Maura was sitting on her couch sipping a glass of white wine watching TV when Angela came in the side door. "Hello." Maura said quietly as she turned around to see Angela going into the kitchen.
"Hi Maura." Angela said as she put on an apron. "I'm going to start on dinner now. I'll try not to make too much noise."
"That's okay." Maura said then got up and went over to the kitchen island and sat down on one of the stools while she watched Angela get things ready for dinner.
"Have you heard from Jane lately?" Maura asked her.
"Not lately, no." Angela said as she grabbed some pots from the cupboard. She went to the fridge and got out some vegetables.
Maura sighed, "I think she's mad at me now."
"What makes you think that?" Angela asked pulling out a cutting board and putting it on the counter.
"I gave back some of the things she left here." Maura said then looked down at the counter, "And the St. Luke medal she gave me."
Angela stopped chopping and looked at her. "Oh Maura."
"I did it because I was angry with her." Maura said to Angela. "I just didn't want it as a reminder of her anymore."
"Sweetie, it's understandable why you were upset." Angela said, "Your mother was in the hospital and Jane shot your…. shot Mr. Doyle."
"It was a lot to take in and Janie knows that." Angela said, "She's not mad at you Maura. She's just mad at the situation."
"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Maura asked.
"Oh of course she will, her family is here." Angela said then smiled, "You're here."
Jane was thankful that she didn't have more than a slight headache when she woke up the next morning. Her neck was sore but that's what she got for falling asleep on the couch at such a weird angle.
"Oh god." Jane groaned as she stood up slowly and stretched. She went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She stripped off yesterday's clothes and got in. The heat and steam helped clear Jane's head.
She got out, toweled off then got dressed in a fresh shirt, and a pair of black slacks. She grabbed her gun and badge and put them on her belt then left her apartment for the precinct.
Jane wandered into the squad room to see the team all at their desks. "Boss has been waiting for you." Kelly said to Jane before she could sit down at her desk.
Jane looked over at Denning's office then back at her partner. "I don't think you're in too much trouble." Kelly said to her.
Jane knocked on Denning's door then stepped in, "You wanted to see me?" Jane said and Denning nodded. Jane's phone got a text message just as she stepped in the office.
Jane read it, 'Leave the door open, there's prying ears about. Just go along with it.—Denning'
Jane left the door ajar and sat down in one of the chairs across from Denning.
"I got some news on the Doyle shooting." Denning said loudly. "It seems the FBI isn't entirely convinced you had nothing to do with Doyle. They think you might have shot him to silence him before he could rat you out."
"Well if they had any real proof that I was dealing with Paddy Doyle then they would have taken me off the job by now." Jane said to her.
"I've been told Paddy Doyle has come out of his coma and he's ready to talk." Denning told her.
"Let him talk." Jane said with a shrug, "No one's going to believe a dirty mob boss over a decorated detective."
"You don't seem to be denying your involvement with Paddy Doyle." Denning said to Jane.
"I shouldn't have to deny anything." Jane said to her. "I got sent down to your shitty little precinct because the department only thinks I may be involved."
"You better loose the attitude Detective." Denning said pointing a finger at Jane, "That shit might fly in Boston but it sure as hell doesn't here in Miami and on my team." Denning told her.
"Now get the hell out of my office." Denning yelled at her.
Jane got up and left the office, slamming the door behind her.
"Damn Rizzoli, what's up Denning's butt?" Kelly asked having heard the whole conversation.
"Who the hell knows?" Jane said sitting down at her desk.
Moments later Denning came out of her office. "Conference room now." She said to all of them then walked into the conference room.
The team all went into the room and sat down around the table.
"We've got some Intel on a new shipment coming in." Denning said as she put some files on the table. "Duke Stanton is moving a shipment of guns from Miami to Cuba." Denning said as they flipped through the files.
"When's it going down?" Tom asked as he opened the file.
"Tomorrow night." Denning told him. "We're going to coordinate with the F.B.I on this one. They've been interested in Stanton for a while."
As if on cue two men came into the conference room both dressed in suits and wearing sunglasses.
"Damn Feebs." Jane mumbled under her breath and Kelly looked over at her and smiled.
"Team, I'd like you to meet Agents Ford and Westcrow." Denning said to them. "They will be working with us on this case and we'll be sharing the Intel."
