to consider…" Doctor Slucky looks at Maura, she looks at Maura; Maura's really good at keeping a straight face, but Maura has her hand in her pocket, and she knows what that means.

I'm here Maura.

She offers and she knows that her offer's the problem.

"It's good that Jane has stabilized," Maura responds, "What is it that has to be considered?"

Doctor Slucky looks uncomfortable, and a nurse appears beside him - with papers. She knows they aren't discharge papers - different colours, but yet familiar colours.

"If her brain activity falls any lower Doctor Isles," Doctor Slucky starts, "We have to-" Doctor Slucky stops, and the nurse starts to look uncomfortable too.

Maura offers silence.

"We care for Detective Rizzoli Doctor Isles," Doctor Slucky smiles, "She's...unfortunately, a regular here."

Maura says nothing; she manages an uncomfortable laugh.

"We saw her through her various work incidents and mishaps, and we believe that she's a tough cookie but, she's a cookie nonetheless and," Doctor Slucky starts fiddling with his pen, "Doctor Isles," Doctor Slucky and the nurse both stand straighter up, "You might have to consider the possibility that Detective Rizzoli will end up like your mother," Doctor Slucky's shoulders fall, and the nurse has crinkled the once crisp papers.

Maura says nothing still; she says nothing either - none of her words matter.

Take care of my daughter, words Maura's biological father and Maura's adoptive mother - Paddy and Constance - had graced her.

Take care of my daughter, words Paddy had spoken before he got carted away into prison.

Take care of my daughter, I'm protective too Jane, Constance's last words to her - she had died from saving Maura from a car; and that's why Paddy decided to give himself up.

She had used it once, distastefully, Maura and her lack of affinity with cars as a reason to get Maura to let her drive as they were bickering. It didn't go well, the car ride nor the her actually getting to drive the car happening. Maura had since brought it up herself, and they've been careful since - yet not careful enough as it would seem.

"You would never have to get used to being alone again Maura," a line in her vow she had made to Maura before witnesses, "I'm never leaving you."

None of her words matter, so she doesn't try to diffuse the silence.

Maura still hasn't said anything.

"She's alright now, Detective Rizzoli is alright Doctor Isles, we're just, saying it's a possibility," the nurse sends a smile.

Maura takes her hands out of her pockets, and asks for the clipboard Doctor Slucky obligingly gives. Maura takes too the papers the nurse hands over - she remembers them now, the papers; today's not the day, but she's not any further from it either.

"I'll look these over and," Maura smiles, "You can call me Mrs Rizzoli-Isles too," Maura turns and steps into her hospital room.

She follows behind, saying nothing, offering nothing.

Doctor Slucky and the nurse walk away with a heavy sigh.