26 year old Keith Richards was a 'caretaker' at a local school and had dark hair along with brown eyes. He had refused at first to give his name whilst insisting that the parcel was for Detective Rizzoli but that had not helped him at all because Detective Vince Korsak had managed to discover the man's name rather quickly.
Agent Jackson entered the interrogation room with another male agent and both sat down in their seats with their back to the one way observation window/mirror. The second agent read out the details that he needed to for the recording before they started.
It was not long before the FBI agents had him confessing as to who sent him and more importantly… the address where Alessandra was apparently being held.
The FBI attempted to call Detective Jane Rizzoli to inform her of the information that they had found but it went to answer machine so they decided that they had no time to wait and instead a team were dispatched immediately to the location.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jane Rizzoli was lying on the floor with her hands tied together with cable ties and her chest moving rapidly.
Maura was slumped against the closet door, still struggling to regain her functions as she was clearly in shock.
On the floor near Jane was the dead body of Charles Hoyt, blood seeping from his cruel lips whilst his shirt was soaked in the same red substance due to the holes that the Detective had formed within his chest cavity.
Approximately one meter away from the two women was the deceased body of the fake security guard. The strong man was sprawled on the hospital floor with his gun within a few centimeters from his fingers.
Frost stepped forward and kicked the man's firearm away from him before kneeling down to check his pulse. Rather than checking that he was okay, he was checking that the accomplice was in fact dead and he found himself hoping he was.
Korsak moved to Jane's side to cut the cable ties away from her wrists in order to free her and Frost confirmed that the man was dead before also checking the disgusting serial killer that lay near Jane.
Detective Jane Clementine Rizzoli wasted no time in moving to her girlfriend's side without taking any notice of her bleeding wrists or any of her other injuries but instead concentrating solely on Maura.
Doctor Isles leant into the secure arms of her lover and found herself clinging to her as tightly as she possibly could. The effects of the taser as well as shock was wearing off and Maura found herself able to gain more control of her body and to take in her surroundings.
"I love you", Jane whispered softly towards her girlfriend as she held her close and subconsciously rocked her in a calming manner, "I love you so much".
The honey blonde woman looked up from her position in the woman's lap and cupped Jane's cheek weakly but lovingly, "I love you too Jane", she said softly.
Both male detectives were communicating with the FBI concerning the events that had occurred within the walls of the hospital room.
Jane knew that if the two male detectives had not been there in time then she would not have been alive. The two men had gone to the hospital as soon as Korsak had returned from the interrogation room as he had not stayed there for the interrogation of the delivery man used by Charles Hoyt. Neither of the men had a good feeling about their female colleagues going to see Hoyt on their own as both felt quite protective over them despite the knowledge that they could defend themselves if necessary.
Throughout the event Agent Summers had been in a small reception room with a colleague only a small distance from Hoyt's hospital room, she had been under the false impression that the two women were safe with the security guard watching over them but she was wrong.
The two agents were called in in order to deal with the aftermath and immediately began notifying the rest of their team.
Agent Jackson had left the accomplice at the Boston Police Department's station and instead opted to travel directly to the given location with his team.
Not many words were spoken on the way other than what were absolutely necessary and they were unaware of the layout of the building.
The agents got out of the two large black SUV's before making their way to the property and surrounding it.
The building was a log cabin, it was very isolated and surrounded by a large wooded area but it was not that far away from the lake where the little girl had been photographed and filmed at. It was slightly derelict but liveable.
Outside, around the back of the house was a few large logs surrounding what seemed to be a fire pit - the agents recognised it from the footage of the little girl that they had previously seen. They knew that the little one had been there.
To the side of the fire, a little distance away was a plank of wood that had been tied to swing in order to create a roughly made swing with frayed rope. A small bear was abandoned by the side of it.
There were empty beer cans on the floor, scattered around the yard along with a couple of empty water bottles. Etched in the dirt floor was a drawing of a little girl with curly hair and a woman who also seemed to have curly hair, at a quick glance it would appear as if a child had drawn herself with her mother but upon closer investigation it was clear that the woman was a member of law enforcement.
In front of the house there was evidence that multiple vehicles had been there and mixed in with the beer cans were remnants of cigarettes.
There were not any signs of life.
