I feel the need to apologize for the lack of editing on my last chapter. I have just reread and fixed it. I'm on the down side of a bad sinus infection. I have been fighting it for about a month on my own. I know it was stupid… but I hate doctors. Well unless… oh wait that is another story and not one I want to publish.

Anyway… I finally went and now I'm getting the fuzz out of my head. I still will take responsibility for my errors though but at least I have an excuse for the moment.

* I own nothing of Rizzoli and Isles I just have the privilege of playing with the characters for a while.

(Chapter Four)

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Jane had a few hours before the Carters arrived. She thought about going to see what the techs had pulled from the town house but that would mean possibly running into Maura. That idea was quickly snuffed out with a huff. She couldn't go on any interviews either because she promised to be there when Alley's parents arrived and she wasn't for sure when that would be so she sent Frankie instead.

The next best thing to do was to go and get a cup of coffee… at least running into her mother at the moment was more desirable than Maura. "Hey Korsak… I'm going to the café you want anything?

"I'm good… you go ahead."

"Okay… call me if the Carters show up."

"Will do," he said not even looking up from the file he was reading.

She walked into the café and went straight for the coffee decanters. "Janie"

She heard her name and cringed knowing it was her mother. "Damn…" was whispered under her breath, "Hey ma…" She said turning with her coffee towards the counter where her mother was standing. "What are you doing here on a Sunday?" She asked even though she knew the answer.

"I told you Mr. Stanley had to go out of town this weekend and I told him I would cover it. You never listen to me."

"Yes I do." Jane said making a scrunched up face cutting her mother off.

"Yeah... yeah... why are you here on a Sunday?" Angela asked her daughter rolling her eyes.

"Got a case..."

"Oh..."

"Yeah and the parents of one of our victims is really religious."

"Ooo... it was kids. That's sad." She said making a sad face along with the words.

"And get this ma... the step mom told me I was sinning by lying to her about her daughter being dead." Jane said hoping to open a dialog on the subject.

"Why would you lie about something like that?"

"Right..." Jane agreed indignantly. "Anyway what is a sin really anyway?"

"Jane... you know what a sin is... you grew up in church."

"I did ma but I have to be honest... I'm just not so sure anymore."

"You are not sure about what?" Maura asked as she came up behind Jane and caught part of their conversation.

"Sin... Maura have you ever heard such a crazy statement in all your life. My child who was brought up in church all her life doesn't understand the definition of sin."

"Ma!" Jane said loudly hoping to cut the rant off, "Maur... do you have anything that will help the investigation?" She asked hoping that would side track the conversation.

"Yes I do... and the definition of sin according to Merriam-Webster is an offense against a religious or moral law or an action that is or felt to be highly reprehensible..."

"Maur..." Jane jumped in the middle of her rant wanting it stopped. The woman looked at Jane surprised, "I just need to know what you have found out about the case... please."

"Oh... Mary Allison Carter was about six weeks pregnant." Jane looked at her with a totally shocked look. "Jane... Are you okay?"

"Yeah... are you sure about that Maur? She asked then looked at the woman's face, "Of course you are sure." She said as she sat down in one of the chairs trying to fit this information into the puzzle that didn't fit the picture she was thinking it was.

"Jane..." Maura said again being concerned about her friend's reactions.

"Her parents are on their way here and I have to tell them that not only is their twenty year old daughter dead but their grandchild too. I hate my job sometimes."

"Jane... I can inform them if you want me too." Maura said with compassion on her face. Jane wanted to kiss her again but as far as she knew Maura didn't know about the first time... let alone having her mother thinking she was highly reprehensible. "Jane..." Maura said again and touched the woman's fore arm. "... are you sure you are feeling okay?"

"I'm fine Maura..." she said standing up, "... I'll call you before we come down." She said walking out of the cafe.

Maura and Angela watched her leave, "I'm concerned about her." Angela said to Maura.

"She will be all right. I think this case has got her upset. The girls were very young." Maura said offering an explanation to give Angela peace but she was concerned herself. She made a note to herself to try and get her friend alone and talk further about the situation.

I know it's a short update but its best I can do... :(