The two agents then proceeded to take over the meeting and laid out a plan for the mission. The meeting lasted all morning. When they were finally dismissed Jane went back to her desk and read through the file again.
"Hey, you wanna go grab a bite to eat?" Kelly asked Jane.
"Uh." Jane looked at her watch, "Nah I'm good." Jane said looking up at her.
"Suit yourself." Kelly said then took off for the elevators.
At the end of the day Jane went home to her empty apartment. She turned on the TV for some noise then looked in the fridge for something to eat for dinner. She really missed her mom's home cooking. There's only so much Chinese, Cuban and Mexican take-out she could handle.
She couldn't find anything in the fridge that she wanted to eat so she grabbed a beer and went to the couch. Jane's cellphone buzzed just as she sat down. She answered it, "Rizzoli."
"Hi Jane." Angela said on the phone.
"Hi Ma." Jane said turning the volume down on the TV.
"How's Miami?" Angela asked.
"It's fine." Jane said blandly.
"Are you making friends?" Angela asked.
Jane laughed, "Ma, this isn't high school."
"I know that. I just don't want to think of you all alone down there without a friend." Angela said to her and Jane immediately thought of Maura.
Jane sighed, "I'm fine, Ma. I'm not alone. I've got my partner down here. She seems nice. Plus I have the team I'm working with too."
"Oh that's good to hear." Angela said. "Jane, listen I have to tell you something, but I don't want you to be upset with me."
"It's okay, Ma. I know you're back at Maura's." Jane said sadly. "I'm not mad. At least she'll have someone to watch over her." She let out a sigh as she peeled the label off her sealed beer bottle. "I better go now." Jane said.
"Ok Jane, I'll talk to you later." Angela said and hung up.
Jane got up off the couch and put her unopened beer back in the fridge. She was just about to go into her room when there was a knock on her door.
'Maybe if I'm quiet whoever it is will just go away.' Jane thought as she stood perfectly still in her living room.
"Open up Rizzoli, I can hear you breathing in there." Kelly said from the other side of the closed door.
Jane shuffled to the door and opened it. "Let's go out for a drink." Kelly said smiling.
Jane really didn't feel like it but she knew that Denning was counting on Jane to get to know this team.
"Yeah sure." Jane said. She grabbed her jacket then she and Kelly went downstairs and grabbed a cab.
They headed to a bar called the Blue Flamingo. This unlike the Donut Shop was not a cop bar. It had live music and a loud crowd inside.
Jane and Kelly found a booth near the back and sat down. "Kind of a loud place." Jane said to Kelly.
"Yeah but the music is good and the beer is great." Kelly said summoning a waitress over to their table.
They ordered their beers and Jane picked at the bowl of pretzels as they waited.
"So you ready for this mission tomorrow?" Kelly asked picking up a pretzel and nibbling on it.
"Sure why not?" Jane said looking around the bar.
Kelly shrugged, "You weren't too happy when the FBI showed up."
"Is anyone ever happy when the FBI shows up and takes over?" Jane asked looking around for the waitress.
"You have a problem with authority Rizzoli?" Kelly asked as the waitress brought them their beers.
Jane smiled up at the waitress then waited for her to leave before she answered. "My Lieutenant back in Boston thought so." Jane said taking a sip of beer.
"I knew some of the rumors about you were true." Kelly said with a smirk.
"Depends on the rumors you're hearing." Jane said popping a pretzel in her mouth then washing it down with a long sip of beer.
"Come on, you can tell me Rizzoli." Kelly said to Jane as she leaned across the table a little. "I bet you made bank working with Doyle."
Jane's eyebrows rose a little, "You know you're awfully concerned about my life in Boston and what I did or didn't do for Paddy Doyle."
"And you're being very cryptic about it." Kelly said to her.
Jane's eyes narrowed as she stared at Kelly. The waitress interrupted their staring contest when she put a fresh bowl of pretzels down on the table between them.
Jane's phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and looked at the caller ID, it was Frankie. She answered it, "Hey, I can't talk right now." She said to him.
"Where the hell are you? I can barely hear you." Frankie said to her.
"Look, I said I can't talk right now. We'll talk about it later ok." Jane said into the phone then hung up.
Frankie was more than just a little confused. "Talk about what later?" he said to himself.
