Jan glanced at the small group of people who had gathered in the bullpen. On thought had appeared to her last night and she found it very unsettling. What if Casey had poisoned his father. She could see no motive, but she was far beyond the phase where she believed that her ex-boyfriend was a good man. She thought it totally possible that he could kill someone.

More unsettling was the thought that they hadn't been able to locate him, despite Nina's skills and everybody's efforts the previous day. They anxiously waited for a call from the military, which would either confirm Casey's deployment or tell them if he was currently not under their service.

The brunette drummed with her fingers onto the table as she listened to Frankie talk about the mob, the man and his death. Maura had joined them to deliver medical background on the poisoning. Obviously, he was poisoned with some seldom venomous plant from Africa.

"Africa is not Afghanistan." Jane stated the obvious. Casey had always been deployed to Afghanistan and he had never acquired a visa for Africa.

"He could have gotten it from other sources, you know?" Frankie said with a stern look on his face.

"Yeah, but if we are realistic, we have to admit that he must have had many enemies, with his uhm business."

"Stop defending this piece of shit!" Frankie suddenly said fiercely, and the room went silent. Jane stood; her face angry.

"Believe me, I would love to see him behind bars, but we still need to keep an open mind! He probably had a lot of enemies. Even at his age. And we need to find out as much as possible about this story. For example, who his successor is etc. We should focus on that." Despite having talked in a calm voice, there was some anger transpiring through her gestures and glances.

R&I

"You're becoming really good at that." Maura said as they walked into her office. "I mean separating your personal feelings and preferences from the possibilities."

Jane waved the compliment away, still mad about what had happened. She knew how it must have looked to Frankie. But hell, she had really no intention whatsoever to defend this man who had done her wrong. Still she couldn't just lock him up because of that.

"When will we get the results of our blood tests?" she asked to deflect. She needed a break from all the Casey talk.

"By the end of the week." Maura said and studied Jane.

Three more days then, Jane calculated and nodded in satisfaction. So, they would know by the weekend.

"Jane?" the blonde sounded worried.

"I'm okay. I just need to process. I'm heading back to my desk." The brunette said and turned around to leave the room.

Once the doors of the elevator had closed, she threw her badge against the wall. "Damn!" she exclaimed.

Her phone started ringing on the belt and she picked up without looking to the screen who it was.

Casey's voice filled her ear. It was calm in a creepy way and it took Jane some time to realize that he now reminded her of Hoyt.

"Have you missed me, Jane?"

"What do you want Casey?" she asked, sounding defeated. She quickly typed a message to Frankie to trace the call, hoping that he would read it right away.

"I want my family back. You, Jane, are my family. Don't you think that its time that you quit your ridiculous job as a detective and join the other team? I'm sure we would appreciate your skills more than the city of NY."

Jane would have loved to scream a loud fuck you, but now she was walking into the bullpen, seeing Frankie giving her a thumb up sign, which meant they were trying to locate Casey. She rolled her eyes and bit back her anger and replied: "I honestly don't know Casey. The city pays well and I don't have to worry about my retirement."

"Oh, come on Jane. You were different in school. Remember how we climbed the fence to the public pool to have a party there in the middle of the night?"

"Well, I honestly see a difference between climbing a fence as a teenager and killing people as an adult. Don't you think this is kind of a strange thing?"

Casey laughed out loud. "I don't see a difference. It's a seed growing in us, you know, the darkness is inside of you. Just admit it to yourself Jane. Either you have it in you or you don't. And you Jane have it in you."

Now it was Jane who almost laughed, wondering if Casey was using any drugs. She still couldn't believe that he had been bad from the start. Maybe the war had done something to his mind, she thought.

She felt kind of shocked when he suddenly hung up. No more words, no more talking. This left a very bad feeling deep inside of her.

"What?" she snapped, realizing that Frankie had just said something.

"2:35 mins, that wasn't enough. Sorry. Are you okay?"

Jane would have wanted to smash more things like her badge in the elevator before, but just nodded. Frankie gave her a short squeeze to the shoulder and returned to his desk.

"We're going to get him." Randy mumbled with a reassuring smile at her, following her brother.

"You can count on that. Son of a bitch!" she said, talking more to herself than to someone else.

"I would say language Jane. But I guess you got a good reason." Maura said and dropped a file onto her desk. Jane had been too angry to notice the clack clack of Maura's heels. She locked eyes with her. "Here you have everything we found out at the morgue and the lab." She said, sitting down. For the next half hour, the blonde went through the findings with her. Unfortunately, there was nothing in them which could help them to move closer to solving the case.

Jane thanked Maura even though, and the blonde rested her hand on her shoulder briefly, before going back to the morgue.

R&I

Jane relaxed once she was home and the normality of her family life made her feel better instantly. Tonight, Maura had cooked some fish with vegetables and potatoes. Jane ate, observing the girls fight over who got to choose the TV program.

"If you don't stop fighting now, there will be no watching TV later!" Maura fiercely interrupted he ten-year-old's war. This definitely got her the girls attention. "Oh, no…" Julia whined. "You can't do this."

"I will and I can." Maura said and gave them a stern look. Jane chuckled silently as she put her last bit of food into her mouth. After a training of five years, Maura had at least learned how to put her foot down against the little monsters.

Jane still had her problems with it though. The puppy eyes always made her weak. So, usually if the girls wanted something, she sent them to Maura and Maura handled it. Otherwise they would already have at least 7 dogs, 9 cats, a cow, a goat, an elephant, a pony and much more.

She glanced at the two who were just settling in front of the screen, Julia sliding in a DVD without any further discussion.

"Well done, Maur." Jane smiled and squeezed her wife's hand.

The blonde chuckled. "When they get older, I make them do the dishes after dinner. But for now, we have to do it, I'm sorry."

"Uhm" Jane grunted but got up anyways to do her chores.