We have Chapter 24 up and running, I'm thinking one or two more chapters… which would probably be the "Epilogue." There will be a bit of drama in this chapter from season 5 episode 8, putting my own spin on it. This is the longest chapter of this story. Once again, thank you all for your continuing reading and reviewing my stories, to my guest reviewer, you guys rock :-)...
Disclaimer: Rizzoli & Isles are not mines, sadly they belong to Tess Gerritsen and TNT, but mines to play with for now lol :-()….
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Chapter 24:
At the Dirty Robber:
It had been nearly three months since the newlyweds returned from their honeymoon and so far, life couldn't be better for them both! Maura had three more weeks left before she would take her maternity leave, and had chosen a new doctor that would take her place. Apparently the hospital administration trusted Dr. Isles-Rizzoli enough to select her replacement, which surprised Maura. However, Jane herself wasn't surprised and told her wife so due to seeing and hearing of Maura's treatment whenever volunteering at Frank Rizzoli's clinic.
Dr. Jack Armstrong seemed like a decent guy. Even though he wasn't a Dr. Maura Isles-Rizzoli, he was still good enough to fill in her shoes. Maura seemed to like him. She hung onto his every word and this had Jane amused. Her wife was like a cyborg at a tennis match while Jane and Jack were doing all the talking.
"Then, I realize my fly is open," Dr. Armstrong stated. "Having been through my whole presentation on the heart and its functions," he explained. "Now there's only four minutes left in class, because I was the last to go in. So, what do I do? Do I zip it up or do I leave it alone?"
Maura didn't say a word. She just sat, looking shocked out of her mind.
"I'm the new kid here, just transferred two weeks prior!" Jack continued, "and all those thoughts are swirling through my head and, I freeze." He threw his hands up in the air, causing Maura to jump a bit. "I just... go completely silent... Tick tock, tick tock for four minutes until the bell rings."
"And...and, then what?" Jane asked, wanting to know the end of his embarrassing story and glancing in Maura's direction, before bringing her eyes back on Jack. "Did they all file out with their eyes downcast, desperately avoiding eye contact?" Jane inquired.
"Let's just say I got a lot of dates that year!" Jack said, causing them all to laugh. "That's how I met my wife."
"Oh! That's so sweet!" Jane said teasingly, causing Dr. Armstrong to blush.
"Un, I'm gonna go get us… of course, I mean you and me, Jane, a refill." Jack stated standing to his feet still seemingly embarrassed over Jane's teasing, and walked over to the bar.
"Okay, thanks." Jane said waiting for Jack to leave. Once he was out of earshot, she smiled at Maura. "He's great!"
"You think so? It was either him or Dr. Pike." Maura whined, "and no one wants to work with Pike!"
"Yes! He's perfect to replace you while you're on maternity leave, Maur! Why are you so stiff?" Jane asked her sad looking wife. "Maura relax, okay? Are you tired, because we can go home and cuddle?" She suggested.
"Oh no, I'm fine! The... the baby's just very fidgety tonight… that's all." Maura stated, placing a hand on her swollen belly.
Jane reached over and began to rub the spot Maura just touched. True enough, she could feel the baby moving, then a sudden hard kick! The security specialist sighed, knowing it had to be uncomfortable for her wife. Perhaps they really should leave, so the doc could rest.
"Oh, what's happened?" Jack asked as he came back to the table, noticing Jane's hand on Maura's belly. "Everything okay?" While placing Jane's beer in front of her, both women see the worried look on his face.
"Peanut here is giving Mommy the blues." Jane replied while gently rubbing Maura's huge stomach to try and calm the baby.
"Hey, we can call it a night if you guys want," he offered. "It's been a long day and I'm sure your pretty tired, Dr. Isles-Rizzoli."
"Please, call me Maura and no, I'm fine, Jack." Maura politely declined. "But since we're telling funny stories... I have-" But Jane interrupted before she could finish.
"Really? You're gonna tell an embarrassing story about yourself?" Jane asked looking at Maura before turning to Dr. Armstrong. "Okay, this... this is a first!" Jane pointed a finger in her wife's direction, then taking a large swallow from her beer.
"No… but remember the time we went to the Adirondacks?" Maura asked Jane, who could only look at her wife dumbfounded.
"Don't… you dare…" Jane said in a tormented whisper, pleading with her eyes at her wife not to continue.
Unfortunately, Maura giggled and went on. "Jane and I had never tried it, so we went camping."
"Uh-huh." Jack hummed, looking confused.
Jane just smiled, looking embarrassed, and Maura laughed at her slight discomfort. "She really doesn't like this story!" Maura confessed as Jane embarrassingly played with her hair while finishing off her beer.
"Oh boy, would you look at the time?" Jane stated looking at her wristwatch, trying to save face. "Maura, it's past your bedtime darling." Jane said standing, helping Maura to her feet. "It's been a pleasure meeting you, Jack." Jane gave him a quick handshake before trying to lead Maura out the door.
"Good night, Dr. Armstrong!" Maura smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow at work."
"Okay, good night ladies! Please drive safety." He replied sincerely, standing to his feet as the two women left.
"That was very rude, Jane!" Maura scolded, definitely not too happy with her wife as she maneuvered herself in behind the wheel. Even though Jane only had two beers, Maura still drove home.
"Well, it was rude of you to try and tell an embarrassing story about me!" Jane whined, pouting like a child.
Maura laughed and couldn't help but think she looked adorable. "So, not funny?" This just made Maura laugh harder.
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Later that night:
Jane's phone rang as Maura was walking back into their bedroom from her shower. It was rather late for a caller; however, Jane still answered without looking at the Caller I.D. first.
"Rizzoli."
"Hello Jane." The brunette sighed as she recognized the voice, Detective Rafael Martinez.
"What do you want, Martinez?" Jane hissed, knowing that he must have another case he needed help with. Maura came to sit on the opposite side of their bed, listening to the one-sided conversation her wife was having with the Boston Police Detective.
"I need… need your help… in finding a missing person," he hesitantly explained. "They're a witness to a murder last night."
The security specialist pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Deep down, she already knew she wanted to help, but there was Maura and the baby to think about. "Did Pops tell you to ask me this?" she asked hotly.
"No, I took it upon myself to ask." Martinez confessed. "You have the best track record there is for finding people. And we could really use a new set of eyes."
Jane could feel Maura watching her the whole time, but she wouldn't make a decision until she talked it over with her wife first. "I'll call you back tomorrow, Martinez." The former detective reaffirmed. "I need to talk with Maura first before making any decision."
