A/N: First of all I would like to apologize for not updating sooner! I've been stuck on getting this chapter right and I will be uploading Chapter 6 by the end of the week! No, I don't own Rizzoli and Isles. :( Anyways, Here's Chapter 5!
"Hey Nina, where is everybody? I went down to the morgue and Maura wasn't there." Frankie asked the new detective.
"You know, I'm not exactly sure. I know Korsak and Dr. Isles were supposed to go interview the victim at the hospital a few hours ago but I figure they'd be done by now. As for Jane, I haven't the slightest clue. Do you think something happened to them?" Nina spoke with concern in her voice.
"Nah, they can handle themselves." Frankie shrugged.
"From what Korsak said, Jane hasn't been acting like herself since she left the scene yesterday."
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you hear? Hoyt's back." Frankie turned a deadly shade of white. 'Hoyt's back.' Echoed in his ears. His eyes went wide with fear.
"Wha-WHAT!" Everyone on the floor looked at him.
"I'm guessing you didn't know." Nina cocked an eyebrow at his outburst.
"Why am I never told anything anymore? I'm heading to Maura's."
"No you're not." She blurted out.
"And why not?" He pouted like a five year old whose mother told him no.
"Because they told me not to let you out of my sight." She lied. Since Nina started here she'd fallen for the young Rizzoli detective. There was something about him that she truly admired. Nina made excuses for him to stay because she didn't want him to ever leave.
"Okay, what are you working on right now?" He walked to her. She inhaled his scent. Old spice and pine needles.
"I.. uh.." She paused for a moment. "I-" She was interrupted when someone called Frankie's name.
"Hey yo Frankie, I got a package for you." Rondo's voice echoed throughout BPD.
"Hey Rondo. How you doing?" Rondo handed him the package with shaky hands. "Hey man you alright?"
"Yeah, I've never done this before. I mean, I've never been handed money to give someone a package like this. Where's Vanilla?"
"She's out on sick leave." He knew Frankie was lying to him. "Do you know who gave it to you?"
"He called himself, oh goddammit what was it. The doctor, physician-"
"The Surgeon?" Nina chimed in.
"THAT'S IT!" He got too excited when he recognized the name.
"Do you think you could describe him for me?"
"Here I can show you a picture." Rondo fumbled in his pockets and grabbed a wallet. He opened it to reveal a picture that looked torn out of a newspaper. "Here, this is what he looked like."
"Where did you get his mugshot?"
"I jacked the newspaper from the stand and read this article that totally blasted Vanilla. His picture was there and it said that he was framed under it."
"These people I swear to god. Thanks man." Rondo stood there, he knew what that meant. "It's all I got man, sorry. Jane normally has cash." Frankie handed him ten dollars.
"Ay thanks man. Tell Vanilla I said hello and give her a big ole kiss for me."
He chuckled, "Alright man. See you later." Frankie fumbled with the package. It's too small to be a bomb. Who knows? Screw it. What the hell is this? A blank DVD, is this a joke?
"Hey Frankie what's that?" Pointing to the DVD.
"One of Hoyt's games, he sent over a DVD. Probably of someone he just killed. Let's check it out."
They walked over to Nina's computer and she popped the DVD into the drive and it started playing. He was clearly trying to stay out of view while filming but he recognized his voice. "Poor Janie" Frankie stared at the screen harder and noticed her obnoxious curls whipping around. His eyes widen in horror. The funeral, he knew. Frankie shut off the video before it really revealed anything.
"Frankie what the hell did we just watch?" He shook his head and he dialed Korsak's number.
"Come on Vince, pick up." He took a deep breath.
"This is Sergeant Korsak."
"Hey Korsak, it's me. Listen we've got a problem. Hoyt just sent us a video."
"Was it the funeral?" Korsak interrogated.
"How'd you know?"
"He sent us the same video. We're on our way in." Korsak angrily replied.
"Who is we?"
"Myself, Maura and Jane."
"How are they doing?"
"Not good."
"I'll see you shortly." He didn't give Korsak the chance to respond. Frankie, in a fit of rage, threw his cell across the room. "Nina, I need you to see if this video has been posted anywhere, shared in a text, twitter, facebook. Everywhere."
"Frankie what's going on?" Nina asked.
"I'll let Jane explain that when she gets here."
"You're freaking me out." She spoke like a child.
"I know, I'm sorry." He hesitated for a moment before walking up to her and enveloping her in a hug. He felt his heart beating rapidly, he thought it was going to beat out of his chest and walk out of the room. Nina felt the same way. They stayed like this for a moment and she noticed people staring.
"Frankie they're starting to stare." She look up at him.
"Let them." He said with a smirk. "Sit down for a second, we need to watch this."
"I thought we were waiting for Jane."
"I'm going to let her explain what's happening but I just want you to be prepared for it."
"Okay." Her heart started racing again and her finger hovered over the keyboard. She took a deep breath and pushed the spacebar and the video started playing again.