After another beer and some small talk Jane decided to call it a night.
"I'll see you tomorrow night Rizzoli. And don't worry I got your back." Kelly said to Jane as Jane got into her cab and took off for home.
Jane texted Frankie and apologized for being an asshole on the phone to him and told him she'd call him in a few days.
Jane got home and went straight to bed. She knew she probably wouldn't rest well tonight just like every night since she shot Paddy Doyle. The dreams she had were bad especially the one where she'd hear Maura yelling her name just before Jane pulled the trigger. Sometimes when Jane woke up she swore she could still hear the echo of her name.
The next morning all Jane wanted to do was drink a gallon of coffee. She was, as her brother so eloquently put it, 'dragging ass'. She went to the precinct and went straight for the break room. "Listen I'm telling you, shits going down." Kelly said on her phone while she poured herself a cup of coffee. Jane paused in the doorway trying to listen in.
Kelly turned around and looked over at Jane. "Hey, just talking to my sister." Kelly said then hung up the phone.
"I need coffee." Jane said in a mumble and went to the coffee maker. She grabbed a paper cup and poured coffee in it then put a lid on it. She took a small sip then smacked her lips and leaned against the counter.
"How's your sister doing?" Jane asked.
"Oh yeah she's fine." Kelly said, "Just dealing with stuff at work."
Jane followed Kelly out of the break room and back to the squad area. "Where's Tom?" Jane asked noticing he wasn't at his desk.
"He called in sick this morning; guess he caught something from his fiancé." Kelly said as she sat behind her desk.
"Doesn't that leave us short a man for tonight?" Jane asked looking over at Tom's desk.
"Yeah but it'll be fine. Remember we got the FBI with us." Kelly said with a smile.
"Oh joy." Jane said sarcastically.
The team used the cover of darkness for their stakeout on Stanton. Ford was partnered off with Jane and Kelly. They sat in a van waiting for the right moment. Westcrow would be calling the shots tonight and he was partnered off with Carl and Gene.
"Listen up people we're going silent till Stanton comes." Westcrow said over the radio.
They sat for almost an hour in complete silence till Westcrow came on the radio, "Ok people look alive we've got some action coming in through the rear gate."
Moments later two vans one black, one white were seen pulling through the gates and down toward the water front.
"Okay let's get into position people." Westcrow said and the teams got out of their vans and fanned out. A surveillance team watched over every inch of the waterfront.
Jane was crouched down behind some shrubbery. Kelly was further away and out of Jane's eye sight. Ford was positioned near Jane. "If anything happens we'll be the first ones in." He whispered over to Jane who nodded.
Two men got out of the white van and 3 got out from the black van. The surveillance team was picking up the chatter and they relayed it to the team. They watched as another man stepped off a boat docked in the harbor.
A guy from the black van walked to the back of the white van and opened the doors. The man grabbed a big box from the back and handed it off to the guy that got off the boat.
"Ok people let's move in." Westcrow called over the radio. The team moved in from their locations.
"FBI NO ONE MOVE!" Westcrow shouted as the team descended on the group.
Jane didn't know who fired the first shot but after that all hell broke loose. Next thing Jane knew she was taking cover behind a concrete garbage can. She popped up just as Ford yelled at her not to shoot. It was too late and she fired hitting the man from the boat dead center in the chest but not before he managed to get off a shot first.
Jane looked over in Ford's direction. He was down on the ground not moving. Jane holstered her gun and scrambled from her cover spot to grab Ford and drag him behind a small concrete barrier.
"Where are you hit?" Jane asked franticly looking for a wound on Ford who was unconscious.
Kelly and Denning came running up from different directions to Jane and Ford. "He's hit. I can't find the wound." Jane said looking up at them.
The paramedic arrived on scene and Kelly flagged them over.
"Move." One of the paramedic said to Jane and she stood up and took a step back.
"We've got one down with a GSW to the back." The paramedic said as he rolled Ford over and his partner put him on a backboard. "Let's move him now!" The medic shouted and they put Ford onto a gurney and wheeled him over the ambulance.
"What the hell happened Rizzoli!?" Westcrow yelled as he stormed up and got right into Jane's face.
"I don't know. Someone fired first but it wasn't me." Jane said as she watched the ambulance drive off with Ford in the back.
