Chapter 4
"I'm really sorry, Maur," Jane said again.
"I understand, Jane. You put work first. Above me."
Jane sighed. "Its not like that! I just got distracted."
"Right. So distracted, that you forgot the lovely candle-lit dinner we had planned." Maura plopped onto the couch, facing away from Jane.
"Come on, Maur. Please, don't be like this."
Maura sighed. "I'm tired, Jane. I'm tired of hearing you apologize."
Jane sat down, but Maura turned away again.
"Please babe. We can still have dinner, I'm sure we can just reheat it and its still gonna be great."
"Its not the same," Maura said softly.
"What can I do? I wanna fix this, Maur."
Maura faced Jane, a tear running down her cheek. "Not tonight. I don't want to be in the same room as you. You hurt me, Jane."
Jane hung her head. "I'm really sorry. I'll just... I'll go to Frankie's. I'm sure he'll let me crash on the couch."
"Jane..."
"I love you, Maura. I'll give you the space you need."
When the front door slammed shut, Maura finally found her voice again. "I love you too," she whispered.
"Rizzoli," she answered her phone.
"We found MJ's body."
Jane grabbed her keys from the coffee table. She glanced at herself in the mirror. She had dark smudges under her eyes from the lack of sleep. She combed through her hair with her fingers, trying to straighten out the unruly curls.
"Fuck it. They've seen me look worse."
"True," Frankie said. He handed his sister a cup of coffee.
"Thanks," she said.
"You gonna change?"
Jane shook her head. "I can't go home, you know that. She needs space."
"What happened, anyways?"
"I forgot she planned this romantic dinner for us, and she freaked out."
Frankie patted her arm. "You guys will make up. You've been through a lot worse than a fight over a silly dinner."
Jane nodded. "I gotta go. Thanks for letting me stay here."
Frankie smiled. "And I promise, I won't tell Ma."
When Jane arrived, she saw Frost turn away to throw up in the bushes.
MJ's body was found in a small park, by a early-bird jogger. The man was being questioned by Korsak.
She walked to where Maura was crouching, examining the body.
"She was raped," Maura said, voice devoid of any emotion.
Jane said nothing as she crouched down too.
Maura glanced at her, seeing the tiredness. "I'm sorry, Jane."
"This isn't the place, Maur. Lunch?"
"Sure," she smiled a little. "But I don't know how long this will take." She gestured at the body. "Maybe you can just come keep me company."
Jane laughed. "I'm not having this conversation over any dead body. Let me make you dinner."
Maura sighed softly. "I'd like that."
A/N: I felt like treating you guys with another chapter...
I still don't know who did it, or why... Can't decide, but its obviously a guy. Or is it? ;)
R&R!