A/N: I'm sorry it there's some incorrrect spelling. But I hope you do enjoy this chapter 5.

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...sucks...

All Maura could do was stare. All she could do was stare at the dark eyes that stared right back at her. She didn't want to believe it, but the more she stared to more her theory was being believable.

She didn't even notice the shattered wine glass at her feet until Faith dropped down to pick it up and Jane rushed to her side.

"Maura. Maura, look at me." She finally turns to her best friend. "Are you okay? What happend?"

Maura nods. "I'm fine. The glass didn't cut me. I just had a though about the case. I think we may have, uh, missed a target."

Realization dawns on Jane, but she makes sure she let it show. "We'll talk about this later okay?" Maura just simply nods again as she turns back to Faith, who's awkwardly holding the broken glass.

"Sorry, I should have caught that." The words flew out of Faith mouth before she she could catch it. Nice one genius. She doesn't know you have the reflexes to catch a random falling wine glass without spilling a drop.

Maura shakes her head. "There's no need for to apologize, F-Faith. Um, I got startled by something." She averts her eyes from the other woman. She doesn't want to look, and yet she can't help but keep stealing glances.

Faith looks back at Willow behind her for a moment, to amke sure she listening to her. 'Did I miss something?'

Willow shrugs slightly. 'She was just staring at your face like she was trying to figure something out.'

The color in Faith face drains. 'Shit!' Faith turns back around to face Maura.

Willow eyes widen a little. 'You don't think-'

'Think what?'

'Not now, Dawn.'

'Come on Will. What's goin'...'

Faith tunes out the other two and tries to focus on Maura. "Um, d-do you need me to help clean up, or any-anything."

"No, I think we got it." Jane slight hostile tone goes unnoticed by Maura as she was still looking over her friend's body to make sure she was okay.

Maura looks back to Faith notices her demeanor changing. "You okay, Faith? Your skin seems to have blanched?"

Blanched? What? "No, I'm okay. If you're fine, then, I guess we should be going or something. I -uh..." Before she could get out another word, she hastily leaves out the front door, leaving Willow and Dawn behind.

"I'm sorry Maura. Faith wasn't feeling well earlier and, uh, whatever she had may have come back. Whatever she had and I have to go take carre of her because, because she's that great of taking care of herself when she's sick and-"

Dawn cuts off the witches babble with her hand. "Sorry, I told you she babbles when she's nervous. Thank you for the good evening Maura." She look over to Frankie and smiles. "Pleasure to meet you Frankie."

Frankie flashes his Rizzoli grin back. "Same here." he congradulates himself as her smiles gets a little wider.

Dawn turn to her left towards Barry, who standing with her at the door. "See you around, Barry."

Barry flashes his pretty boy smile. "You will."

Just like that, Frankie's grin falls. Jane actually watching the three, just rolls her eyes as Willow and Dawn leaves the house.

Now lets figure this out. "Maura. Maura, sweetie, what happend?"

Maura just takes a deep breath as Frankie and Barry moves in to listen. "What was that between you and Faith? And don't lie to me."

Jane freezes, startled because she wasn't expecting Maura to mention, atleast not right now. Especially not like an interrogation. "What?"

"I'm not stupid, Jane. The tension and the body language? And there's something you haven't been telling me." She turns to Frankie and Barry. "All of you. According to you all, my life is in danger. So don't think that I, of all people, should be kept informed? Especially where my saftey is concerned."

The three detectives looked away with guilt. Jane looks back at Maura, even after all of that, debating whether or not to tell her the truth. She'll just get really pissed at me if I lie and I can't afford losing right now. She sighs. "We found out yesterday morning that Patrick Doyle has another daughter." She looksher best friend in the eye and takes note of the tears in her eyes. She tries to wipe them for her before they fall. Don't cry Maura. "It's Faith."

"I know." Maura responds softly.

The two stare into each other's eyes. Jane just wanted to comfort her friend, make sure she was okay. She rubs her best friends back, making the other two slightly uncomfortable as they tried not to watch them.

Barry speaks up, trying to change the mood in the room, but didn't want to overstep any boundaries. "We don't know if anyone else knows, but it can't be a coincidence that she's here in the middle of all this going on."

Frankie raises his hand nervously. "I didn't know most of this. I was just told to guard you because you're Doyle's daughter. I just found out about Faith, not even ten minutes ago."

Jane clears her throat. "We're not sure that she's here to keep an eye on you and or take out whoever the killer is."

"Take out?" Confusion shows in Maura's features as well as her voice. "Where are they goin'? Is her dating preference serial killers or something?"

"Um, no, actually I don't know about dating bad boys." Jane rubs her own face with frustration. How does she always get me off topic? "I meant take 'em out as in, kill them."

Maura's eyes widen. Kill them? "Oh my gosh. Are you saying that she's killed before? Is she apart of the mob?" She starts to go into a panic. Did I just have a killer in my home? By m invitation?

Jane grabs Maura by her shoulder firmly but not to hurt her. "Maura relax, okay? We don't think she's apart of the mob." Maura slowly nods calming down a little and Jane lets go. "Now, don't freak out on me, but she was in prison for murder, but her case was thrown out. Actually, it's along story. I promise, I promise to explain it all in the morning."

Barry clears his throat to bring the attention from the two close BFFs. "Look, if you want, I can tail her tomorrow, figure out what she's doing while she's in town."

Jane, really grateful, but she could see the exhaust in her partner's eyes. "You don't have to. You look tired as hell. Go home, get some sleep. You too Frankie. I'm staying here."