"Of course, I'll be looking forward to your call. Good night, Rizzoli." Then he hung up, and Jane put her phone away, and turned to her wife.
"He wants you to work on another case with him, doesn't he?" Maura asked tentatively.
"Well, not so much as work on a case… but to help them in find a missing person who witnessed a murder last night." Jane told her the truth and her heart sank as she watched the light die in her wife's eyes. "Come on Maura," she argued. "I won't do it, if you don't want to me to!"
"But you want to, it's written all over your face." Maura pointed out. "Plus, if I go against this, you'd be upset with me!"
"No, no I won't." Jane stated while walking around the bed and taking the doc's hands into her own. "You're my wife now and very soon to be the mother of my child." She emphasized by placing a hand on the sizable belly. "What you think counts in my book, baby! I won't go against that!" Jane said sincerely, kissing the edge of her wife's mouth.
Maura visibly relaxed into her wife arms, already making up her mind to let Jane help out with the search. This was Jane Rizzoli's work long before they had ever met that one night of a fundraiser for Child Leukemia for Mass General. What harm could there be in helping the police department find someone of importance?
"Do you think this could be dangerous?" Maura asked in a small voice, playing with her wife's long fingers and wedding band, unable to shake the bad, and uneasy feeling about all of this.
"What?! No! I will probably be working at the station all day, looking over evidence, and the crime scene photos… trying to reconstruct the murder." Jane explained as best as she could to her wife. "I'm sure there's no danger in that." She whispered before kissing Maura's neck, right behind her left ear, knowing that's her spot. This caused Maura to especially moan. "Besides, I promise to be careful, sweetheart!" Jane husked, placing open-mouthed kisses along her wife's soft neck. Stopping at her collarbone, the brunette began to lick and gently nibble on it.
"I'll hold you to that promise." Maura whispered before taking Jane's lips with her own and kissing her passionately.
She began feeling the slow throb growing between her legs and needed Jane to soothe it! Her tongue tangled hotly with her wife's as Jane's hands seemed to roam all over her, finding her bare soft skin not covered by her bathrobe! Jane held her tight as she continued to rain kisses all over her face while her hands gently massaged Maura's large belly.
Maura eased closer to Jane and whispered: "take me!" The tips of her nipples were beginning to heat up, and she intentionally brushed them against Jane's, bringing her breasts into contact with her own. The hitch in her breath let Maura know she'd made a hit!
Jane undressed her, then herself before moving back towards the bed. Maura shifted on her haunches to meet her halfway, reaching out, and taking hold of her wife's throbbing erection. Tilting her head back, the doctor stared into Jane's beautiful, darkening brown eyes for a long moment, working her over!
Something was passing between the two of them, and Jane felt it in the hands that were holding her as well as the midnight green eyes almost black with arousal, locking with her own. Maura leaned up and licked the side of Jane neck, causing her to groan! The strong hands gently reached out and pulled Maura as close as the pregnant belly would allow!
Maura felt the shiver pass through Jane's body and in response a slew of emotions flowed through her, nearly taking her breath away, and tears forming in her eyes. A need for her wife filled her to capacity and for a moment, Maura couldn't see Jane with her when she was in her eighties. She was alone!
At that thought, Maura went momentarily still as the tears leaked from her eyes. Where did that come from? Maura thought asJane captured her mouth again with her own and gently helped her to lie on her side, lowering her to the bed.
It was a bit difficult now for Maura to lay flat on her back with a sizable belly on top of her, so they had to make some changes to their positions as Jane come up behind her, lifting her leg over hers. However, Jane didn't enter her yet. In fact, she hesitated for a few moments.
~Flashback~
They had continued kissing for quite a while as their individual arousal continued to surge in intensity. Jane groaned in frustration as she yearned to roll her wife over, yet fought against her physical urgings since Maura could no longer comfortably lay on her back now that she had advanced from the second to third trimester.
Sensing her wife's growing arousal-inducing frustration, Dr. Isles-Rizzoli pulled back to regard the lustful, near black eyes. "Why don't we have intercourse with you entering me from behind?" Maura too, had a growing ache she'd been craving even before they starting making out this evening.
Jane averted her eyes as Maura was surprised at not hearing the usual complaining her wife normally did whenever the honey blonde used certain words that Jane didn't particularly find agreeable. Intercourse being one of them especially.
"Jane?" Maura tentatively inquired as the brunette turned over, facing away from the doctor. "Honey?"
Only silence responded and any indications of arousal seemed to have completely vanished in the brunette.
"Jane, what's wrong?" Maura softly touched the strong shoulder as the pregnant woman shifted closer. "Was it because I said the word: 'intercourse?'"
The dark, unruly curly hair shook as Jane remained silent.
"Then, what's wrong?" Maura insisted as she gently kissed the bare skin beneath her hand before softly touching her head to Jane's. "I can't understand what you won't explain to me."
"I-I know…" Jane's hoarse voice shook as well as her head. "And I swore that I wouldn't keep anything from you ever since…"
The doctor's hand reached around and embraced her wife's body as close as possible due to her swollen abdomen. "I know… as did I." Maura tenderly kissed her wife's neck; catching some dark curls in her caress. "However, something tells me this isn't necessarily a secret…"
While the nodding of Jane's head caused the doc's words to trail off, the brunette still didn't immediately respond. Hearing the concentrated and deep respirations in her wife, Maura also remained quiet as she recently learned that this particular trait was one of the security specialist's methods of thinking and attempts in formulating an explanation.
"I… I just…" Jane's voice shook as she attempted to voice her thoughts. "I jus… don't… like that. The Rear Position…" Another tremor traversed within the detective's shoulder, as if speaking that term in sexual position was among the most subversive of things she could say and think of.
"May I ask why?" Maura softly inquired after several moments lapsed between them and gently bestowing another kiss on Jane's neck. "Why don't you like that position?" Maura struggled to keep the sad, hurt feelings from her voice entirely. She didn't want Jane to feel guilt tripped or seduced into disclosing something she didn't want to. Nevertheless, it never failed to hurt her feelings whenever Jane wouldn't answer or respond to something she'd ask.
The brunette reluctantly moved as she failed to find the necessary words. Jane struggled to keep the tears from escaping her eyes; both in shame and most especially for making her wife feel hurt. "I-I'm sorry…" she started only to feel the doctor's arms lovingly tighten around her.
"It's all right, love." Maura soothingly kissed Jane's ear as tears seeped from the hazel, green eyes. "I'm mostly wondering why you seem so aversive to a position that would be so beneficial for us both!"