The wooden door was tried but it had been locked, instead of wasting time searching for a key, the door was kicked in by a heavy boot belonging to Agent Jackson himself. The door easily fell away and hit the floor with a loud bang.
As the door hit the floor, the sitting room was visible. Some of the agents entered whilst some remained outside, surrounding the home. Inside the room was a tattered old sofa which was dark in colour and had material torn from its frame with exposed foam on the side of the cushion. The sofa sat in front of a small bunny ear television which resided on a small table. The wooden floor was dirty and splinters were visible as they stuck up vertically from the cold floor. There was nothing welcoming nor homely about the room.
The kitchen was basic but dirty, it was clear that the wooden cupboards had once been carefully made and intricately carved but they were now dirty and broken. The floor was the a lino floor that was peeling at the sides with tears in the material, the lino was supposed to be white with black diamonds but was now a dirty and disgusting mix of grey and brown. A small dining table was at the side of the room with an empty mug and a dirty plate abandoned on top of it.
Upstairs, the bathroom continued the theme of the others in the way that it was dirty with broken fittings. Broken tiled littered the floor with dirt splattered upon its surface.
The bath was caked in scum and it was clear that the shower was broken as it had come away from the wall and been abandoned in the tub that clearly used to be white.
The sink was in a worse state than the bath as it had remnants of toothpaste that had been spat into the basin that also used to be a fresh shade of white. The soap on the side was a lump of dirty substance that had clearly been used multiple times by the various occupants. A small toothbrush was on the shelf, it was a small blue brush that had clearly been designed for a child, beside it was another although its owner was much harder to determine.
On the dirty tiled floor was a tattered, damp towel which seemed to have dark marks on it but it was apparent that it used to be a medium shade of blue. Beside it was another towel which seemed to be a ruby colour but was also dirty and tattered.
Among the mess of damp towels was also a set of pyjamas - a pair that were recognised from the photos taken by the Harmon family on Christmas Eve the previous year, the same set that was worn by little Alessandra Mai Harmon who was four years old at the time that she was abducted by the same monster that cruelly murdered her entire family and took her from everything that she had come to know.
Multiple signs were telling them that the little girl had been there; the proximity to the lake, the fire pit from the video, the bear, the handmade swing, the child's toothbrush and the pyjamas that they knew belonged to the missing child.
Yet there were no signs of life.
Two bedrooms were upstairs, both were double bedrooms but both were also a mess despite barely having anything within them. Clothing was tossed on the floor and the beds were not made. There was evidence of adults but no evidence of children in either of the bedrooms.
It was the basement that took the agents breaths away. The moment they stepped inside, it was clear to them that the room was much colder than the rest of the cabin or even outside. They could smell the damp air and after stepping down the unstable wooden steps, their feet hit the harsh dirt floor of the cellar. Only two agents had gone down into the basement whilst another two searched the house and the others remained outside.
They walked around the basement, carefully stepping towards the hole in the ground. They could see that there had been more holes but that the others had been filled in. Inside of the hole was a tattered small blanket along with a dirty ragdoll.
Agent Maria Lopez opted to get a closer look at the grave like hole in the ground that she had seen the child within on the video footage that they had been provided with. She cautiously jumped into the two feet deep hole, a rather shallow grave.
On the sides of the wall she took note of the childish drawings and writing that were etched into the dirt.
The same drawing of the child with what was assumed to be Detective Jane Rizzoli on the wall. They knew that there was a strong chance that the little one had seen photos of the woman due to the press conference that had been given along with various newspaper articles. One of which newspapers were torn and left on the floor in the basement.
Another drawing seemed to be of the Harmon family together. The two drawings were at each end of the grave.
The side walls held names. The names it seemed of each of the female victims that had been there. They were all written in various handwriting styles, it was clearly possible that each of the names were written by the person whose name it belonged to.
Lauren Shepard… Alexia Ponti… Katherine Delaney… Laura Vause… Marcia De Pablo… Lucille Murphy… Josslyn DiNozzo… Cecee Hunter… Elaina D'Anton… Jennifer Bishop… Thalia Haines… Eliza Day… Charlotte Kent… Jennifer Prentiss… Stephanie Hargitay… Delilah Tattum… Grace Nichols… Susie Croft…Kiri Alberto…
The problem was that only thirteen of the names matched bodies that they knew they had found.