"I said hold your fire over and over on the radio." Westcrow yelled at her. "Now I've got 2 dead suspects and one injured FBI agent!"
"I didn't hear you on the radio." Jane yelled back, "Get out of my face!"
"My agent was shot in the back Rizzoli!" Westcrow yelled at her, "How the hell is that possible?"
"You tell me!" Jane yelled back at him.
"OK enough!" Denning yelled stepping in between Jane and Westcrow. "Let's get this scene secure and call in more people."
"This isn't over Rizzoli." Westcrow pointed a finger at her before he took a step back then walked off.
An FBI forensic team came in and collected the team's weapons. More FBI agents arrived to take the guns that were being smuggled and to take into custody the remaining suspects. Unfortunately Stanton was nowhere to be found yet again.
Hours later the team was called back to the precinct and they gathered into the conference room. They were all exhausted as they filed in and slumped down in their chairs.
Before the meeting could get started Westcrow came barging in to the room. "Your ass is mine Rizzoli!" He yelled as he went over to Jane and grabbed her by the front of her jacket and hauled her up to her feet.
"Whoa man, Whoa!" Carl yelled grabbing Westcrow and pulling him away from Jane.
"What the hell is your problem?!" Jane yelled at him.
"My partner is laying in a god damn coma because you shot him in the fucking back!" He practically spat at her.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jane yelled, now she was confused. "I didn't shoot Ford! I was protecting him."
"Bullshit! FBI ran ballistics on everyone's gun and yours came back as a match." He yelled trying to grab at her again.
"You're out of your god damn mind!" Jane said to him, "There's no reason for me to shoot him."
"Maybe you're working for Stanton like you worked for Doyle." Westcrow said to her.
Jane lunged at Westcrow but Denning grabbed her and held her back, "You son of a bitch!" she snarled at him.
"Ok easy now, calm down!" Denning yelled. "Westcrow bring me all your findings, let me review them."
"I'm FBI lady! I don't work for you." Westcrow said to her. "And I'm taking your detective into custody."
"The hell you are not till you can prove for a fact that Detective Rizzoli shot Ford." Denning said standing in between Jane and Westcrow. "There could have been a lab mix up. Run your tests again." She told him
"I'll run them again but I already know the outcome will be the same." He said and then stormed out of the room.
"Everyone get out." Denning said to the team, "Not you Rizzoli." She said stopping Jane before she could go out the door. The rest of them left in a hurry.
"Look, I didn't shoot Ford." Jane said to Denning before she could say anything.
Denning stood right in front of Jane and discreetly pulled out a small piece of paper from her jacket pocket then handed it over to Jane. "Your ass is in quite a bind Rizzoli." She said to Jane.
Jane took it and read it, 'Place could be bugged. Team is watching. Clued Westcrow in before the mission tonight, ballistics are still running.' Jane looked up and Denning and gave her a nod of understanding.
"Yeah so I guess that means you don't believe me." Jane said to her as she pocketed the piece of paper.
"I got to believe the evidence." Denning said to her. "You're off the task force and put on desk duty till I can figure out what to do with you or till the FBI charges you with something."
The team was watching the interaction from their desk through the glass walls of the conference room.
"You think I care about being on your task force?" Jane yelled, "I don't need this shit."
"That's fine by me. Hand over your gun and badge right now Rizzoli!" Denning yelled at her.
She unclipped her holster and put her gun on the desk in front of Denning. Jane ripped her badge off her belt and slammed it on the desk.
"You're suspended until further notice. Do you hear me?" Denning yelled at her.
Jane turned and opened the door to the conference room without saying a word.
"I said do you hear me?!" Denning yelled after her and Jane just slammed the door behind her.
"God damn Rizzoli, what the hell is going on?" Kelly said to Jane as she walked beside her.
"Go away, leave me alone." Jane said not even looking over at her.
"What'd Denning say?" Kelly asked trying to match Jane's long strides.
"I'm suspended, off the job." Jane told her as she hit the elevator button. "She's siding with the FBI."
"Hey, come to the Blue Flamingo tonight at 10." Kelly said to her as Jane stepped onto the elevator.
"I don't want to get drinks with you." Jane said to her as she smashed the 1st floor button with all her might.
"It's not for drinks, it's a business opportunity." Kelly said just as the doors started to close.
"Fine." Jane said before they closed completely.