Jane heavily exhaled as one of her hands grasped one of Maura's. However, the security specialist didn't respond immediately and continued to take several deep breaths as she continued to sort out her feelings. "It's…" the brunette huffed out another sigh as her scarred hand squeezed the delicate one holding her. "It's likely gonna sound stupid…" the dark brown eyes hesitantly glanced over her shoulder at Maura. "And, it'll likely only end up hurting you more!"
Fresh tears sprang up from the dark eyes as Jane turned away in shame. This was one of those difficult moments where Jane Rizzoli didn't know where she stood on the male/female sides of the spectrum when it came to certain feelings and perspectives. Even though she already knew, deep down, Maura Isles fully accepted her- flaws and all, long before they got married, engaged; Jane Rizzoli continued to be haunted and plagued by her own feelings of inadequacy.
Damn you, Frank! The constant mental scream reverberated in Jane's thoughts as she squeezed her eyes tighter against the new onslaught of tears.
Maura's head gently pressed harder against her wife's as she placed her chin on the nearby shoulder while fighting against her own tears. No doubt this is one of the results of all the heartache Frank inflicted over those years and however many other abuses Jane's had to endure aside from him! The loving doctor thought as she comfortingly rubbed Jane's strong abdomen.
"Jane," Maura kissed the strong shoulder beneath her chin. "The only thing that would end up hurting me would be your refusing to tell me what's wrong, shutting me out, or why you feel the way you're feeling."
The scarred hand clasped in hers slackened slightly before retightening its grip. "It's…" Jane exhaled heavily, "it's just… just another one of those things that often have me un… unsure about certain things." The security specialist turned to look at Maura, somewhat afraid to see judgment or unnecessary pity.
However, the brown eyes only saw tenderness and love in her wife's hazel green ones. An expression of loving encouragement appeared in the doc's eyes and Jane sighed as she gradually turned onto her back. Bringing her wife's hand still grasped in hers upwards, the brunette kissed it before settling it on her upper chest before continuing.
"It's one of those things that…" Jane inhaled deeply. "One-one of those things… tha-that I'm not sure what's tru-truly of a male o-or female's mindset.
"I mean, what's from a woman's view… or feelings versus wha-what's from a guy's?" Jane kept her eyes averted from Maura's. "You know… I view myself as a woman, but obviously…" she gestured towards her lower body with her opposite hand, "biologically, I'm male. So… there's things that I'd find myself being…"
Maura leaned in and tenderly kissed Jane's lips. "I understand what you're trying to say." Their lips gently reunited in another kiss. "You don't care for that particular position because…"
"It's a guy type of thing to do," Jane interjected while averting her eyes again. "To me, it's a domineering kind of thing…. Like, like a guy has to overpower and dominate a woman!" The security specialist clenched her jaw as she wrestled with her own personal feelings.
"I can't…" the dark coffee colored eyes hesitantly met the doc's. "I can't take you… in any position that would cause me to…" Jane's eyes squeezed shut tightly as she re-clenched her jaw. "That would cause me to feel as if I were dominating you! I couldn't even handle the prospect of accidentally being domineering!"
Fresh tears also fell from Maura's eyes as her ears detected the faintest of whispers she felt Jane didn't want her to hear, yet came bursting out anyway.
"I can't become Frank!"
While she had anticipated certain encounters such as this one to occur throughout their relationship and subsequently their marriage, nothing could have truly prepared Maura for them entirely. The physician even started reading and studying various psychological journals in cases regarding Jane's unique physiology, but again, with cases as rare and unique as Jane Rizzoli's, the journals and research in general were extremely limited.
"Jane… honey," Maura softly caressed her wife's nearest cheek with her fingertips as the brunette struggled to regain ahold of herself. "It's not stupid…" she gently pressed her lips to the tanned cheek. "Seriously love, it's not stupid at all!"
Dr. Isles-Rizzoli tenderly lifted Jane's chin gently kissed her lips. "It's actually very thoughtful and respectful, my love!" She steadily, yet tenderly held Jane's gaze with her own, hoping to convey her earnest intent. "I can understand your perspective, sweetheart!"
They exchanged another kiss for several moments before their foreheads pressed together as they continued to softly regard each other for a long while. After their tears dried and several more kisses exchanged, Maura pressed a hand into the side of Jane's face.
"While I can understand your point-of-view," Maura's fingers gently rubbed her wife's temple. "Could you possibly try considering a perspective I have regarding the rear position?"
Jane simply nodded even though her eyes displayed continued hesitation.
Maura softly petted Jane's temple once more. "While I can see your view regarding that position being a form of domination, please try and consider what I often see when thinking of you taking me from behind…
"I see my strong, yet very sweet wife who's vowed to be my protector who's loving me." Maura softly kissed Jane in a long thorough caress. "You're not only covering my back, but my wife also has her hands out in front of me that can ward off any threat from that direction…"
The doc's voice trailed off as she recognized the expression in the security specialist's eyes and face. The delicate fingers traced Jane's temple downward to her cheek. "To me," Maura gently smiled as she continued, "you taking the rear position is among the most loving and very protective positional role you could take during intercourse… nowhere at all of the level considered domineering or dominating."
The bright hazel eyes burned with additional love as Maura leaned in for another kiss. "How could you be domineering or dominating while you're spooning me in a full body hug?"
Jane finally smiled with a small throaty chuckle as their lips reunited for another soul searing kiss.
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Maura took Jane's hand and brought to her lips, kissing her knuckles, which brought her wife back to the present. Jane slowly entered her this time, as if she was savoring the journey, as well as being careful to not hurt Maura. The last time they made love, Jane took her hard and fast, just as the doctor liked it, even nearly begging her hesitant wife to do so. Now, the slowness at present, it was nearly driving her mad. "Why?" Maura could only ask as shivers of arousal coursed through her while Jane's hardened flesh gradually moved within her.
Jane knew what she was asking and replied throatily. "There's no rush! We have plenty of time and I want to take things a little slow… draw it out, and make you scream my name!" Jane slowly smiled. "Scream my name lots of times!"
Maura could feel the hardness of her wife growing inside her and knew Jane intended to make some point. Being the skilled lover she was, she'd certainly succeed in making her do just that!
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Morning at the station:
"There were five 911 calls. One of them was reporting a gunshot while the others mainly focus on the victim," Martinez explained to Jane Rizzoli. "Nobody mentioned a shooter. We followed up with four of the callers, but didn't get any new information."