As the female agent spoke her thoughts, notifying Agent Jackson of the missing women, their eyes went towards the floor of the basement and it was then that they knew that it was not just the child that had been kept in the dark, damp cellar.
They knew that the child had been there along with a multitude of victims.
Yet… there were no signs of life.
Whilst they were discovering the harsh reality of shallow graves within the basement, their colleagues were discovering a similar thing in the yard. Further back from the house were multiple rectangles of overturned earth, unmarked graves of women that had been brutally murdered at the hands of Charles Hoyt and his accomplices.
At the hospital, Jane was beginning to move to stand up and she offered her hand to Maura straight away.
"Jane", Maura said softly, carefully taking Jane's arm, "Your arms".
The dark haired woman shrugged lightly, "They're fine", she stated pulling them back as the other woman stood on unsteady legs.
Jane Rizzoli instinctively stabled her lover, holding her close. The bodies had been removed as they spoke.
It was quiet as the two women stood in the hospital room, the room where they both could have lost their lives.
Maura pulled back slightly in order to look her lover in the eye, "You need to get your wrists checked", she said softly, "In fact I think we both need to get checked out".
The Detective nodded reluctantly, "Okay", she agreed as she took hold of the shorter woman's hand.
It was then that a noise sounded, Jane whipped round to look behind her but found nothing there. Maura was looking in the same direction when they heard a cough coming from the wooden door in the white wall.
Instantly, Jane's arms let go of her lover as she rushed to the door, pulling at the handle and hoping it was unlocked. As the door was flung open the light flooded into the small closet room, killing the darkness that had once consumed it.
The room had once been a small supply closet but had not been used in quite a while, the shelves were now empty apart from a couple of empty plastic baskets.
On the floor, in the corner of the dark room was a little girl who was curled up and coughing. She curled up even tighter as the light suddenly burst into the room. She was shaking with fear and cold as she watched the tall, dark haired woman in the doorway.
"Maur', she's….", Jane Clementine Rizzoli was stunned and she paused, "She's here...she's alive".
Doctor Maura Isles moved to stand beside her lover and smiled brightly at the sight of the little girl in the corner of the room, her hand on her chest and tears in her eyes as she had wondered many times if she would ever get to see the child alive.
Jane knelt down on the floor, bringing herself down to the shaking child's height, "Hey", she said softly, "My name is Detective Jane Rizzoli and this is Doctor Maura Isles".
The little one did not move a single inch as the Italian woman edged closer to her, speaking softly and reassuringly.
Maura watched her with a small smile and tilted head as she observed her lover with the young girl.
Whilst the Doctor remained outside of the small closet room, Detective Rizzoli moved beside the little one, "It's going to be okay Allie", she said quietly as she wrapped her arms around her and gently tugged the girl into her lap.
Alessandra Mai Harmon only hesitated momentarily before she embraced the woman, although both Jane and Maura noticed instantly that the little girl only used one arm.
Jane remained seated on the hard floor, cradling the young girl to her chest with tear filled eyes. She was so relieved to have found the little girl alive and to be able to hold her in her arms overwhelmed her.
The Doctor slid down gradually to the floor so that she was on their level.
"Jane!", Frost called out as he entered the room, "They found the cabin but there was no sign of the….", he stopped speaking as he stood there looking at the sight that met him in the closet. He could not believe his eyes when he saw Jane leaning against the wall with the missing child in her arms, "...child", he finished his sentence.
Alessandra was attempting to hide against Jane, she had buried her face into the woman's curls and she was attempting to hide inside the Detective's jacket.
Jane moved in a protective motion to hold the little one closer and shield her slightly to make her feel safer and to counteract the sudden noise.
Maura smiled softly, looking up at him from her position on the floor, "You may want to call them back Detective Frost", she said gently.
The man was rather shocked at the sight of the missing girl and found himself nodding with a slight fish impression upon his face as he made his way out of the room.
Detective Rizzoli gradually stood up with the young girl in her arms and she stepped out of the closet as Maura also stood. Jane rocked slowly on the spot with the young girl as Maura Isles stepped closer to them, "Hello", she said softly as she reached out to stroke the girl's dirty cheek.
Alessandra flinched slightly but calmed rather quickly, allowing the physical contact from the kind looking honey blonde woman. Maura seemed quite happy that she was able to make that small connection.
