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

(Chapter Five)

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Jane made it back up to her desk after riding the elevator up and down missing her floor a couple of times as she stayed in deep thought. "How could I be so off?" She questioned herself over and over. "How could she have been pregnant?"

"You got something Jane?" Korsak asked as he looked up at her coming through the doors.

"Yeah… sort of, Mary Allison Carter was six weeks pregnant."

"Pregnant?"

"Yeah…"

"Who's the father?" He asked to himself more than Jane. "No one we interviewed gave a hint of her having a boyfriend of any sort." He said looking at the photos on the board. "Most said of them, that the two girls were really close. I would have thought they were together... if I was guessing." He walked over to the board and was thinking out loud. "You know... if it had been gun shots instead of stab wounds I would have may be thought a domestic fight gone bad."

"You too," Jane looked at him almost thankfully that she hadn't lost her mind in thinking the girls were together. Following the man's train of thought for a moment, "I guess the two still could have been together and the father found out or something and killed them."

The man shook his head up and down agreeing with her, "It's a possibility… maybe Frankie's interviews will reveal the father's name." He said sitting down at his desk as Jane sat at hers.

She was pleased that she wasn't totally off from her scene profiling if Korsak was getting the same vibe. But now she had another troubling thought to deal with.

"…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." Maura's voice was going over and over in her head.

"Would she think my kiss was reprehensible? It didn't feel that way to me… and she didn't say it was. Of course, she didn't, she was asleep…" Her desk phone ringing interrupted her progression of thought.

"Rizzoli"

"Thanks Joe, I'll be down to get them in a moment." She said as she hung up the phone.

"The Carters' or the McDermott's," Korsak asked as she stood to go and meet a set of parents in the lobby.

"Carters'… thankfully," she said breathing out a breath of relief that made the man give her a questioning look. "Don't ask right now. You will see soon enough." She said as she turned the board so no one could see the pictures from the hall since she would have to bring the parents past the squad room to one of the interrogation rooms to talk with them privately after showing them their daughter's body. She pulled her phone from her belt and dial Maura's number.

"Hey... the Carter's are in the lobby. Is Alley's body ready to be viewed?"

"Okay... we will be down in a few moments." She said taking a deep breath as she closed her phone and headed to the elevators.

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Jane had been rubbing the scars on her hands all during the ride down in the elevator. The doors opened and she saw a nice looking couple standing by the information desk and approached them, "Mr. and Mrs. Carter?"

The man looked at her and she could tell that they both had been crying at some point because both of their eyes were red. The lady had a Kleenex in her hand ready for use. "Yes... I am Gerald Carter and this is my wife Allison Carter." Jane gave a half smile seeing the resemblance the young girl had with her mother as she shook their hands. "I am truly sorry for your loss."

"Wh en can weeee see herrr..." was struggled out by the woman who was now holding the Kleenex to her mouth trying to contain her sobs. Her husband wrapped his arm around her giving her support. Jane breathed in deeper trying to contain the empathy tears that wanted to join Mrs. Carter's.

"I'll take you to see her but first I'll have to sign you in and get your visitor badges." She said as Joe at the desk just handed her the badges motioning that he would sign them in for her. She mouthed a "thanks," as he gave her a look of "sorry."

She took them down to the morgue and right in front of the viewing window which had the blinds down so no one could see in. "Are you ready for this?" She asked knowing that it was going to be one of the hardest things that they had ever done. They both shook their heads yes. She knocked on the window softly and the blinds slowly lifted up. Maura had the body covered except for the head and was standing beside the girl.

"Dear God! No... No! No...No...No! Not my Alley! God... no not my little girl!" Was yelled so loudly and then the woman's knees gave way as she fell to the floor on them in hysterical sobbing." The man caught her and went with her to the floor. Tears were pouring down his cheeks but he was in shock and couldn't say a word or he was trying to be strong for his wife. The blinds went back down quickly as Maura went through her office to try and help Jane with the grieving couple.

"How? Why Gerald? She was such a good girl!" The man just held her tighter.

Jane knew there was no way of getting information from them at the moment. They were in a world of trauma all their own and really the grief that she was seeing just stole her questions away like a tidal wave.

Maura stuck her head out of her office door, "Jane... why don't you bring them in here and out of the hall."

Jane looked at the woman for a moment and thought she was an angel sent from heaven. The man had heard what Maura said and stood, he and Jane ended up both having to help the grieving mother to her feet and out of the floor.

They sat in Maura's office until the couple gathered themselves some from the shock of seeing their daughter lying on the autopsy table. "Mr. and Mrs. Carter I really do need to speak with you about your daughter's death..." Jane started but saw Maura shaking her head no like "not now" behind the couple. "Do you think you could come back in tomorrow after some of the shock has worn off?"

The man looked at her and it seemed that he had gathered himself enough to answer her question. "We will get a hotel room for tonight and come back tomorrow and see about getting her body sent back to Stockbridge. We can speak then detective but I think the idea of getting my wife somewhere quiet for a while is a very good idea." He said and paused a moment looking down for a moment then raised his head, "I need to know one thing before I go though... was she murdered?"

"I can't take this right now!" the woman yelled as she popped up running from the room. Maura followed behind her to make sure she was safe and someone had an eye on her.

"Yes sir, she was murdered. I will tell you more tomorrow but now I think you really need to take care of your wife and yourself. Here's my card... call me anytime day or night if you need too. I will answer." He took the card and shook the woman's hand and followed the same path his wife had gone.

Maura walked back into her office several moments later. She had taken the couple back upstairs and signed them out. She was surprised when Jane didn't follow them up stairs to see them out as well.

"Jane..."

She said to the frozen woman looking at the couch where the mother had cried a lifetime of tears in mere moments sitting there. Maura came up and placed a hand on Jane's fore arm trying to get the woman's attention from the daze she was in. The soft touch caused Jane to turn and look at the woman. She looked into concerned emerald eyes and suddenly she needed the warmth of those eyes to flow through her cold veins.

She reached and engulfed the woman in a hug. Maura was at a loss at what was happening but she wrapped her arms around Jane's waist and pulled her tightly in because she could feel the woman shivering. She had never seen her best friend react this strongly to a homicide before but she decided that she would be there for her in whatever way was needed at the moment and then later try and get answers.

After about five moments Jane pulled back and looked at Maura and gave an "I can't explain this right now look" that Maura nodded in understanding of. Jane walked out of her office leaving Maura more concerned than ever about her friend.

I know it's been a while since I up dated sorry but life... is all I can say. I try harder for a quicker post on the next chapter... promise.