It was a glacial day, as it being the height of Boston's winter. This day had been mild, snow wise, but harsh because it was below zero and the wind didn't help. The wind blew the pop up canopy away and no one seemed to mind it. His laugh could be heard over the wind, his dark, sinister, creepy laugh. He zoomed in on the funeral taking place. Angela had been a wreck the whole service and there was Jane. Frozen in place trying to take in what was happening.
The camera zoomed out and faint footsteps could be heard and there was a clearer view of the funeral, instead of being behind a tree a hundred feet away, Hoyt was crouched behind a grave only a few feet away. The pastor gave his speech, which the camera couldn't pick up, then asked if anyone would like to say a few words.
"I fell in love with you the moment I laid my eyes on you. I didn't see them, I saw this innocent little boy and I didn't resent you. You were an innocent bystander in all of this. I'm so sorry Jackson, I'm sorry you didn't make it. I failed you." She paused and broke out into heartbreaking sobs. "I love you so much Jackson Vincent Rizzoli, you will always have a place in my heart." She placed a lily onto his coffin and whispered. "I'll see you soon baby." The pastor had tears in his eyes.
Jane nodded her head as a signal to lower the coffin. Hoyt laughed again, Jane turned her head towards the camera with a confused look on her face like she'd heard someone but brushed it off as nothing. The video faded out.
"Oh my god. That's terrible, I-" There was a ding on her computer. "No, no, no, no this can't be happening. Please tell me this is a glitch." Nina stared at her screen in horror.
"Nina, what's wrong?" No response. "What's happening? NINA!" He shouted at her getting everyone's attention again. She pointed to the screen. The video was just uploaded to the internet.
"Jane, we've got a problem."
"Korsak what's wrong?"
"No time, get ready. We have to head to the station now. I'll meet you in the car." And with that, he was out the door.
"Oh man, I don't like when he gets like this because I just know it's not going to be good." Jane dreaded this.
"What do you think is going on?" Maura pressed.
"I have no idea. Come on, let's go." They both ran out the door, neglecting the locks and security system.
Korsak was starting to panic. He focused on his breathing. In and out. In and out. His palms started to sweat. When he heard them get in the car, he sped away. "Hoyt sent the BPD the video." He blurted.
"Son of a bitch." Maura muttered, earning her a look from both Jane and Korsak. "What?"
"It's weird hearing you swear." Korsak spoke.
"It felt.. I don't know. It felt good to."
"Who are you and what have you done with Maura?" Jane cocked an eyebrow. "What happened to swearing is improper use of my vocabulary."
"It's okay if I swear once in awhile, not the way you and Frankie talk though. Now it would hypocritical of me to, from now on, judge your "improper use of your vocabulary"" Maura made the quote motion, earning a chuckle from Jane. That was the best sound she's ever heard. Jane's laugh, it gave her butterflies in her stomach. She craved it, she wished Jane would laugh more often. Maura hated seeing her like this, torn down, almost dehumanized.
The rest of the car ride was in silence, you could hear a pin drop and feel the anxiety oozing into the air. They all exited the car and rushed into BPD. Once they reach the squad room, they were greeted by Frankie, Nina and Cavanaugh. This can't be good, she thought to herself.
"Korsak, , Jane. I think you all need to take a seat." Jane got an idea.
"Campfire." Korsak and Maura looked at her in confusion. "It means grab a chair and sit in a circle. You know like a campfire."
"Campfire, where'd you come up with that one Rizzoli?" Korsak asked.
"One of my ex boyfriends, DiNozzo."
"You mean, NCIS Agent DiNozzo?" Cavanaugh inquired. "How's he doing?"
"Good, I think. Hopefully his mouth hasn't gotten him into too much trouble. I learned after one Gibb's slap."
"Damn, he still does that?" They both chuckled. "Alright, I hate to break up this moment but down to business. Can I have everyone's attention please?" Cavanaugh's voice boomed. Everyone on the floor looked at him. "Half an hour ago, a package was delivered to Detective Frankie Rizzoli which contained a video. That same video was just uploaded to the internet only moments ago. May I direct your attention to the monitor." He hit the play button. Hoyt's smug expression caught her attention, Jane's blood boiled.
"Ah, here we are again, Jane. You thought you got me, but remember this. I'm always two steps ahead of the game. What you're about to watch might be painful for some."
The screen faded and the funeral scene came up. She couldn't watch it, she felt someone grab her hand and squeeze. Maura. What would she do without her? Maura had been her rock since the beginning. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard her own voice. "You will always have a place in my heart." The screen faded to him clapping slowly. This next part is my favorite. Jane if you're watching, you might want something to ease this pain." The video faded again but it was darker. This video was different than the one they'd received earlier in the day. There was a light that hung from the ceiling. "Oh no." She said out loud. "Damn, Troy you picked a good one!"