Maura moved to open the door and the moment Jane stepped out of the room with the little one wrapped securely in her arms, they were met with shocked looks, smiles and whispers.
The missing child had been found.
Alessandra Mai Harmon was alive.
Jane did not want to be in that room for much longer than was necessary and she knew that Maura would feel the same but she also did not wish for the child to be in the room or even the small closet room any longer.
They were quickly led to a room in another part of the hospital that was set up for children, the bed was crisp and white with a softly coloured yellow blanket which were decorated with alphabet blocks in white. The walls were a lemon yellow colour and decorated with a border that was littered with children's toys. The blinds were white and so was the wooden furniture. There were a box of toys that resided in the corner with a couple of books on the side.
Detective Rizzoli attempted to carefully place the young girl on the bed with the aim to sit beside her but that failed when the little girl clung to her, refusing to let go. "It's okay", Jane said softly, "It's okay". "I'm not going to let go", she said softly as Maura stood nearby. Instead of attempting to put the young girl on the bed, she sat down herself whilst holding her close. She repositioned herself in order to lean back against the pillows as she cradled the little girl to her chest.
Maura Isles carefully sat at the end of the bed, watching the little girl.
A nurse stepped into the room, "I've just come to check over the little girl", she said softly, "My colleague will be in soon to check on the both of you".
Alessandra hid against Jane. "Her name is Alessandra", Maura said softly as Jane softly held the child to soothe her.
The nurse still stepped forward, "Hello Alessandra, my name is Mary and I'm your nurse", she said in a caring manner, "I need to check you over, okay?".
The girl's dark curly hair was matted and dirty, her clothing was the same small tattered set of pyjamas that she was wearing in the last video that they had been given. Her skin was clearly dry and dirty whilst her arm was being held at an awkward angle in front of her as she hid her face beneath Jane's mass of curls.
Alessandra was shaking slightly before she coughed violently, her body moving forcefully.
"Can I see your arm?", she questioned as she moved even closer, signalling to the arm that the child was cradling.
"Stop", Jane said quickly, putting her hand up to stop the nurse advancing.
The nurse nodded simply, "Okay, but I am going to have to check her".
The little girl was shaking her head slightly as Maura looked to the nurse, "Would you mind getting some water, please?", she asked politely.
Detective Rizzoli held the little girl close, "Allie", she said softly, "The nurse is here to make you feel better, okay?". Jane ran her finger down the little girl's cheek, as bright blue eyes looked up into hers, "She needs to check you over and make sure that your arm is okay", she said with a small reassuring smile, "So will you let the nurses and doctors help you now?".
Allie looked at her with fear in her eyes but she was silent.
"Will you let them help you?", Jane asked softly as she kept eye contact with the young girl.
"Doctor", she whispered very quietly.
Jane nodded, "That's right", she said softly, "We need to let them check out your arm and make sure that you're okay".
Alessandra shook her head as she repeated the same whisper but this time she put her hand out to Maura.
Maura bit her lip, "I…", she was about to say that she was not that kind of doctor but instead she gulped slightly before changing the course of her sentence, "Okay Allie, I'll check you over instead, would you like that?".
Detective Rizzoli smiled, seeming quite happy at her girlfriend's proposal.
The little girl seemed much more willing to cooperate with that idea and it was shown even more when she instantly presented her arm as it had been what the nurse had requested.
Jane smiled, "Good girl", she said softly.
Maura smiled and moved closer to gently take hold of her arm but the girl quickly withdrew it when the nurse returned to the room with a jug of fresh water along with a glass.
Once more the little girl was hiding against Jane Rizzoli, curled up and clinging to her.
"Thank you", Doctor Isles said gently as she stood to take the water from the woman and placed it on the side, "Would you be so kind as to bring me some supplies? Alessandra has agreed to allow me to examine her". "I am sure that you understand as she is very nervous and has been through a series of extremely traumatic events", the medically trained woman said with a professional air to the way she spoke.
The nurse attempted to protest but with one simple look from the Detective, she soon backed down and agreed with the Medical Examiner before leaving the room.
Maura sat back down on the soft bed beside her lover and the little girl, "It's okay Allie", she said softly, "May I see your arm?".
Alessandra paused as she looked towards the door but she presented her arm to the woman cautiously.