"What about the fifth?" Jane asked, looking over the crime scene photos displayed on the computer.
"Burner phone," Detective Martinez said disappointingly. "But we're still trying to track it. No luck so far."
"Yeah, and it appears you guys struck out on the incident reports, as well." She said absently while closing a file.
"I called the husband right away," Martinez replied. "When he didn't get back to me, I got a warrant for his credit cards. Turns out he checked into the Merrimac Hotel last night."
"The one Downtown?"
"Yep, but get this! We sent some units over to get him and he was dead with a gunshot wound to his right eye." Rafael told her. "Shot through the peephole!"
"Well, we know this isn't some random robbery. Or perhaps it was some divorce the hard way, so he checked into the hotel to give himself an alibi. Only thing is that didn't work out the way he thought." Jane thought aloud and briefly fell silent before speaking again. "I need to go see the crime scene and I'm going to call Frost in," Jane stated before standing up and gathering her things. "He can help shine some light on this case."
"That's fine," Detective Martinez spoke while following her out the door. "I don't see why you guys quit the force. You guys were great cops!"
"I have my reasons for leaving the force!" Jane said in a grumpy tone after some silence. "As does Frost! Neither of which is none of your business!" The security specialist was already in the process of calling Frost on her cell phone to meet them at the station.
Martinez didn't say another word. He didn't want to upset the brunette any further as they get into an unmarked and drove away.
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In the alley of the crime scene:
"Purse was over there?" Jane asked, pointing to an area not far from them.
"Yeah, about 30 feet from the victim." Martinez confirmed with a nod.
"Well, maybe he dropped it when he realized there was a witness." Jane theorized as she glanced in another direction.
"He had a gun Jane. If she'd been close, he'd have shot her." He suggested smugly, smiling over at Jane, who just rolled her eyes at him.
"Right…" she said sarcastically. "So, if she ran out of the alley, she would've just kept running. We would've seen her on the street cameras." Jane's dark eyes glanced up to meet Martinez's.
"So... what if she never left the alley?" Detective Martinez voiced the question.
They started walking further down the alleyway. Jane discovered a door slightly ajar with a bullet hole in the frame and pointed it out. Martinez nodded affirmatively to her as they both drew their weapons. The security specialist proceeded through the door, with their guns aimed out in front of them. Jane went one way and Martinez the other as they quickly swept the interior.
"Clear!" Jane shouted.
"All clear!" Detective Martinez called out.
Looking around, the former Boston Cop found a sleeping bag on the dusty floor, but there was scarcely any dust inside, nor on top. "Martinez? Look at this," Jane said pointing out the bag on the ground. "This stuff isn't even dusty." She said also finding some schoolbooks and notebook paper.
"Is that homework?" Martinez asked shocked.
"Yeah, from a high school." Jane stated, going through the paperwork, trying to find a name.
"Oh my God, Jane! Are…?" he asked in a dazed tone. "Are we looking for a kid?"
"Looks that way, but what the hell is she doing down here?" Jane asked and Martinez shook his head in the negative. "We have to get a team down here to go over every inch of this place! There has to be something here!"
"I'll call it in as we head back to the station. Frost should be there by now." Martinez answered, using his phone to call the station as they made it back outside to the car.
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Later back at the station:
"Techs finished in the basement. They didn't find any other bullets nor traces of blood, so hopefully our witness survived." Jane stated walking into the open space.
"Could be she got herself locked in the basement long enough for her to be able to get away from him," Martinez suggested.
"We're checking to see if any of the cameras picked her up on the other side of the building." Frost started going over the footage. "Nothing so far." He said looking over at Jane.
"What about an I.D?" she asked.
"Not yet. The textbook is used throughout the Boston Public School system. The good news is, there are only three schools that are offering this class for the summer session!" Frost stated proudly. "We've called into all of them, and I've got a bot searching the FBI wiretaps looking for the names of local guys who might've done the hit. It's a long shot, but..." Frost's voice trailed off, looking back at the computer.
"Well, I don't know what a 'bot' is, but I appreciate the effort!" Jane patted Frost on the back, knowing they would get somewhere a lot quicker with him on their team. "Okay, I have to go see the wife! I'll see your guys tomorrow," Jane said, gathering her things and leaving out the door. She knew dinner was waiting for her at home and she didn't want to disappoint Maura. In the old days, she wouldn't have given two-red cents about going home to an empty house. However, now that there was more life in that house and she couldn't wait to get back and live there!
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Later that night:
Maura was surprised to see her wife home so early, but who's complaining? She had just put dinner in the oven and now took a beer out of the fridge for Jane, as she made her way into the living room to greet her beloved.
"Hello, you're home early, my love!" Maura stated as she wobbled into the living area, handing Jane her beer, and graciously took a seat next to her. Jane pulled her close for a much-needed kiss before popping the top on her beer and taking a long swallow of the cold liquid.
"Well, I'm definitely not the old Jane I used to be!" Jane stated, running her fingers through her long dark curls. "Plus, I have a wife and child now to think about." She emphasized her point by rubbing Maura over her huge, swollen belly, thinking about the kid they must find before it's too late.
"Well, I'm not complaining! It's good to have you home, Jane!" Maura placed a sweet kiss on Jane's cheek, which savored her wife's soft lips on her skin. Jane just loved everything about her wife. "So, any luck with the search?"
"No, but we're still looking." Jane answered sadly. "But you'll never believe this, we are looking for a high school kid." Jane admitted regretfully, placing her hand back over her child laying protected in her wife's abdomen. She could see the worry look on Maura's cute chubby face.
"Oh my God, Jane! A child?" Maura asked concerned, sliding her hand over Jane's to comfort her. There was one thing that Maura truly knew about her wife, and it was that Jane was a great protector of kids and this made the search a little more dangerous. As much as Maura wanted her wife to help complete the investigation, it was something that just didn't feel right to her.
"Yeah, and hopefully we'll have found her before he does!" Jane stated, rising to her feet. "Something smells good!" The security specialist said appreciatively as she began making her way into the kitchen, "and I'm starving!"
Maura knew that this subject was closed for now; however, she couldn't help but still be worried for Jane's safety.
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Early morning, Master Bedroom:
Jane Rizzoli groaned out as the alarm clock sounded and her hand randomly plopped around several times before finding the appropriate button to quiet the annoying sound. It had been a few days and still no signs of their young witness. Jane just hoped they wouldn't be too late!
The sleepy groan transformed into a sensual sigh as her abs twitched in response to a hand stroking the bare skin where her tank top had ridden up. Jane felt the puffs of a laughing exhale against her neck as she released another sigh in pleasure and settled more onto her back as the knowing hand continued to stroke her stomach.