Jane felt the bile rising. Jane's vision began to blur. The video continued and she heard herself screaming, she couldn't take this anymore. She felt arms wrap around her, they weren't Maura's this time. They were Angela's, she placed a deep kiss to her temple and just held her. Jane let the tears fall. There it was out for the world to know, Jane Rizzoli broken, vulnerable. The next words she heard, made her freeze and sent another abysmal chill up her spine.
"Don't worry now, Janey will pay for that. Bad girls need to be punished." He was there, it wasn't a dream. It was real, all of it. Her mother squeezed tighter letting her know that she was there if she needed her. She leaned into it, she needed this.
"Until we meet again, Jane."
Deciding that she couldn't be here any longer, considering her secret was out, she ran out of the squad room. Thankfully the elevator was already open when she got there. The ride down felt never ending. She pressed the ground floor button again, repeatedly. When the elevator dinged, the doors opened. She didn't even hesitate before plowing down the people waiting at the elevator, she just kept running. She ran to the only safe place she knew, Maura's.
When she got to Maura's, she nearly took out the front door. She locked the handle and the deadbolt and armed the security system. Deciding that wasn't enough, she moved the dining table and the chairs to barricade the door. After she rearranged the furniture, she took step back to look at her work and she took a deep breath. She look at her hands, the ones ruined by him. They shook terribly and ached.. No, burned. They burned at the memories.
Jane ran to the freezer and grabbed two ice packs and an ace bandage. She wrap one hand effortlessly, the other was quite a challenge. Jane wrapped it the best she could. Jane went back to the spot Maura and her shared only an hour and half ago, the closet with designer suits. She hid in the back and brought her knees to her chest. Jane felt like a child hiding from the monsters under her bed, in this case the monsters were not only in her head but they were out there looking for her. She started crying softly.
She heard the front door open but didn't move, she moved further into the closet and held her breath. Oh god he's here. This can't be happening. She thought.
"Jane!" Maura's voice rippled through the air. Thank God. She still didn't move she just sat there. Maura's footsteps became louder and louder as she approached her bedroom. "Jane?" Jane tried moving back even further into the closet but she accidently knocked something off a hanger giving away her spot.
Maura opened the closet and what she saw scared her. There was Jane hiding in the closet, innocent like a child. "Jane? Will you please come out?" Jane shook her head no. Maura sat down to face her. "What can I do?" Tears threatened to spill over when Maura asked her. She hated seeing her best friend so tortured, so broken.
"Will you get Ma?" Jane spoke in a childlike manner which was a huge red flag in Maura's mind. This, in Maura's mind, meant that Jane was genuinely terrified, she never wanted Angela.
"Yeah, I'll be right back." Maura ran to the top of the stairs. "ANGELA I NEED YOUR HELP!"
"I'LL BE THERE IN A SECOND!" She yelled back. Maura heard her shuffle downstairs and saw her come up the stairs. They met at the top. Angela saw the tears forming in Maura's eyes and she cupped Maura's cheek. "What's wrong?"
"It's Jane." She gulped. "She won't come out of the closet and she's asking for you." Angela rushed over to the closet and knelt to Jane's level.
"Janie, will you come out please?" She shook her head no. "You either come out or I leave you there. We both know I'm too old to be sitting on the closet floor or any floor period." Jane hesitated for a moment and came out. Angela wrapped her arms around Jane. "I know, baby. I know." Jane began sobbing and held her mother tighter. "Come on let's lay down." Angela led them towards the bed and let go for a second to get comfortable. Jane laid her head on her mother's chest and squeezed her.
"I'm going to sleep in the guest room." Maura spoke softly.
"Nonsense, this is your house Maura."
"Thanks Angela, I'll be okay. She needs you right there with her." Angela began rubbing circles on Jane's back. "I'll be downstairs if you guys need anything."
"Please" Jane hiccuped. "Stay."
"Okay." Maura thought for a moment about where to lay. She moved to the side where Jane laid and laid right behind her. Maura wrapped one arm around Jane's waist and Maura moved closer. Angela kissed Jane's forehead.
"Ma will you sing to me?"
"Sure baby." Angela thought for a moment. "This is one of my favorites." She began with a low hum.
"Guardian Angel From Heaven So Bright
Watching beside me to lead me aright
Fold thy wings round me O guard me with love
Softly sing songs to me Of heav'n above" Maura recognized the hymn and started to sing along with her.
"Beautiful angel My guardian so mild
Tenderly guide me For I am thy Child
Beautiful angel My guardian so mild
Tenderly guide me For I am thy Child
Angel so holy Whom God sends to me
Sinful and lowly My guardian to be
Wilt thou not cherish The child of thy care?
Let me not perish My trust is thy pray'r
Oh may I never forget thou art near
Keep thou me ever in love and in fear
Waking and sleeping In labor and rest
In thy sweet keeping My life shall be blest"
What did you guys think? I felt like I needed to end it with something less...painful I should say.