Maura smiled as she carefully took hold of the young girl's arm, "Thank you", she said softly.
Jane held her close and watched as her girlfriend ran her fingers over the child's arm. The girl flinched but did not remove her arm from the careful grip of the woman.
Maura was mumbling slightly to herself as she ran her hands down the girl's arm, she was cataloging aspects of the girl's arm and it made a small smile appear on the girl's face. The little girl had her head tilted slightly as she watched the woman in silence. "She needs an x-ray Jane", Doctor Isles said as she looked up at Jane.
Detective Rizzoli nodded as she watched the woman continue checking the girl over and the nurse returned to the room with a tray of various medical supplies on it, "I will leave this here for you ma'am".
"Thank you", Maura Isles replied with a polite and professional tone of voice which was much different to the soft, caring tone that she had spoken to the little girl in.
Once the nurse had again left the room, already having been informed as to who the two women were and so she knew that the honey blonde was medically trained and highly competent.
"Allie", she said softly, "Is it okay if I take a look at your chest?". The young girl had repeatedly coughed throughout the time since she had been rescued from the closet. Maura picked up the cup from the counter and offered the girl water.
Alessandra shook her head, "No", she said softly, "I...I don't want to go to sleep yet".
Maura frowned and Jane looked confused, then they both remembered the water bottle from the car and realised that she associated the clear liquid with sleeping. "It's okay Allie", Jane said softly, "This water won't make you sleep, it will just help your cough".
The curly haired child looked at the offered glass with slight mistrust but after a moment she reached out with her uninjured arm in order to take hold of it and with Maura's assistance she managed to take a sip of the freshly poured spring water.
"I'm going to have to test your blood next okay?", the woman said softly as she glanced towards the supplies beside them, knowing that the child would most likely panic if any other medical personnel were to attempt to get closer to her.
Alessandra was much calmer in the room with the door closed whilst it was only the Medical Examiner and Detective in with her. She looked at the supplies, following Maura's line of sight and she seemed to recognise what it was and what it meant so she put her uninjured arm out instantly and without hesitation.
Maura looked at the silent offer of the girl's arm and smiled softly before reaching for the gloves, "That's very good Allie", she said reassuringly.
Jane noticed a slight shake in her lover's hands as she pulled on the medical gloves, and she reached out to touch her hand, momentarily taking the hand from Alessandra, "You're doing great Maur'", she said softly, knowing that the woman was rather nervous to be practising on a live person and even more so on a young child. A young vulnerable and terrified child who had been through such harsh experiences.
The woman nodded briefly with a small smile before she prepared the necessary instruments and began to carefully extract the amount of blood needed for the tests, gradually filling the vials that had been left for her but without causing harm to the child. Despite the fact that she usually worked on the dead, Maura was very careful and gentle with the child.
"Now Allie", Maura said softly, "Do you remember that I said I would look at your chest?".
The only reply to the medically trained woman's question was a small nod and silence.
"Is it okay if I do that now?", Doctor Isles said with a smile as she picked up the stethoscope from the silver tray.
Again there was only a nod and not a single word was uttered from the child as she watched the woman warm up the metal disc with her hands.
Carefully, Maura leaned in so that she could lift up the child's pyjamas top and slip the end of the instrument beneath the material to press against her chest.
The little girl kept coughing every now and then which made the examination of her chest slightly easier as Maura was able to hear the internal sounds of the violent coughing. Occasionally Maura would instruct the young girl in what to do, so that she could examine the girl's chest thoroughly and Alessandra did not hesitate in doing exactly what she was told to do.
After a moment, Maura took the instrument away from the child and placed it onto the side, "I'm going to take these blood vials out to the nurse okay? Then we're going to take you down to get an x-ray on your arm so that we can make sure that it isn't broken okay?".
Each question prompted a small nod from the child but she did not utter a word in response.
"Maur'...", Jane said softly.
"She's going to need antibiotics and I'm going to suggest extra oxygen, at least for tonight", Maura said softly, knowing that her girlfriend would want an answer concerning the young girl's chest.
Jane looked a little relieved, "She's going to be okay…?".
Maura Isles nodded with a smile, "She's going to be just fine Jane".
The moment she heard that answer she pulled the little girl back into a tight embrace, relieved at the response that she had gotten from her lover and she held the child close to her chest.