"Ha… umm!" the brunette sleepily rumbled as the soft hand started ascending, pushing the hem of her tank top upwards.
"Good morning, love!" Maura's sleepy voice rasped in greeting as one of the scarred hands lightly touched the pregnancy-swollen belly.
"Mmm," Jane's continued sleep-laden voice mildly growled. "G'mornin!"
The individual hands continued rubbing what areas of skin they could reach. However, it didn't take the brunette long to realize that the doctor's hands weren't climbing any higher for her upper chest. This certainly awakened Jane Rizzoli further and began to sense a more tentative feeling behind Maura's lightening touches. The dark brown eyes eventually captured the hazel green and briefly held each other before Jane leaned in for their customary, good morning kiss. The same tentative and hesitation could still be felt as Jane quickly pressed a few more kisses into Maura's lips.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked as their eyes met once more.
The ginger blonde simply nodded; however, the former Boston Police Detective noticed her wife's eyes tell another story and subtly averting from hers.
"Maura…" Jane softly ran her hands across the doc's stomach once more. "We've promised not to hide anything from each other…" she gently kissed the corner of her wife's mouth as one of her strong hands rubbed the pregnant belly again. "You haven't seemed yourself ever since I started consulting on this case with the PD."
"It's nothing," Dr. Isles-Rizzoli insisted and immediately attached her lips to Jane's once more for an intense kiss causing such an explosion making any fireworks display appearing as candles!
As much as Jane strived to remember her spouse's denial and behaving somewhat fearful of the current case consultation, all notions evaporated from the investigator's mind as she suddenly groaned at the delightful sensations of Maura's hand between her legs! It never ceased to amaze the brunette of how the doctor always managed to surprisingly sneak a hand into Jane's shorts without her noticing!
They continued kissing with Maura softly and gently pleasuring Jane for several long moments before one of Jane's hands began moving. Maura's breath hitched as one of her wife's fingers began softly brushing the sensitive areas between her own legs! The brunette's moans joined in the pregnant woman's as the investigator's exploring fingers detected the increasing moist heat as the blonde's increased Jane's.
This far along in her pregnancy, most of their love making sessions were now either on their sides, mutually pleasuring each other or with Jane entering her from behind. At the moment, Maura wasn't up to rolling over, nor was Jane willing to either rolling or climbing over her wife. This particular morning, Jane and Maura were simply content to pleasure each other along with kissing, and exploring each other's bodies with their opposite hands.
Their mutual pleasure- both shared as well as bestowed, quickly built! Time melted away to Jane and Maura's perspectives as they continued bringing each other to that peak! While it wasn't the normal, preferred form of making and sharing physical love, it was just as enwrapping them up in a gentle ocean of ecstasy! While the crests weren't necessarily as intense as waves, the ripples were just as rapturous for the two women! It seemed never-ending…
The sudden chirping alert on Jane's phone's informing a newly arrived text instantly shattered the love induced spell over them. Both groaned in response as another alert chime sounded and their hands reluctantly left each other's bodies before Jane rolled over with a growl to retrieve the offending device.
Maura secretly hoped these texts were informing Jane that some Boston Police Officers had found this missing child witness during the night and that her wife's assistance would no longer be needed.
Certainly somebody would've found this witness already, the doctor rubbed her baby bump as she felt a slight kick and resisted the feeling of increased dread. It's utterly non realistic for them to expect Jane to specifically find this person herself!
Jane's fingers stroking her cheek broke the expectant mother's reverie. "You okay?" her wife's husky voice softly spoke.
Maura automatically nodded even though her apprehension continued to build. Her eyes nearly closed entirely to hide any potential indicators of her unease as Jane leaned in to kiss her. Thankfully her small hyperventilating could be dismissed due to the intensity of Jane's caress and her own biological responses to its arousal.
"Do…" Maura quickly drew in a breath, "do y-you ha-have to go in? W-Why don-don't you take a day off a-and we never leave this bed today?"
The eager, throaty growl from the brunette eventually spread to her smile and eyes before sweetly kissing the honey blonde again. "I really love that idea!" Jane rasped as she gently pressed her forehead to the doc's as her hands softly rubbed the baby belly. "But that was Frost…" Jane nodded backwards towards her phone on the side table, "informing me that they still haven't found our missing girl yet. I've had Frost as well as several others such as Grant, Casey, and Frankie making every effort to find her along with the PD all night long, focusing especially on abandoned buildings throughout the city. I was so hoping that they would've found her by now."
The doctor's hands framed the investigator's face for several moments before giving her a long, soul-searing kiss. Despite her ever-menacing apprehension, deep down, Maura knew Jane had to go and help find this missing girl. Plus, it was moments such as these that caused Maura to fall more deeply in love with her wife! Even though their marriage was still considered in the honeymoon phase, Maura didn't think she could've loved Jane any more than her heart was capable, moments such as these, witnessing her wife's never-ending love of something and desire to correct something triggered additional room in her heart that would make her fall more in love with Jane!
"Just promise me… and Peanut," the honey blonde added as she felt her wife's hands rub her swollen belly again. "Promise us that you'll be safe."
The dark eyes affirmed Jane's promise. "I've already ordered all of my people to wear bulletproof vests whenever they're out on the streets. While I don't foresee myself actually joining in the search," the scarred, yet strong hands stroked the pregnant belly once more. "And, I follow my own orders as well…" Jane touched Maura's lips with her own. "You have my promise that I'll be wearing my vest too should I be out searching with everyone else."
"Leading by example," Maura clarified with a half smile.
"Yeah," Jane returned her wife's smile before leaning in for another kiss.
They held each other's gaze for a short while before Jane reluctantly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.
The empty bed caused Jane to especially pause when emerging to finish dressing for the day. She had assumed Maura would continue resting now that the doc was on maternity leave. The brunette could only imagine the strain on her wife's body as their baby continued to grow during Maura's third and final trimester.
The smell of coffee instantly caught Jane's attention along with other scents of something cooking. Retrieving her phone, Jane double checked for any new messages before clipping it to the holder on her belt and retrieved her weapon before heading for the kitchen.
"Hey," Jane greeted as she found Maura putting the final touches on several omelets. "You didn't have to get up…"
"I wanted to," Maura quickly interjected as she shut off the stove burner.
The brunette paused again and studied her wife for several moments before pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Thank-you…" Jane finally spoke as Maura handed her a plate containing two omelets before picking up her own.
