Following the unusual (and rather worrying) reaction to the photograph of the derelict warehouse near Boston harbour, both Maura and Jane did everything that they could to make their adoptive daughter comfortable. Jane made a blanket fort for them all to watch movies under whilst Maura ordered pizza from a local Italian restaurant, letting Alessandra choose which movie they would watch first. All three of them had already changed into their pyjamas as soon as they got home ready for the movie night. The child, of course, chose her favourite movie yet again. At this point, even Jane and Maura knew the lyrics off by heart to key songs such as 'let it go' and 'do you wanna build a snowman?'. It seemed to work, appearing to distract the young girl from her experience during the interview, however, that did not stop the two women worrying about their daughter and worrying about what would happen the following day.
When the next day came, Alessandra was a little bit more nervous than she usually was when she had to go to the station. Jane knelt down in front of her when they got out of the car at the station, "Hey, it's going to be okay, I promise you my little turtle."
Alessandra bit her own lip slightly in an anxious gesture, "I...I'm going to have to look at photos again, aren't I?"
Jane nodded, "Yes, but we're going to be with you the whole time and when we're finished we can do whatever you want tonight."
"Another movie night in our fort?" she asked quietly.
Nodding again with a smile, Jane agreed, "Of course," she said softly as she brushed a curl from her child's face.
Alessandra smiled softly and almost threw herself into Jane's arms, into an embrace she knew was safe and comforting.
"Are you ready to go in, Allie?" Maura asked her gently as she crouched down beside them both in the parking garage.
The little girl nodded, putting her arm out to the Medical Examiner as she silently requested that she join the embrace.
Maura could not help but smile as she wrapped her arms around both her daughter and her lover whilst Jane, in turn, wrapped her too in the embrace.
On the way to the interview room, they stopped at the precinct cafe to see Angela as well as to pick up some hot drinks for the three of them.
When all three of them reached the interview room, Melody Kingston greeted them with a bright smile despite being a little nervous about what would be revealed in what would be their last planned session with the little girl. "Good morning, Alessandra," Melody said softly, "Did you get a good night's sleep?".
Alessandra nodded, "We had a movie night in our fort and then I got to sleep in with Mommy and Mamma as well."
"That sounds great, what did you watch?" Doctor Kingston asked her.
"Frozen," the little girl responded with a grin on her face.
"That is brilliant," she said with a smile before asking, "Would you like to play for a while in the playroom?"
Alessandra shook her head, "No, thank you," she answered quietly.
Doctor Melody Kingston observed the young girl for a moment, "Would you rather draw some pictures for a little bit whilst I go and get my files for today?"
The little girl nodded before leaning her head back onto Jane's shoulder as the woman tightened her arms around her.
"Okay, go in and I will be in shortly," Melody suggested calmly.
It did not take long for Jane and Maura to get Alessandra settled at the table so that she could draw for a while, although convincing the child to sit on her own chair was definitely not going to happen, not that Jane appeared keen to let go of their daughter.
Jane was kneeling beside the table with Allie securely in her lap, leaning back against her whilst Maura knelt beside them.
Alessandra picked up a black crayon and started to draw on the plain paper that she had been given, gradually shapes began to appear on the previously blank canvas.
It did not take long before Melody returned to the interview room with her standard brown paper file in her arm and as she stepped in she closed the door behind her in a bid to make the child feel a little bit more secure. She remained silent so that she wouldn't interrupt the level of concentration that the child had on her face as she entered the room and moved to her usual spot at the table, positioned so that she would not be in the way of the agents observing the little girl's interview.
After observing the little one drawing for a moment, Doctor Melody Kingston asked her softly, "Are you ready to start, Alessandra?"
Alessandra sighed heavily before reluctantly nodding, "I guess so," she replied softly before putting her coloured crayon back down on the table so that she could pay attention to the FBI Psychologist in front of her.
Doctor Kingston smiled softly to encourage the child before she opened up the file in front of her, revealing an image of a small shed that was on the property at the cabin.
"That's not the bad place," Alessandra commented as she saw the photo, clearly having expected to see the photo of the warehouse first.
"I thought it would be best to start with something else," Melody confirmed with a reassuring smile, "Do you recognise this location?"
Alessandra nodded, "It's the shed that was in the yard at the cabin."
"Did you ever go inside?" Melody questioned.
"No," she answered with a shake of her head, "I tried to look inside once but there was something covering the windows from the inside so I couldn't see anything but sometimes there were weird noises coming from inside."
"We found evidence of blood inside the shed, they're still testing all of the samples that were collected from inside," Agent Summers highlighted, "It was decided that the shed was of least importance compared to the rest of the cabin considering the quantity of bodies we found in the yard."
"Do we have a date yet on when they're likely to be finished testing?" Agent Jackson asked her as she had been coordinating with the crime lab the most.
"In another 12 hours they should have all the results compiled for us in terms of the shed," she revealed, "Unless they come across any issues during the last of the tests."
"Weird noises?" Melody asked her gently, "What do you mean?"
"Animal noises, maybe?" Alessandra suggested with uncertainty.
"I'm glad she never went into that shed," Agent Summers commented.
"Do you remember anything else?" the Doctor asked her cautiously.
"No," Alessandra replied simply with a shake of her head.
"How about we go on to the next photograph?" Melody suggested.
Alessandra nodded, "Okay."
Melody put the first photograph away before opening the file again to reveal the second photograph. The second photograph was the exact same photograph from the day before. A photo that, despite the child trying to prepare herself for seeing it, made her freeze as she stared at it.
"The bad place," she whispered.
"Why is it called the bad place?" Melody asked her cautiously.
Alessandra looked up at her, "Bad things happen there."
"Can you tell me what happens there?" the FBI Psychologist quieried.
The little girl looked down at the photo before she looked back up and nodded, "I suppose so..," came her response.
"Did you go there often?" Doctor Kingston asked her whilst observing her closely.
"Only once," Alessandra revealed, "I had to drink the sleepy water on the way there but it didn't work like it normally did so I woke up when we were inside although, I was still in the truck."
"What do you remember?" Melody asked her.
The question was met with silence so she tried again using a different question to try and coax the child's focus from the photo.
"What do remember about when you first woke up?"
It took her a moment but eventually the response that came was a quiet but clear, "Screams". "I heard screams when I woke up," she continued in a quiet voice as she stared at the photo, "When I looked out of the window there was a lady there with long blonde hair and she was tied to the table." "There was another lady there too with short dark hair who was tied to a chair," she continued, "She wanted Santa to let go of her wife but he wouldn't, she asked him to let her go but he wouldn't."
"What else do you remember?" Melody prompted after a moment of silence.
"The lady with dark hair told me to run, she was scared," the child said softly, "I couldn't run though because I couldn't get out." "Santa was mad at me for waking up and for looking when I wasn't supposed to," Alessandra revealed, "I wasn't allowed food for a while after that."
"What happened when he realised you were awake?" Melody asked her.
"He made me drink more water, it tasted stronger than normal," Alessandra admitted, "Then I didn't wake up until we were back at the cabin."
"Do you remember anything else about the two people?" Melody questioned.
Alessandra nodded, "The blonde lady was called Emma and she was bleeding."
"Do you know what the other woman's name was?" she asked.
Allie shook her head, "No, I don't."
Melody observed her for a brief moment before asking, "Do you remember anything else?"
Alessandra shook her head, "No," and then after a pause she whispered as she looked up at Doctor Kingston, "Santa killed them, didn't he?"
Nobody knew whether that question was just about the two women or not.