"I don't believe that our necks will need attending to as they seem to be surface wounds but I am going to have bandage your wrists Jane", she said softly to the woman before pulling the necessary materials from the tray.
Jane did not object as her lover took hold of her wrists to cleanse and wrap the wounds caused by the cable ties. Alessandra watched with interest as they were carefully bandaged.
Once the two wrists were carefully wrapped in pristine white bandages, the little girl carefully lifted the only one she could reach up into the air, she lifted it as if it were the most expensive china that would break at any moment. Both women watched her with much interest as the child pouted her lips slightly to press a kiss to the surface of the wrapping, "All better", she said before burying back into the Italian woman.
Doctor Isles smiled softly upon watching the scene before standing up in order to take the tray out to the nurses desk that was right outside of the door, the children's ward was very small and private. It was the smallest children's ward that they had in the entire building and had been chosen for that very reason.
Jane was leaning back against the clean pillows whilst she held the girl in her arms, "I've been looking everywhere for you", she said softly to the small child.
Alessandra looked up at her, watching her with bright blue eyes.
She brushed a stray curl from the girl's dirty face, "I promise you", she started in a whisper, "I promise you that I will keep you safe from now on, nobody is ever going to hurt you ever again".
"But what if… what if Santa comes back?", the little one questioned with worry in the depths of her shining blue eyes.
The woman bit her lip softly, "He won't ever come back", she confirmed, "He's gone now and he will never hurt anyone ever again".
"Promise?", she asked softly, struggling to grasp the concept.
"I promise", Jane replied simply.
"Jane", Maura said softly after entering the room as quietly as physically possible, "It's time to take Allie down to get an x-ray done on her arm".
Jane nodded, "Okay", she said towards her girlfriend before looking down at the young child, "Okay Allie, it's time to go and get your x-ray done now okay? That way we can make sure that your arm is okay".
Alessandra nodded as the Detective lifted her up, it was clear to Maura that the woman intended on carrying her the whole way rather than putting her in a chair or taking her down in the bed.
Jane left the room cradling the child as she followed Maura. She refused any offer for a wheelchair and insisted on carrying the girl herself, she had promised to keep her safe and she was going to keep that promise. She had no intention on letting her go anytime soon.
Once they arrived in the room where the x-ray would take place, the technicians quickly realised that they would be unable to do anything without the Detective in the room with the child. They gave Jane the correct protective wear and permitted her to stand beside the table so that the child could be have her x-rays done. Jane kept hold of the girl's hand throughout the process whilst Maura watched from behind the protective shield along with the technicians.
Maura was able to look at the screen at the same time as the technicians and she saw the clear break in Alessandra's arm. She looked over to Jane and nodded her head in confirmation.
"You know what this means right?", the woman said to the little one.
Alessandra tilted her head in curiosity before shaking it in a negative manner.
Jane smirked, "This means you get an awesome cast in any colour you want and you can get people to draw on it as well as write messages all over it".
Maura laughed softly with amusement at her girlfriend's antics whilst the others smiled with their amusement as they too watched the Detective.
Upon the return to the little one's hospital room, Jane settled the little one in her lap once more and sat resting back against the head of the bed whilst her girlfriend arranged the materials and equipment needed for the casting of the rescued child's arm.
Maura was slightly nervous about it because she had not performed the task in a long time but she was the only member of the medical staff that the child (as well as Jane) seemed to permit near her.
"Which colour would you like for your cast?", Doctor Isles asked the child softly.
The little one looked at the range of colours that the nurse had brought in for them and seemed to examine them from a slight distance, "Red", she said softly.
Maura smiled, she was quite happy that she was able to help the young girl and even happier that she seemed to trust her. The child had been silent outside of the room or if another person was to walk in.
The FBI as well as the male detectives kept their distance and continued to wrap up the investigation, after all they did have a multitude of shallow graves to search at the property as well as evidence to catalogue.
"Then red it is", the woman replied with a smile.
"Red like the Sox", the child said quietly.
Jane found herself grinning at the little girl's comment, "You like the Red Sox too?", she asked despite already knowing the answer based on what was found in the family's home.
Alessandra's forehead scrunched slightly, "Of course", she replied simply, "Who doesn't?".