Maura simply smiled as they took their seats at Jane's black stained breakfast nook set inside the Big Bay picture window, overlooking the backyard. For Maura Isles, there wasn't any discussion on where she and Jane would live after they got married. She had fallen in love with Jane's house the moment the security specialist showed her around! The loving and tender care Jane Rizzoli had put into restoring this particular Victorian Country style home along with remaining space to add on or expand if needed was another added bonus! Even though they had enough room at present for their baby, it was a future possibility.
Even though Jane was willing to move into the doctor's own house if she wanted to remain living there, but Maura wasn't going to have it. Deep down, Maura never truly felt at home in her own place. Even though Jane and others highly complimented her tastes in decoration, to Maura Isles, it was more of a refuge from the world… a world that never truly understood her.
But in Jane Rizzoli's house, it truly felt like a home! Exactly the type of place she personally had wanted to grow up in but didn't. Maura certainly didn't want her child to undergo the same or similar environments she had to live in. Jane Rizzoli's house… and now also hers, possessed all those characteristics of what truly made a house feeling like a real home. A home Maura personally yearned to be a part of and especially wanted her child to grow up in!
"I didn't expect you to get up this morning," Jane's voice softly broke through Maura's reverie. "I mean, shouldn't you be resting more as you're approaching the last few weeks before Peanut's arrival?"
The physician nodded as she finished chewing. "Yes, I do. However, I need to go to the office and ensure everything's in order before completely going on maternity leave."
The security specialist's eyebrows furrowed slightly. I thought everything was already good to go, Jane thought to herself as she pondered Maura's words while covertly studying her wife's face.
Something's definitely bothering her! The former detective concluded as she noticed the subtle fidgeting manner of how the doc was cutting up her omelet. The brunette chased the last few bites of her remaining omelets with coffee.
"I thought everything was already squared away at the hospital," Jane managed in a casual tone as she carried her empty plate to the sink.
"Most of it," Maura's prompt response came from behind her. "But I just want to double check everything and ensure any paperwork that hasn't been completed is finished."
The former Boston cop forced herself to remain casual and resisted the urge to turn around and continue a more direct form instead of subtle interrogation. She'll likely state it's a hormonal, pregnancy thing causing her to have uneasy feelings regarding this case. Jane sighed as she placed her now clean plate into the nearby drainage rack.
The brunette hummed another exhale as the familiar arms hugged her from behind and a matching plate gently dropped into the soapy, warm water. Jane's own soapy hands briefly clasped Maura's before letting go and proceeding to wash her wife's plate and utensils. However, the doctor's hands remain clutched to the lean brunette's and pressed against her back as much as the pregnant belly would allow.
They remained in easy silence as Jane smiled to herself as she realized that she was taking far longer cleaning the silverware than she'd ever had in her life! She just didn't want this moment to end! And from what she was sensing as well as feeling of Maura's forehead pressing into her shoulders and the occasional soft lips pressing into her neck, neither did her wife!
"You sure everything's all right?" The security specialist turned within the doctor's arms after drying her hands.
Maura only nodded before pressing an ear over Jane's heart in a long embrace. "Everything's fine," she replied before looking back up into her wife's eyes. "It's likely all of these hormones and other body chemicals resulting during the final trimester."
Jane forced herself to smile as she pressed a kiss into Maura's forehead. "What?" Maura asked as she recognized the subtle, mischievous twinkle in her wife's dark eyes.
"I just can't wait for Peanut to get here so your hormones can return to normal," Jane replied with a pause long enough to cause Maura's eyes to narrow slightly as she scrutinized the detective's face.
No doubt wondering what I'm finding amusing! Jane smirked before quickly kissing the doc's lips.
"And…" Jane finally continued, "I won't be the only one blamed for stuff going wrong around here!"
Maura could only swat Jane's upper arm in response before they shared in a heartfelt laugh.
A slight grinding thump brought them back to the present and both women turned to discover Bass ambling his way towards them. Jane chuckled as Maura greeted her life long animal friend while going to the refrigerator and getting his usual leafy greens and several strawberries for the tortoise's breakfast.
"Here," Jane held out her hand for the dish. "Allow me!" She smiled with a knowing wink as Maura allowed her wife to take Bass' plate.
The doctor leaned back against the countertop, cradling her swollen baby belly. She couldn't stop smiling at Jane's thoughtfulness as she watched the taller woman kneel down, placing the reptile's dish before him. However, she still wasn't anywhere near amused as Jane regarding the events the other day when Maura tried squatting, kneeling down to feed her beloved Bass.
~Flashback~
"Jane!" Maura's voice nearly growled as another failed attempt to stand left the doctor sitting back on the floor. "It's NOT funny!"
"Y-Yeah, i-it is!" The brunette was nearly doubled over, practically breathless as she held her sides in continued laughter. "I-It's too f-funny!"
While deep down, Maura could admit it was amusing; she certainly wasn't going to confess it now! "Damn it, Jane!" The pregnant woman shook her outstretched hand at the security specialist. "Help me up!"
Despite the glaring, "mean eye" aimed at her, Jane kept laughing as she firmly grasped Maura's hands and braced her feet against the floor, provided a strong support for her wife to climb to her feet.
~End Flashback~
Feeling Jane's arms enwrap around her brought Maura out of her thoughts. "Thinking of anything I'd wanna know?" The brunette smirked before kissing the expectant mother.
Maura half smiled before leaning in for another kiss. "Just remembering the other day when I got stuck on the floor," their lips joined back together for several moments. "And you had to help me up."
Jane briefly chuckled until she saw the tears beginning to form in her wife's eyes. "What's the matter, sweetheart?"
The doctor shook her head. "It's stupid…" she struggled to repress a sob while Jane handed her a tissue. "It-It's just makes me sad that I cannot simply kneel down and feed Bass!" Maura leaned her head into Jane's upper chest, just underneath her chin, and her wife could only stroke her hair. "A-Again…" the blonde heaved a deep breath, "it's… s-stupid! Thes-es stupid hormones!"
Jane continued stroking the soft hair. "No, it's not stupid." She inhaled the sweet smelling hair as the opposite hand rubbed the doc's back. "Seriously, baby!" The detective's voice husked, "it's not stupid. Bass has been in your life for a long time and I'd certainly miss it if I wasn't able to feed him too."
