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Jane scanned the room, moving the camera slowly. Maura's voice ghosted over the line again. "Did the Bomb Squad clear the entire house?"

"Yeah. They would have mentioned if they'd seen a human heart laying around somewhere, but we'll search anyway."

She glanced up and saw Frost coming back in the house, followed by the paramedics, and finally Dr. Pike. "Pike is here. This crime scene is getting ready to go to hell."

Maura chuckled. "Just make sure he follows procedure."

The doctor made his way to the body, and glanced up at the detective. "Are you going into directing now Detective?"

Raising an eyebrow, Jane moved the camera back to the body. Again Maura's voice came from the speaker on her phone. "She's showing me the body Dr. Pike."

The man scowled and began his own examination. "I do not need to be supervised like this. I am a forensic pathologist I have the credentials."

"This isn't supervision, this is a high profile case, and I am the Chief Medical Examiner."

"Who is on medical leave. This could be seen as an abuse of power. It's hardly professional."

"We'll have a discussion on what is and isn't professional later Dr. Pike." Maura scowled at the phone. Why was she once again getting into a petty argument with this man?

Her parents had left the kitchen to give her privacy to work, and she was thankful. The last thing she wanted was to take Pike down again with an audience. That wasn't professional, no matter how badly she wanted to tell the man what an incompetant ass he was. She heard him grumble. "This crime scene is a mess. There is no possible way for me to ascertain any sequence of events. No one should have entered this crime scene until I arrived."

"Bomb Squad had to clear it, and you were a half an hour late." Jane's voice interrupted, and Maura could imagine the look on the woman's face.

He grunted and turned back to the body. The camera moved as Jane backed up, "I've seen enough Jane." The feed cut and Maura took her phone off speaker and brought it to her ear. She could hear fumbling over the line, then Jane's voice.

"I'm going to process the rest of the house. I'll call you if we find anything new. Please will you try to take it easy for the rest of the day?"

Maura smiled even though Jane couldn't see it. "Yes dear. I'm going to call Susie and give her an update."

R&I

Jane found Korsak and Frost in the kitchen carefully going through a stack of papers and mail on the table. "Our victim's name is Victor Logan. Thirty-eight, not married, no kids."

Frost looked up from the stack of mail, "I'm running his name to see if he has any priors."

Nodding she picked at the papers on the table and sighed. "I've got uniforms searching the house and yard for our missing heart, but I just don't think they're going to find it."

"I checked the fridge." Korsak said, earning him a look from his partners. "What? You both know we have to check everything. I found a vic's severed arm in their refrigerator once. Perp thought he was being clever."

Shaking her head slightly, Jane couldn't help but smile a bit. "Your anecdotes never cease to amaze me Korsak."

The older man shrugged but smiled back. From the doorway, Officer Green cleared his throat. "Dr. Pike wanted me to tell you that he's ready to move the body."

Heading back toward the living room they watched the two backup morgue techs begin to move the body. Jane saw the square of paper that was under their vic immediately.

The two techs set the body gently on the body bag they had laid out on the floor. The detective carefully grabbed the edge of the bloodstained note and glanced up to her partners. "Looks like we have another love letter."

Frost handed her an evidence bag, "Can you read it?"

"Every where man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passions, his mistakes and weaknesses. I'll be seeing you detectives."

R&I

Maura stared at the cards in her hand and then across the table at her father's stone face. "I'll take two."

She wasn't expecting to be playing poker mid afternoon on a Thursday, least of all with her father. Her parents hadn't asked for details, but had made a move to make her relax instead of pouring over the case notes again. Now her mother was reading a book on the couch leaving her father to entertain and distract her.

Picking up the new cards presented to her, she pushed two pennies into the small pile between them. Her father raised an eyebrow. "Expensive hand?"

"Maybe." Jane had taught her how to play this game. Everything from the betting to the 'poker face'. She'd been intrigued by that idea, even though with her knowledge of the Facial Action Coding System it made the idea of a 'poker face' obsolete. Pointing this out to Jane caused the expected explosion of irritation that quickly turned into a rant she was unable to follow.

"Well this I have to see." He matched the bet and set his cards in front of him, showing two pair.

The full house she laid in front of her had him groaning and leaning back in his chair. "How did you get so good at this?"

Maura was stacking the pennies neatly, and glanced up at him. "Jane likes to play when she's bored."

"She taught you well, but this is coming out of your inheritance."

Maura chuckled at him, accepting the new hand he was dealing out. Her phone buzzed and she saw Jane's face pop up on her screen. She answered quickly. "Maura, he left another note."

"What did it say?" She listened to Jane repeat it.

"Do you know who said it?"

Unfortunately Maura didn't. "Ancient quotations aren't exactly my field of study."

Her father perked up, and the doctor flipped the phone to speaker asking Jane to repeat it again. "Democritus. A reminder to take care in your actions, so it doesn't come back to haunt you later."

Jane thanked him and Maura brought the phone back to her ear. "It kinda gets us nowhere, but at least we know the guy is a fan of Ancient Greece. The, 'I'll be seeing you detectives' has me worried. I think he's going to ground. If he does that we may never catch him."

"After Pike does his work I'll go over every word."

"I know Maura. Speaking of, I'm on my way to the morgue to hurry him up. I'll see you later."

She said goodbye and set the phone back down. "Thank you. This case is becoming very stressful."

"From what I can tell, Jane seems like a quite capable detective, and I know you are excellent at your job. The answers will come."

"I hope so. There's something different about this one."

Her phone ringing again caused her to sigh and drop her cards. This time the call was coming from the station. "Dr. Isles."

"How you work in this environment is beyond me."

"Excuse me?" Maura brow furrowed.

"Detective Rizzoli is down here demanding I start the autopsy when I have it scheduled for the morning. I will not be strong armed. This is no way to run a morgue."

"Why are you waiting until tomorrow to do the examination? This is an open case Dr. Pike."

"I will conduct this investigation as I see fit. Right now I'm in charge."

Maura had heard the term the straw that broke the camel's back, but had never understood it until now. Standing from her seat she took a deep breath. "I'm in charge Dr. Pike, on leave or not, and you will start the autopsy immediately."

"I will not. I have a schedule that I keep. It's far too late in the day. Goodbye Dr. Isles."

Staring at her phone, she worked very hard to control the anger that was welling up. Turning back to her father, she set the phone down carefully before she threw it. "Will you please warm up the car?"

He started to get up, asking, "Where are we going?"

"To work." Limping toward the stairs, she threw back over her shoulder. "It's time to take my morgue back."