Her question was so innocent that it made both women in the room to laugh slightly which in turn confused the child slightly but she made no comment concerning their apparent amusement.
Maura gently cleansed the young girl's arm and it wasn't long before Alessandra's arm was carefully encased in a bright red cast which would protect her broken arm. The child was quite lucky as the break was clean and did not require any surgery to fix the positioning of the bones despite Maura's earlier concerns.
Maura continued to speak to the little girl throughout the process as she explained each and every action before she took it. Jane was slightly surprised at how well Maura was doing and how amazing her bedside manner truly was as the Medical Examiner always denied such a thing.
A knock sounded on the door and it made the little one jump visibly but within moments Jane was soothing her. Maura got up from the bed and stepped towards the door to open it.
The nurse had learned from her previous experiences in the room that she needed to keep her distance from the child because if she got too close then the child would become agitated and also because if she scared the child in any manner then he would face the wrath of the Detective who had taken it upon herself to protect the child from everything and anything. Of course the concept of facing the wrath of the Italian Detective was a rather frightening one for the young nurse.
"Doctor Isles, the blood tests have come back and have confirmed your suspicions", the nurse said politely, remaining beside the door and keeping her voice low, "There were high levels of Flunitrazepam found in her blood system, enough that it suggests long term useage of rather high doses".
Maura nodded, "Thank you", she said softly.
"Also the antibiotics along with fluids are set up on the IV pole and the oxygen has been set up too", the nurse informed the woman.
Doctor Isles nodded, "Thank you, I will see to that immediately".
Alessandra relaxed a little once the nurse had exited the room and quite comfortably curled up in the Detective's arms.
"Allie", Maura said softly as she sat on the bed as she began to explain the procedure that she would have to carry out and pulled the oxygen mask out ready.
The little girl was soon lying curled up against Jane, hooked up to the intravenous drip that contained antibiotics as well as much needed fluids and she had an oxygen mask over her face. Her cough was much calmer as she had been drinking more water and her breathing was helped a great deal by the extra levels of oxygen.
Maura pulled the blanket up to cover the little girl up before briefly leaving the room to call Angela in order to ask the Rizzoli matriarch to pick some things up for the child. She knew that Jane's mother would know exactly what the child needed and directed her to take the money from her desk to buy the things needed such as clothing, bathing products and whatever else the woman deemed necessary for the next few days.
When she reentered the room, she found her girlfriend fast asleep with her head resting on top of Alessandra's whilst the little girl leant hers on Jane's chest, listening to the woman's calming heart rate. Jane's arms were securely wrapped around the poorly dressed little girl and the little girl was mostly hidden by the blanket as well as Jane's jacket and her own hair. Through the mass of mangled curls was a small but dirty face of the little girl that they had spent over a year searching for.
Maura sighed as she looked at the two of them together. Alessandra had finally been found. She was safe. She was home.
A/N: So… she has been found! I had to slightly rewrite my plan as I accidently went off track with the last chapter but oh well! There may only be another 5 chapters left but we shall see as I originally planned for 50 but maybe 30 is enough? That will be decided upon the completion of the planned 30 as my plan was slightly… altered.
Sweetkid45 - Apologies for the cliffhanger but as I said… I made up for it. Thank you for all of your reviews.
Vbbneighbour - Thank you for reviewing! Woohoo! They have finally found her.
Courtneeyoung18 - Thank you for your reviews.
Linda. S. Allen - Thank you for your kind review. I rather liked writing his demise although it was hard putting those two fabulous women through all of that. Okay, I will probably have to flip a coin or just go with whichever I have the most inspiration for.
Scolton21 - So, did you get the clue correctly? The closet door! It was a slightly random thing to mention but then again it may have blended too well ;). Apologies for the torture and thank you for your review.
Guest - Thank you for wasting your time writing a review and for apparently reading 23 chapters of a story you seem to hate. Firstly, to address the 'technical issues' I would like to remind you it is a fan fiction story and not an academic paper. Secondly I would like to highlight that I write for my own entertainment because I enjoy it, if other people enjoy it then that is a bonus but if you feel accomplished by leaving negative (and non-constructive) reviews then you may wish to seek medical help as it can be sign of psychological distress.
TamTam86 - I was so glad to finally be able to write Alessandra's discovery and to write the reactions of both women to her. Thank you again for your review.