Silence lapsed in the entire kitchen save for the occasional thump made by the eating tortoise. Maura's head shifted against Jane's chest, unconsciously placing an ear over the taller woman's heart as she focused on Bass. As discouraging as it was at present for being physically limited, Maura knew it wasn't going to be forever. Plus, her imagination was already seeing their baby crawling on the floor after Bass in their childlike wonder. This particular thought cheered the doctor as she listened to her wife's strong heartbeat beneath her ear.
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At the station:
"Who's that?" Jane asked walking up to the crime broad.
"Frost's bot found five guys who could have done the hit," Detective Martinez explained. "Of those: one dead, two are in jail, leaving these two handsome fellows as our most likely local suspects." Martinez clued her in, pointing to one of two photos on the broad.
"Judson's business partner said he was from the rough side of Philadelphia. We should check to see if he contacted anyone back home." Jane suggested, just as Frost walked into the room.
"We got a hit! The girl's name is Tasha Williams. She is taking that physics class at Monroe High." Frost informed them. "She didn't show up at class today and no one called to say she'd be absent."
"Can you get us directions to the school?" Jane asked, just before her phone buzzed with a text.
"I already texted them to you! Let's head out to the car," Frost stated with a smile, which Jane returned with a grin of her own. It never failed to amaze Jane Rizzoli that she'd forget how especially smart Barold Frost really is, and was ever thankful to have him on her team.
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At the school:
"Tasha is a wonderful young woman!" The principal replied as she reviewed the information on the computer. "It's remarkable how well she does here, given her circumstances."
"Which are what?" Martinez asked curiously.
"I'm almost certain she's homeless," the woman answered.
"Almost certain?" Jane remarked.
"She's very guarded about anything personal. Clean, but wears the same outfit one day to the next." The principal explained on what the school had on Tasha Williams. "There's no phone number on file. Those are common giveaways."
"Any idea where we might find her?" Frost asked.
"We have an address on file. But I don't think she really lives there." The principal informed them, "even her family is looking for her."
"Her family?" Jane asked suspiciously.
"An uncle was in this morning. He said they haven't seen her in a couple of days." The principal responded as suspicion crept in her own features. "He came to school to make sure she was okay."
Jane pulled up a picture on her cell phone and handed it to the woman. "Is that him?" the former detective simply asked. The woman took one look and immediately nodded her head.
"He didn't have a beard and the hair was a bit lighter," she confirmed. "But there's definitely a similarity."
"So, he shaved his beard. I'm updating our BOLO, Jane." Martinez said with his phone up to his ear and walking off to the side.
"Can you tell us about the uncle?" Jane asked with growing concern.
"He said the family was worried and wanted to know it Tasha had come to school. I asked him his name to check if he was listed as one of her responsible parties." The school administrator informed Jane. "He wasn't, and so I told him I legally couldn't give him any information."
"And then he left?"
"Not right away." She stated as she walked away from Jane, and the security specialist noticed she was able to get a good and very informative look at the computer screen with Tasha's important information on it. "See the phone rang, and I answered it. There was nobody on the line, but when I turned back around, he was gone." The principal said regretfully.
"Okay… um, can you call us if he comes back?" Jane asked and the woman nodded. "Thank you very much for your help." Jane exchanged a knowing facial expression with Frost before walking over to Detective Martinez. "He got a look at her records. He's has all her information..." the woman clenched her jaw as she hissed in a hot tone. "CN address, social security number, you name it, he has it!"
"How did he know how to get here?" Martinez questioned.
"She was doing homework in that basement," Jane's tone explained in a frustrated tone, to her, more obvious as her own wife's love. "He saw her backpack and notebooks on the floor… he very easily got this school's name just like we did!"
"Until we catch this guy, everything's by the book!" He told Jane and Barry in a firm tone. "I want you both to promise me you'll follow B.P.D protocols no matter what?"
"Yeah, fine! Fine, I promise!" She hissed while Frost simply nodded.
"I'm counting on you, Rizzoli!" Martinez said, before walking out the door with Jane and Frost right behind him.
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Back at the station:
"Uniforms went to that address Tasha had on file with school," Frost disclosed as he put his cell phone away. "It was an abandoned building."
"Any evidence she was there?" Martinez inquired in a tired tone.
"Looks like maybe, but not for a while. But the big news is this." Frost informed them, typing away on his computer. "We tracked down her parents." Everyone started to look hopeful, before the joy kill set in. "They're both dead," he sighed sadly. "Dad... five years ago of an aneurysm. Mom... 18 months ago from cancer."
"All right. Well then, why isn't she in Foster care?" Jane queried.
"Get this, Social Services thinks she's in the custody of her grandmother." Frost elucidated.
"And I'm sure all the information on her grandmother is bogus," Jane voiced.
"100%, extreme bogosity" Frost tone was playful to lighten the mood.
"Okay, let me get this straight. A teenager scams Social Services, and she's living on the street, taking care of herself for at least 18 months, while still going to school?" Martinez asked in amazement.
"And maintaining a B-plus average. How does she survive?" Frost asked dumbfounded.
"Well, if her parents are both dead, she's entitled to survivor benefits from Social Security." Jane stated truthfully.
"Gives her enough money to live on... at least the basics." Martinez added.
"Any chance the S.S.A. will give us the address they've been mailing the checks to?" Jane requested.
Frost typed on his computer before speaking. "It'll take time, but I think I can pull it up."
"Well, she's gotta cash them somewhere!" Jane said out loud. "Frost can you look up those check-cashing places?" she asked. "Look for ones around the crime scene, her school, and that abandoned building she was living in."
Frost was already working on the computer. When it beeped, his eyebrows shot up. "Wow! We'll have to split up," he stated while turning the monitor around for them to see. Jane was already pulling on her suit jacket and retrieving her own phone to leave.
"I don't like this... not with a hit man out there!" Martinez said irritated.
"Yeah, but what other choice do we have?" Jane asked furiously. "This is a kid we're looking for Rafael!"
"Hold on... this guy killed a woman, then he killed the guy that hired him to do it through a hotel room peephole!" Detective Martinez yelled, "and now he's trying to kill this young innocent girl that happened to witness the first murder! Vests... everyone! That's including you Jane!"
"Okay!" she roared, walking toward the door.
"Jane!"
"It's in the damn car!" She hissed, before walking out to the borrowed unmarked police car and getting in.
I hope this gets over soon! Jane thought to herself before driving in the direction of their first search.
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Storefront:
Jane walked into the little check-cashing establishment. Walking up to the bulletproof glass window, she slipped Tasha's picture through the slot to the man sitting behind it. "Hi, I'm Detective Jane Rizzoli. Have you seen this girl come into this establishment anytime this week?"