The two young men say their goodbyes for the night, before leaving the two women alone together. Maura finally looks down at her floor, realizing that the spilled wine hasn't been cleaned up yet. She hurries to the kitchen and grabs paper towels, slightly wet, to blot up the burgundy puddle.

"I have to get this out now before the wine sets in."

"Maura."

"No hardwood floor is truely 'waterproof' no matter how many layers of coating have been used."

"Maura."

"Liquid can dull the finish and permanently damage the fiber of the wood, causing boards to warp and discolor. Not to mention red wine can stain-"

"Maura!"

The doctor in question finally stop rambling. Jane sighs, regretting yelling but she needed to get Maura's attention. She knew she was just trying to distract herself from the situation. She bends down and grabs Maura's wrist, the red wine filled paper towels still in hand, and pick her up off the floor. And set her on the couch next to her, taking the paper towels and setting it on the glass table.

"Maura, you have to stop. You're trying to not think about it. And I don't blame you. You just found out you have a sister, who's a criminal, and we don't if it's past tense. You're trying not to let the information sink in and if you don't, not only would it put you in danger, again, you're feelings are gonna come out at the one time you don't want it to."

Knowing that Jane's right, tear well up in Maura's eyes again. Jane immediately wraps her arms around her, tucking her in, placing her chin on top of her head,rubbing her side. Her best friend needed comfort and dammit, she was going to be there no matter what. Almost everyone knew that Jane Rizzoli would do anything for her Maura Isles. They sit in silence for a few moments, until thoughts come to the doctor.

Oh my gosh. "She was studying me. I don't think it was in a protective manner per se, but she was studying my behavior, staring at my dimples." We have the same dimples. "I thought her close eye on me was maybe a sense of attraction, which I thought was particularly rude with her girlfriend sitting right there indulging fine conversation with me, but I realize she was just observing me. Watching my mannerisms, my body language, what I talked about." She sniffs, trying not let the tears fall but they were evident in her voice. "She just watched and I couldn't even firgure out why. Jane, my sister was right in front of me, and I don't even know her."

Jane not knowing what to say at this point, just keeps rubbing her side and holding her close.

"Jane, I didn't tell anyone this but, there was another photogragh that was attached to the other photogragh of Doyle and me." Jane's rubbing pauses. "It was stuck to the back of the first photograph and it was Doyle and a baby girl. I always thought it was me and mean, it looked like me, but I always something was off about it. The photo looked more recent than the other and the baby had dark hair." Maura sighs. "I think the baby's Faith. The answer was right in front of my face this whole time and I didn't even realize it." Tears finally stream down Maura's face. Jane just holds her tighter and kisses the top of the caramel haired woman head.

"We'll get through this. I promise."...

"I blew it!"

"You don't know that, Faith." Willow watches as her girlfriend paces across the floor back and forth. "She said it was something about a case from work."

"Yeah," Dawn chimes in from the couch, while texting, "She probably have know idea who you are. She was more focus on Willow than anything."

"How would you know?" Faith snaps back. "You were too busy flirting with boy cops to notice anything else. Some Watcher you are."

Dawn stops texting and looks up, clearly offended. "Hey!"

"Faith..." Willow gives a warning tone.

Dawn continues, standing up with her hands on her hips. "You didn't even want me on this trip. I was mingling and chatting up people close to Maura. You did nothing most of the night besides sit there and had a death glare match with the Rizzoli chick. Don't knock my Watcher skills 'cause you always want to be some kickass Slayer and tries to get her way no matter what by doin' things yourself. In fact, you're starting to turn into my sister."

At that comment, Faith finally stops pacing. She looks over to Dawn who arms are now crossed and she's narrow eyed looking at the Slayer. Did she really just go there? "Not sure if that's an insult or a compliment." Her voice drips with sarcasm.

Before Dawn can retort, Willow step in between the two, in a commanding voice. "Enough! Both of you!" Both brunettes turn to the redhead witch. "You will both act like adults and stop placing blame. Now is not the time to have one of your little sisterly bitch-offs. We are a team and we will act like a team, got it?" Mumbles are the responses she receives. "I said got it?"

"Right."

"Whatever."

Willow sighs and shakes her head. She knew she wasn't going to get a better repsonse from the two so she just decides to take it. Ever since Dawn got transfered to Cleaveland five years ago, and away from Buffy, she got attached to the older Slayer like the cool sister she didn't have, even if she was skeptical about Faith and Willow's relationship. Faith took on the responsibility of being the younger girl's surrogate sister, which means lots of bitching and arguing. Their relationship was more whiplash then Faith and Buffy. One second they were BFF's the next they were at each other's throats, ready to kill each other.

"Okay, so we have a new plan." With the brunettes still slightly heated, the redhead feels she should take charge. "The two guy detectives left the house not to long after we did, so I'm sure they went home for the night, but I'm sure Jane is going to stay with Maura all night. They look like they have that type of relationship, especially if Jane is suspicious of Faith. So Dawn," the younger brunette perks up, "I want you to have a tail on Jane. According to Maura's file, Jane's her next of kin, so I'm pretty sure their close. Probably her girlfriend. Go see one of those detective guys as an excuse if you have to."

Dawn grins a little, excited that she actually has an assignment. "No problem."

"Faith," The Slayer waits for her assignment, "You and I are going to do some more research and maybe do someasking around. We're going to do it in your old neighborhood in South Boston."

A/N: So hopefully things will pick up in the next chapter. Can't wait! :D...