He took a good look at the picture and nodded in the positive. "Yeah, I recognize her. She hasn't been in this month though. But checks do come in on Tuesday, so she'll probably be in on Wednesday." He told Jane, handing her back the picture.
"Any chance you could pull security video from the last month?" Jane asked. "Maybe she came in with somebody else?"
"I can't ever go into that room with the recorder. The manager yells at me, because I tend to spill." He confessed to Jane nervously.
Jane knew she had to play her cards right in order to get what she needed from this guy. She had to find something… anything, to find Tasha and get her to safety! She began to smile softly. "I find it hard to believe that a man like you could be bullied," she stated with as her lips continue to smile.
The man just looked at her a moment before responding, "Well, I wouldn't say: 'bullying' really. That's a kind of a strong..." But Jane interrupted him in mid-sentence.
"You know what I think?" She asked the man. "I think he's using his aggression to his cover his fear!" She hated to lie; however, Jane Rizzoli couldn't escape the gut feeling that time was running short in finding Tasha in time!
"He's the manager," the man admitted annoyed.
"He feels threatened though!" The security specialist declared.
"By?" He pointed to himself and mouth the word 'ME' and Jane gave him an affirmative nod.
"Exactly! He sees what I see... a man that challenges authority." The former detective stated casually.
"Well, sometimes I'm late, and I don't even call..."
"That's exactly what I'm talking about! I think you're gonna have a chain of these places and that manager gonna work for you." Jane pointed to him. "Unless... just forget it. Um... thank you very much for your time." Jane said, before turning to head for the door.
"No wait!" The man yelled. "Unless what?" He asked eagerly.
Jane turned back around to face the man "Unless you, decide what's right and what's wrong. A young girl's life is at stake here, and you can help her." Jane told him sincerely. The man nodded in confidence towards Jane and opened the back door, allowing her in to view the security camera footage. After several minutes, Jane Rizzoli had what she needed and headed back to her car.
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Phone call outside an abandoned building:
"Hello? Hello?!" Jane yelled into the phone knowing it was Detective Martinez on the other end as she exited her car at the address she got from the guy at the store.
"We've got… a… a… terrible con… tio…" His voice cracked over the line. "Where… re… you…u?" He managed to ask before walking into the police headquarters building.
"Grand Street. I got a lead on Tasha," she struggled to tell him over the static in the phone. "It's a partial address from her Social Security check." She told him over the phone.
"Well… at's… a… a… art. Why don't we meet bac… here…. at B.P.D… and…" His voice trailed off.
Jane couldn't hear what he said, so she went with her gut. "Listen, I'm gonna…" a huge burst of static filled the phone. "I'm gonna look around a bit... Okay?" Jane yelled into the phone.
"I can't hear you! Jane? Hello?!"
"Martinez? I can't hear you, all right?!" She huffed in frustration. "I'll call you if I find something definitive!" She finished before putting up her phone away. As Jane started to wander around, she suddenly realized and huffed another sigh as she quickly returned to the car. Snatching up the bulletproof vest, the security specialist quickly went through the still memorized process of putting it on.
Briefly looking around, the detective trained eyes saw nothing out of the ordinary until Jane spotted a glass door across the road. As the security special approached the door, which was a bit jammed, but unlocked. Managing to get the door opened properly, she went in searching, and desperately hoping of finding the young woman they were looking for.
"Tasha?" Jane called out but she got no answer. She raised her arms with one of her hands displaying her old Detective's badge. "Tasha, my name is Detective Jane Rizzoli! I'm just here to help you! Tasha, you here?" She asked to the whole empty building.
When she got no answer, the former detective reluctantly lowered her hands and started to back up, walking backwards towards the door. Waiting until just inches from the threshold, Jane finally turned her back towards the building and walked out. But once she cleared the door, the young girl came out of nowhere, and locked it behind her! Jane turned around in time to see the girl backing away.
"Wait! No!" Jane yelled hitting on the glass door. "Tasha! Wait! Wait a minute! Wait!" She hit on the glass again. "Open the door! Please!" Jane begged, but Tasha just kept walking away. She didn't even seem to give Jane another thought.
"You're in danger!" She shouted and the girl finally stopped and turned to look at Jane. The investigator could immediately see how scared the girl was. "He's looking for you!" Jane told her and Tasha stared her down for a long moment, and then turned to leave again.
"Please, wait! No!" Jane squealed. "I know what you saw!" She said trying to get through to Tasha and these words made the girl stop again. "Please honey!" Jane begged again. "I know what you saw and I know you're scared!" Tasha turned to face Jane directly. "Please, come on and open the door!"
The girl walked back over to the door, but didn't open it. The street hardened, but extremely fearful and dark eyes just stared at Jane. "If I could find you, what makes you think he can't? Okay?" Jane managed to state calmly. "Please, open the door sweetie!" Tasha was face to face with Jane now, and she could tell that the girl was terrified.
"Show me your badge!" The girl said, as Jane unclipped her old golden detective's badge from her belt and pressed it up against the glass for the girl to see. Tasha came in for a closer look.
"I just want to protect you," Jane clarified, "that's all!"
Once the girl got a thorough look at Jane's badge, she went to unlock the door, and opened it just enough for Jane to walk in. "You all right?" She asked the young girl and Tasha nodded affirmatively. "Okay. That's… that's my car right over there, okay." Jane informed Tasha, pointing out the unmarked police car. "I just want to take you back to B.P.D. Headquarters, and... and we'll get you some place safe. All right?"
"Okay," Tasha whispered.
"Come on, then." Jane softly instructed while trying to touch the girl's shoulder, but Tasha moved out of reach as in a flinch. Rizzoli simply lifted her hands in surrender and they both walked out the door with the teen slightly in front of Jane.
A gunshot suddenly fired out and Tasha went down as Jane immediately had her weapon drawn, trying to protect the girl as best as possible from the unknown force! Unfortunately, Jane couldn't see where the shot had originated and the sharp, brown eyes couldn't find any indications of a shooter as her eyes constantly scanned the area. The security specialist became blindsided as another shot suddenly fired, hitting Jane in her right lower side! Precisely right under where her vest didn't protect her body!
Jane felt the burn as the bullet pierced through her! Falling over Tasha, who was bleeding from her lower right shoulder, Jane lost her weapon, and nearly passing out from the shooting, increasing pain!
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Sorry folks about the cliffhanger, but look at it this was, the story will have to continue for at least two more chapters, so you get more story . This picks up in the next chapter, see you guys soon, Terri411 :-)...